“The only true currency in this bankrupt world if what we share with someone else when we're uncool.” –Lester Bangs

 

The Uncoolest of the Uncool: Charlie Brown and Billy Joel

By Katharine McKinney

 

If you are anything like me you are not cool. I’ve tried to fake it over the years, from wearing a leather jacket that never quite got broken in enough to look authentic, to dyeing my hair black (Ok, I’m still trying.) Like any good nerd I love the theater, but even there the geeks get the shaft. Consider the hopelessly square Sandy, from Grease. Yes, she gets Danny Zucko at the end, but only after she rats her hair, dons a painted on pair of cigarette pants, starts smoking and presumably engaging in all other forms of bad-girl behavior in her attempt to find coolness. Theatrically speaking, what’s a nerd to do? Is there a show out there for the uncool?

            Enter Civic Theater’s production of “You’re a Good Man, Charlie Brown” There’s no better way to celebrate being uncool than a night of theater showcasing the quintessential American symbol of insecurity. The show is scripted from various famous Peanuts cartoons fashioned together to represent a single day in the life of “Good Old Charlie Brown.” Performance dates are May 16th,17th, and 18th. As the proud owner of of a Peanuts lunch box, The Complete Peanuts box set and mother of a boy named Linus, I’ll be there, even if I have to get past a kite eating tree.

            If you took Charlie Brown’s lack of peer respect and mixed it with Schroeder’s piano chops then you might end up with someone like Billy Joel. Chuck Klosterman’s “Low Culture Manifesto” Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs makes the claim that while Billy Joel is great, he is not cool. “Joel is the only rock star I have ever loved who I never wanted to be” says Klosterman, who goes on to compare Joel’s songs on loneliness to “the way it feels when you are being hugged by someone and it somehow makes you feel sadder.”

            Klosterman is not alone in his inexplicable love of the Piano Man. In his punk rock glory days my green-haired, dog-collar clad husband would drive around the sleepy Alabama town where he lived with the windows down, playing “Uptown Girl” full blast. Perhaps it is his lack of cool that provides Billy Joel with his nearly universal appeal. Regardless of the kind of music you listen to, 90% of the population is uncool (yes, I made up that statistic.) So, all you ninety percenters have another theater opportunity, because someone named Twyla Tharp took twenty Billy Joel songs and turned them into, of all things, a rock ballet. And it’s coming to The Centre on Tuesday, May 8, at 7:30. Go, unless you have something cooler to do.