Tom Lehrer died last weekÂend, more than four decades after rumors of his death had first gone into cirÂcuÂlaÂtion. He didÂn’t bothÂer to conÂtraÂdict them, pubÂlicly claimÂing that he figÂured they would “cut down on the junk mail.” That quip proved not just that he was still alive, but that his wit was intact. And it was his wit, comÂbined with a facilÂiÂty on the piano, that made him famous: merÂciÂlessÂly satÂiÂrizÂing everyÂthing from the Boy Scouts to HarÂvard, his alma mater, to New Math to VatÂiÂcan II to World War III, his liveÂly show-tune pasÂtichÂes became definÂing pieces of Cold War-era comÂeÂdy — or in any case, definÂing pieces of earÂly Cold War-era comÂeÂdy.
A proÂfesÂsor of mathÂeÂmatÂics for most of his career, he perÂformed and recordÂed music mostÂly in the nineÂteen-fifties and sixÂties, beginÂning with his first conÂcert, givÂen as a gradÂuÂate stuÂdent in 1950, and endÂing with anothÂer in CopenÂhagen in 1967.
There was also an earÂly-sevÂenÂties coda in the form of a few songs writÂten for PBS’ chilÂdren’s show The ElecÂtric ComÂpaÂny and a perÂforÂmance at a George S. McGovÂern ralÂly. But by then, the frame of AmerÂiÂcan culÂture had shiftÂed. “The VietÂnam War is what changed it,” Lehrer said in 1981. “EveryÂbody got earnest. My purÂpose was to make peoÂple laugh and not applaud. If the audiÂence applauds, they’re just showÂing they agree with me”: an obserÂvaÂtion today’s would-be satirists would do well to bear in mind.
Whether or not you have any aspiÂraÂtions of your own in that traÂdiÂtion, you can lisÂten through the entireÂty of Lehrer’s recordÂed work in the YouTube playlist above and underÂstand why his comÂic star burned so brightÂly — and, through the nearÂly sixÂty years that have folÂlowed, nevÂer quite burned out. Though clearÂly writÂten in the spirÂit of EisenÂhowÂer-era libÂerÂalÂism, these songs (released by their author into the pubÂlic domain a few years ago) don’t shy away from the absurÂdiÂties of what Lehrer himÂself would not, with a straight face, be able to call the human conÂdiÂtion. First testÂed out on camÂpus, they also develÂoped an earÂly form of what we’ve come to think of as the “colÂlege” senÂsiÂbilÂiÂty in popÂuÂlar music. In some sense, Lehrer nevÂer left that way of seeÂing the world behind — nor, like a true stuÂdent, did he ever get around to finÂishÂing his Ph.D.
RelatÂed conÂtent:
Tom Lehrer ReleasÂes His All of Catchy and SavÂage MusiÂcal Satire Into the PubÂlic Domain
Hear Tom Lehrer Sing the Names of 102 ChemÂiÂcal EleÂments to the Tune of Gilbert & SulÂliÂvan
Based in Seoul, ColÂin Marshall writes and broadÂcasts on cities, lanÂguage, and culÂture. His projects include the SubÂstack newsletÂter Books on Cities and the book The StateÂless City: a Walk through 21st-CenÂtuÂry Los AngeÂles. FolÂlow him on the social netÂwork forÂmerÂly known as TwitÂter at @colinmarshall.
I was so sad to hear this news. I grew up lisÂtenÂing to Tom Tom Lehrer records. I was probÂaÂbly about eight or ten when my dad decidÂed I was old enough to start lisÂtenÂing. It was the funÂniÂest, naughÂtiÂest, most irrevÂerÂent thing, and I loved that my dad thought enough of me to share the music.
Of course, half of the humor went over my head, so his music was a disÂcovÂery and a REdisÂcovÂery to me as I grew oldÂer and startÂed figÂurÂing out more of what the lyrics realÂly meant. Which makes me wonÂder why my dad shared it with me so young, but I’ll take it!