David Letterman Was My King Of Late Night
Johnny Carson was my parents’ late night show.
David Letterman was mine.
When I would look under my bedroom door down the hall to the TV when it was in the right corner, at 11:30 p.m. there it was.
The NBC peacock came up with: “The following program brought to you in living color … on NBC.”
Then. Ed McMahon would announce: “From Hollywood … ‘The Tonight Show’ … Starring…”
Then, Johnny would do his monologue about world politics and famous people I’d never heard of. My parents laughed, because they got it; much like my kids wouldn’t get Letterman’s monologue today.
But when 1982 rolled around and I got a little more worldly, Letterman came on AFTER Carson.
At 12:30 a.m., Letterman just seemed fresher, different. It was later, and edgier, and more me.
Instead of Tony Bennett or Joan Embry, it was Elvis Costello and Andy Kaufman.
Johnny wore a sensible suit. Dave wore wrestling shoes.
“Letterman” was and is MY late night show. Farewell Dave.