THE MOTH STORY
"The Greek Theater" here in Hollywood is an open-air theater. I played there 4 years ago; it was summer time and there were an awful lot of insects, because the lights attract all kinds of moths. I don’t care for them at all. I’ve got enough problems with those dragonflies! I tried to think ahead, so I had a little flit gun in the footlights. I spilt it the whole performance. But we ran out of spray before the second number and it didn’t do any bats flew.
[…]At the end of my act, […] I sat down over the footlights and sang “Over The Rainbow” to a gentle string section. […] I got about one chorus in “Over The Rainbow” […] and a moth flew in my mouth. In the middle of “Get Happy” you can go [pretending to spit], but not in “Over The Rainbow”! It wasn’t a big enough moth for the audience to see, so I couldn’t say “Pardon me…” Nobody could see it so they wouldn’t know what I was doing if I made a fuss. So I just thought “Well…” and it flew around in my teeth! I finished and when the lights went out I was stamping in it.