The magic and the gags were silly, the man standing on the stage knew that just as well as you did, but the projected and innocence that made you laugh anyway and maybe wonder a bit where that bouquet of dyed chicken feathers could possibly have come from.
Karrell Fox loved magic and in a commendable leap off faith probably had a sincere fondness of most magicians. He was a magic character, and insider who had long since lost count of all the magic convention stages he'd stood on, often in some outlandish outfit to get a laugh from the "boys".
And then, just when you were thinking to yourself "so this is what it was like to be at an Abbott's Get-Together in 1942," Fox would perform magic that was beautiful, brilliantly routine and enough to make you go up to him after the show, introduce yourself and tell him so. I know, because I did just that after I saw him perform this version of the Linking Rings.
Fox came out of an era when there were "funny" magicians. Not comedians who did magic or magicians who thought they where comedians. Fox was proud to be the self-proclaimed "King of Korn". And hiding behind the corn was a savvy businessman, a creative and knowledgeable magician and a performer who knew the audience shouldn't know anything about all that.
The Death of Karrell Fox in Las Vegas the weekend of the Steven Magic convention on the last day breaks another link of magic's past. and leaves behind a number of books devoted to this irreverent approach to magic. But valuable as his writings may be, what we've lost is the man who could just smile at us form the stage and we'd know we where about to escape from the turmoil of our own realities into a world that was truly, ridiculously magical.
Richard Robison (1998 Robinson Wizard, Inc)
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