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The Rivoli orchestra was led by
          From Rivoli to Broadway                                              Cecil Bois, who played the piano (a
                                                                               fine Ronisch). Mrs. Bois was the cellist,
                                 By Roy (Bernie) Turner
                                                                               and there was a violinist, a brass player
            When I saw an advertisement in the  The Rivoli switched with the   and drummer. The show started at 8pm
          local paper for an assistant operator at  Palace, Glenferrie and occasionally  in those days. The orchestra would play
          the Rivoli in Burke Road, I applied  with the Glen, Glenferrie. When I  an overture and then it was into the
          immediately. This was 1923, I was 13  started, the chaps who did the switch  films.
          and a half years old, and still at  were the Fitzpatrick brothers. At the  The Rivoli was run by Junction
          Camberwell State School. I was a big kid  Rivoli we would start with a 20-minute  Theatres Ltd, a company headed by
          for my age, and that is probably what got  gazette, while the Palace showed an 11-  Robert McLeish. I respected Mr.
          me the job. The Inspector of Schools put  minute reel. This time difference was  McLeish as a firm but fair employer.
          me through a special exam and awarded  enough to give a bit of breathing space.   He was often at the theatre, observing
          me the Merit Certificate to let me go into  As soon as the reel finished at the  the crowd. One night a woman came
          the workforce. He said that I looked big  Palace one brother would ride with it  out from the stalls to the foyer where
          enough to pull a ship up the Yarra.  on his push-bike and deliver it, not re-  we were both standing, and complained
            The bio-box was like a furnace on a  wound, to me. He would wait for our  about where she had to sit. It was a
          hot night. The operator Ray Holman  reel to finish and ride back to the  busy night and the theatre was close to
          always worked in his singlet. Those  Palace with it. Meanwhile his brother  full. With a “One moment madam,” he
          early projectors, two hand-cranked  would be setting off from the Palace  signalled to me to find her a different
          Simplex, had no backing mirror to  with the next one, and so it went on,  seat. I did so and showed her to it.
          concentrate the light                                                            She was soon out in the
          beam; sheer light                                                             foyer again, complaining
          intensity achieved the                                                        about the new seat. McLeish
          necessary brightness.                                                         walked over to the ticket
          The discomfort was                                                            office, refunded her money
          worth it. I was earning                                                       and told her that henceforth
          two pounds five                                                               she was not welcome at the
          shillings a week, big                                                         Rivoli.
          money for someone                                                                The directors of Junction
          fresh out of school.                                                          Theatres had their business
            An iron rule at the                                                         meetings in the manager’s
          Rivoli was that the                                                           office. One of them, a
          show must finish by                                                           prominent surgeon, bought
          10.45 pm to avoid                                                             me my first dinner suit and
          paying overtime to the                                                        shirt for my front of house
          orchestra. Timing the                                                         duties.
          show to the dot                                                                  I worked every show
          sometimes meant                                                               night at the Rivoli for ten
          winding so fast that the                                                      years without a break. I was
          intertiles jiggled and                                                        now married and also had a
          blurred. I could count                                                        day job as a motor
          on the manager Mr.                                                            mechanic. For the Centenary
          Langrell poking his                                                           of Melbourne celebrations in
          head in the door and                                                          1934 the city put on its best
                             Roy (Bernie) Turner with his 1930 Harley Davidson side-valve 650
          saying, “Can’t read                                                           party face, despite the
                             motorcycle and its 'zeppelin' sidecar. When parked outside the Broadway
          what’s happening!”                                                            economic gloom. Mr
                             the bike often aroused more interest than the show.
          Our response was                                                              Langrell suggested that I
          always the same, “Have to finish on  each trip a distance of about 3 km.  take a night off and go to town with
          time Mr. Langrell.” He was a kind  Later, a motor-bike rider took over the  Sylvia and see the lights.
          man, always worried, the spitting image  job.
                                                                                  The city did look a treat. The
          of actor Edward Everett Horton.      My role included collecting films
                                                                               brewery at the north end of Swanston
            I was in the box for about six  from distributors in the city. One of  Street had re-directed their steam pipes
          months when the union representative  them was in the basement of the  to create an illuminated waterfall.
          came around, discovered that I was  Majestic theatre in Flinders Street. I  Along Swanston Street the power poles
          under-age, and ordered me out. So I  was required to juggle 18 tins, each  were decorated like Christmas trees in
          became an assistant to Mr. Langrell,  containing one thousand feet of film. I  whorls of colour. We took it all in and
          which meant doing anything and    worked out a way to strap them to my  then had to decide what to do with the
          everything as required - doorman, usher,  body, like a coolie. If I went by tram  rest of the evening.
          ticket sales, opening and closing the  there was no charge for the cans. If I  With the introduction of talking
          curtains - learning all the skills needed  went by train I was required to travel in  pictures and the elimination of
          to maintain a well-run theatre. The  the Guard’s van and also pay a fare for  orchestras in suburban houses, Cecil
          downside was a reduction in wages.  the films.
                                                                               Bois was one of the few musicians who
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