C.O.C.A. Times

Issue: 2010-March - Vol 13 Num 1

AN ATOM V OF A CLOWN
by John Peterson
I love murder mysteries. If the author is a success-
ful writer, he has a franchise character, usually a cop
or a private detective who goes from one story to the
next solving crimes. The better the author, the more
complex the plot and the criminals. Regardless who the
author happens to be, if he has written multiple crime
novels, one of his stories will inevitably pit his hero
against the Mother of All Criminals, the serial killer.
I love serial killers. Serial killers are fascinating.
Smarter than the average person and far smarter than
the average criminal, the serial killer has consistent
personality traits. These traits have been studied and
detailed at length by the top law enforcement minds,
namely the FBI and their agents at the Behavioral Sci-
ences Laboratory. What they have distilled down after
studying all the serial killers they could get their hands
on is that these criminals are responding to ever increas-
ing stimuli, both mental and physical, dominating the
present but rooted in their past. As these forces become
more controlling in their lives, they are forced to act out
with ever increasing frequency. An intuitive cop with
a calendar can even accurately predict when the serial
killer will strike again. I'm not making this stuff up,
folks it's all there on your library shelves.
Art imitates life and I'm sure a lot of what shows up
in my books is soundly based in fact. Being a student
of human behavior myself, I am proposing today that
we stop wasting taxpayer money at that Behavioral Sci-
ences Lab and instead focus our attention for free on
the close cousin of the serial killer, the devoted coin-
op collector. I know some of you out there are nod-
ding your heads in affirmation and saying silently to
yourselves, "I could have killed for that Cai lie cast iron
piece at auction last week." As much as I acknowledge
and admire your zeal, this is not the part of serial kill-
ing I had in mind . I'm talking about the unrelenting,
unconscious and totally uncontrollable urges that force
us to pursue this hobby we love.
I have been collecting coin-op for quite a few years
now. How many exactly? Dearly Beloved would put
the number at "way too many" but I would estimate
that I've been accumulating games for around 16 years.
I would like to think that over that time, not only has
my knowledge increased but so has my self-control.
No longer am I a prisoner to the whims of the Coin-
Op Gods, forced to salivate spontaneously at each and
every item I discover on Ebay or in the latest auction
circular. I now have complete rein over my impulses.
I am in control!
Yeah, right. Like the serial killer, I find the need to
feed the monster only increases with time. lfl've gone
several months without a purchase, a mental itch begins
to form inside my brain. Unaware of exactly what is
going on, I find that I'm growing irritable. The coffee
in the morning doesn't taste quite as hot, the toast quite
as delicious. My attention span dimini shes and I'm curt
with friends and family. Why is this happening? What
has happened to my quality of life? I'm just not as hap-
py as I once was and I don't know why or how to fix it.
Then, as if by magic, that coin-operated beauty comes
into view. She shimmers and shines and dances in my
brain. She whispers in my ear. She is the siren call and
I am the sailor drowning at sea. If only I can own her, I
will be complete again. I try to look away but I cannot,
my gaze fixed upon her with longing and desire. I must
have her! I'm sure you get the idea. After you purchase
this "must have" gift to yourself, the urges subside and
you are sane again, but only for a while. Just like the
serial killer in the crime novel , the cycle of tension and
release repeats itself
over and over. Sound
familiar? Of course it
does. My latest acqui-
sition is a good case in
point.
Photo A
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Photo A is known
generically m the
trade as a "Bajazzo"
or clown catcher. The
play of the game is
somewhat similar to
our
kicker-catcher.
After depositing a
coin, the player lifts a
steel ball to the top of
the play-field where it drops down through a pin field.
The player manipul ates the catcher, the clown and if
the ball is caught, it drops into the interior mechanism
where it releases the payout. If the ball is missed, it
falls to the bottom slant rail and rolls into the out-hole
on the left side of the play-fi eld and back into the ma-
chine. This specific game was recently offered for sale
on Ebay. It was adverti sed as of German origin and
currently inoperative. The seller thought the game was
complete but had no speciali zed knowledge of this type
of machine. I, on the other hand, do have some knowl-
edge of these machines. I already own three. Why
would I want another? First Silly-Billy, see the above
paragraph. Second, my other Bajazzos have a different
mechanism with the payout coming from a coin-tube
inside the game. This machine has the attractive exter-
nal coin slide with the pay-out wheel at the end . When
you catch the ball, the wheel releases from two to four
of the coins trapped in the coin slide that then automati-
cally spill out into the payout cup at the bottom of the
door. The remaining coins in the track roll downward
in an enchanting parade of future promised wealth . I
find these games extremely attractive and compelling.
Back to my analogy of the murder mystery, we now
switch roles from the serial killer to that of the detective.
Collectors of European coin-operated games in general
and British games in specific face a unique problem
when compared to American collectors. Most Europe-
an games are not marked with any manufacturing iden-
tification. Adding to the confusion is the fact that some
games made in one country were produced specifically
for export to other countries. Part of the real challenge
for collectors of these games is detennining where the
game was produced, when and by whom.
Permit me to mention an aside here. For beginning
collectors of US slot machines, you have a different
challenge: determining original versus reproduction.
Numerous of the more popular American slot machines
from the golden era have been reproduced. In addition,
original games have been modified with parts from oth-
er slots of the era or with new parts. Sellers, some igno-
rant and some unscrupulous are offering these games as
untouched originals. The value between a true original
and a modified or repro game can be significant. Until
you gain the knowledge to be able to know the differ-
ence, your best insurance against being the victim of a
costly mistake is to deal with reputable dealers of slot
machines. You can find these honest men and women
here among your fellow COCA members. I will not
mention specific names for fear of offending others but
you can find them among our ranks. Patronize them
and learn the hobby from the best.
Back to Bajazzo. Like slot machines and allwin
games, many countries produced clown catchers. From
my research, it appears that the majority of these were
manufactured in Germany. Great Britain, France and
the United States also produced these games but in less-
er numbers. Here in the States, both Arcade Supply and
Caill e Brothers manufactured Bajazzos for a short pe-
riod. "Manufactured" may be the wrong term. Look-
ing at the clown games by both manufacturers, their
games could eas il y have been imported from Europe
and rebadged under the American names. Both compa-
nies introduced their clowns before the Great Depres-
sion and neither model survived the economic collapse
that shortly followed their introduction.
French clown games tend to have finer filigree work
on the play-field. The one British company known to
have produced the game, Pessers, Moody, Wraith &
Gurr had the decency to stamp their initials on the top
of the wood case just below the over-hang of the top
board. If you have a game with "PMWG" stamped into
the wood, your game is British. Probably. There is
speculation that even these games were made in Ger-
many and exported to Britain where the final act was
the stamping. Are you beginning to get a feel for the
challenges of European game identification?
The seller of my game posted many pictures of the
machine in his listing, both interior and exterior shots.
There was also ad language about "normal wear and
tear, hinge reinforcement" and other verbiage that told
the prospective purchaser it was a "buyer beware" trans-
action. Judging from the photos and my correspon-
dence with the seller, I knew this Bajazzo was meant
for me. In other words, I had the fever. My coffee was
not as hot; my toast was stale. I had to act. And act I
did. At the end of the auction I was the proud winner
of this Bajazzo. I immediately paid and now had only
to await delivery.
Prior to receiving my latest prize, I awoke one night
at 2 AM and could not get back to sleep. This happens
from time to time and when it does, my mind goes into
a free-wheeling mode during which I am just along for
the ride. This particular evening, my brain decided to
review my Bajazzo purchase. Stripped now of the fever
that , had accompanied the purchase, I began to see the
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