20. February 2017 · Comments Off on PerryVision! President’s Day Special Plus One · Categories: All Access, Radio, Video

Here’s Friday’s and Monday’s PerryVision! videos on talk radio for AllAccess.com.

First up, from just before Friday’s deluge hit, on the devaluation of the human part of radio:

And today’s hit, on the value of independence for talk radio hosts and the danger of hitching your wagon to the wrong star:

15. February 2017 · Comments Off on PerryVision! Trifecta: Snow, Hollywood, and Diversity · Categories: All Access, Podcasting, Radio, Video

Almost forgot to post the PerryVision videos, so let’s catch up:

There. That wasn’t so hard, was it?

09. February 2017 · Comments Off on PerryVision! 2/9/17 – Radio Free Alexa · Categories: All Access, Podcasting, Radio, Video

In which the future of the radio business arrives, things get hard to hear, and the future proves it has some work to do before it’s totally ready. Plus some Ken Burns effects because I was too lazy to turn them off, and a sub-Dad Joke.

08. February 2017 · Comments Off on PerryVision! 2/8/17 — Crow Podcast · Categories: All Access, Podcasting, Radio, Video

Ohai. This is the first video I did for the new All Access News-Talk-Sports-Podcast email newsletter. It’s cheap and shaky and stupid and goofy, which is kind of the point. Observe:

In which AllAccess.com’s Today’s Talk newsletter debuts, a very expensive radio deal is analyzed, and crows interfere, because that’s what crows do. Also, a ficus is introduced, things shake, and Perry gets redundant.

01. January 2017 · Comments Off on The First Thing You Hear In 2017, And I’m Sorry · Categories: Podcasting, Radio

Hey, I’m on the first 2017 episode of the “Sound Off” podcast with Matt Cundill. You can hear it here if you wish. I get ornery about radio’s performance in 2016 and the development, or lack of same, of the podcasting industry as well. It’s not upbeat.

Happy New Year, y’all!

16. April 2016 · Comments Off on NAB Show, Day One: Gonna Set My Soul On Fire · Categories: Convention, Radio

The flight from LAX was uneventful, being only about 45 minutes, give or take. I was, as I always seem to be, on my way to yet another convention, prepared to sit in the back of the room through endless panels, writing dry descriptions and verbatim quotes for the web and complaints and jokes for the social media audience. It is, as much as I don’t want to think about it, what I do for a living. There are worse fates.

But the flight was filled with people heading to Las Vegas for purposes other than business. There were bros wearing sunglasses on the dimly-lit aircraft (it was a Virgin America flight, which by definition means dim lighting and ambient chill music and various shades of pink and red and purple. I will miss that when Alaska Airlines takes over and bleaches it all out), families with screaming children, tourists speaking several different languages, and a couple eating foul-smelling sandwiches across the aisle from me. It was more bus than aircraft. But it was a short bus ride.

On the shuttle to the rental car center, a family from Illinois near St. Louis but originally from Chicago was clustered by the driver. I knew where they were from because a) the father, propping their baby up on his shoulder, proclaimed as such, loudly, to the driver, and b) dad was wearing a Jimmy Butler jersey, unfortunate since dad also sported a beer belly and the jersey, worn sans undershirt, didn’t stand a chance. Butler’s 21 looked more like 2 1, with a pasty expanse of skin peeking out from the bottom. The driver and dad were discussing football, and by that I mean that football teams and terms came up, but this was not by any means an informed discussion. Someone said that Brock Osweiler had signed with Tennessee, and that Tennessee was going to be tough with him and that guy from Philly, by which I assume they meant DeMarco Murray, and by which I also assume that they didn’t see Murray play last season. Osweiler, having been misplaced, also somehow became misidentified, compared to Wes Welker, which in retrospect wasn’t totally off since both are white and played for Denver. It was like bizarro world sports radio. I’ve heard worse.

For a Saturday night, Vegas seems fairly empty. McCarran was quiet, the car rental was quick, traffic from there to the Venetian was practically nonexistent, and the casino buzz was mostly from pockets of revelers here for bachelor and bachelorette parties, young people in modified formal wear and brightly colored hair — pink and purple were popular — while the guests of honor all seemed to be wearing “Bachelor” and “Bachelorette” sashes. That’s a thing now, I guess. Maximum embarrassment is the goal, and sashes are step one. But there were fewer people than I’m used to seeing here in front of whom to be embarrassed — walking around in wacky attire and a sash is less mortifying if there’s no audience, and there weren’t that many people hovering, though when I checked in (practically no line — the clerk apologized for making me wait, and I informed her that I was waiting for all of perhaps two minutes), I was told that two of the hotel’s tall towers were sold out and only the wing I was in had any vacancies. Someone’s here, I just didn’t see them.

But I imagine that by the time the NAB Show, the convention for which I’m here, gets underway in full on Monday, there’ll be the usual convention mobs. The NAB Show isn’t on the level of CES, but it’s big, and it’s survived by pivoting from being primarily a broadcast TV convention with some radio involved to going all-in on online video, movie making, and other new media things that aren’t necessarily about broadcasting, which is relegated to management and engineering tracks and a couple of luncheons. And it’s worked; the new media stuff has created buzz where there’d been none just a few years ago.

Needless to say, I won’t get to be where the buzz is. I’ll be covering the radio-related stuff. And radio-related stuff tends to involve the desperate quest to get FM chips and the NextRadio app onto every cell phone, plus the obligatory and desolate HD Radio booth and a series of panels of increasing mind-numbing boredom. But there’s also the RAIN Summit, which takes place on Sunday and is all about digital audio like podcasting and streaming, although it’s also a day for me to sit in the back and think, hey, I’m more of an expert on this stuff than these guys are. But I always think that. And there ARE conventions where I get to prove that, like at the panel the other day at the Worldwide Radio Summit and one at the upcoming Conclave. This isn’t those, unfortunately.

So, I’m here. On a Saturday night. Alone. In my hotel room. No time for fun; I have to be up early tomorrow. I have conventioneering to do….

25. January 2014 · Comments Off on STILL HERE · Categories: All Access, Nerdist, Radio, Television, Work

No, I haven’t gone back on my promise. Not intentionally, that is. It’s just been frantic here – both jobs swamping me at the same time a vicious headache came to visit and linger. Hence…

You can read my latest All Access column here. People seem to like it. I don’t know. Whatever.

Here, don’t remember if I ever borrowed this from Tim Lones, the Cleveland TV historian:

1957. Cool.

14. February 2013 · Comments Off on PHILADELPHIA RADIO, 1973 · Categories: Radio

Man, I love this stuff. Philadelphia radio, circa 1973, a bandscan checking some of the major stations of the time:

Remarkable, isn’t it, that KYW sounds pretty much the same today. WFIL was the typical Top 40 of the era, with legend Dr. Don Rose (who lingered on in Philly as the voice of Channel 48’s cartoon block long after he decamped to San Francisco). WIBG sounded sluggish by comparison, and did until the end; by the time they tried to reinvent themselves as Wizzard 100, the handwriting was on the wall for AM Top 40. It’s interesting to hear WIP and WPEN, middle-of-the-road stations that were all over the dial, all over the country in that time, and are now practically nonexistent, replaced by “adult contemporary,” which has slowly mutated into more of an adult Top 40 as tastes changed and audiences aged. You couldn’t do now what Ken Garland was doing back then — the appeal is too old, the pace too slow. For its time, though, that was a dominant form of radio.

The YouTuber who posted this, stevations, has a bunch of airchecks posted from that era. I could listen to them all day.

04. May 2012 · Comments Off on THE NEWSWATCH NEVER STOPS · Categories: Radio

While I have a second, there’s this, found in David Gleason’s invaluable Broadcasting Magazine archive:

That’s how WINS in New York addressed ad agency questions about its about-to-debut all-News format. It’s not like WINS was the first all-News station; Gordon MacLendon had gotten there first, at XETRA in Tijuana and at WNUS in Chicago — but it was the first in New York and far more ambitious than MacLendon could afford. People really had nothing to go on, no idea what it would sound like, or whether, as the last question asks, they’d run out of news. 47 years later, they haven’t run out.

18. March 2012 · Comments Off on HERE I AM AGAIN · Categories: Meta, Radio

It’s been an interesting few months.

I’ve been a little — no, a LOT busy with my day jobs. Both All Access and Nerdist are going extremely well, but my responsibilities for both have left practically no time to do anything here. Hence, the silence. And then, unbeknownst to me because I never got a notice and I don’t remember everything, this domain briefly expired. But when I discovered that, I took care of it. And now, we’re back.

So, let’s throw up a little thing I found in the interim, circa 1966, ad artwork from the legendary Jack Davis with the lineup of proto-talk station WNBC New York, featuring Brad Crandall, Big Wilson, Bill Mazer, Edith Walton, and Mimi Benzell. That was a different kind of talk radio, to be sure. I remember listening to Crandall, Wilson, and Mazer; only Mazer’s still with us, at 92 years old, having been on radio and TV in New York forever and giving us “Sports Extra,” which for sports fans in the New York area in the 1970s was must-watch TV every Sunday night in the pre-ESPN era.

Okay, see? Back. I won’t be posting every day like the old days, but I WILL be posting. An eight-year habit’s hard to break. In the meantime, there’s also Twitter, All Access, and Nerdist, too.