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July 16, 2006

HOTTER HOTTER HEAT

Another day, more heat, another trip to the multiplex. Today's movie: "The Devil Wears Prada." (Fran wanted to see it. Not me. Really.)

Review: The theater was too warm. They obviously didn't drop the A/C temperature down to compensate for the large crowds and high external temperatures. The movie was too long, which would have been a bonus had they not kept the A/C so warm. And the couple behind us would not shut up, the wife actually taking a cell phone call during the movie and not hanging up despite my and another gentleman's asking her to take the call outside. They also had the annoying tendency to complete lines of dialogue before the actors could, then congratulating themselves on being so clever. That they didn't end up wearing any of my medium Cherry Coke is a testament to my great powers of restraint.

The movie itself? Eh. OK for what it is (chique flique) but with unlikeable characters (including characters you're supposed to like), preposterous plot holes, and being set in a world in which I have absolutely no interest. Other than that, it's great.


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July 17, 2006

OKAY, JUST DUMP EVERYTHING RIGHT HERE. I'M ALREADY BURIED UNDER A PILE OF OTHER CRAP

Tip: If you're going to have construction work- noisy, dusty, loud construction work- done on your property right next to your neighbors' house, you tell them in advance, preferably when you decide to apply for a municipal permit. That way, if the noise and dust will, say, interfere with the neighbor's working in his home office, at least he'll have a few months' warning and maybe be able to arrange some alternatives.

Or you can do what ours did and just start the jackhammering this morning right outside my window. Surprise!

In fairness, the neighbor is being apologetic and wants to accomodate, but it's a little too late- I can't very well spend the money to rent an office and get it fitted out with computers and broadband access, and spending every day nursing a soda and bagel at Panera Bread to leech off their Wi-Fi is not an acceptable alternative. And we're looking at three months of cement trucks, sawing, hammering, air guns, and general construction inconvenience.

Hospitals, doctors, huge expenses, car troubles, uncomfortable heatwaves, and now this. Do I have to repeat it? 2006 sucks.


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July 18, 2006

WHY I JUST DON'T LISTEN TO HIM THAT MUCH ANYMORE

From the New York Daily News this morning:

    The party - or much of it, anyway - eventually moved to the Star Room in Wainscott, where Hamptons mag was celebrating cover girl Beth Ostrosky, aka Howard Stern's girlfriend. In the club's VIP area, two beefy bodyguards loomed over the Sirius radio jock and his mate, bellowing to passersby: "No pictures!" Also present were Billy Joel's wife, Katie; Simmons; the ubiquitous Hiltons, and even a Kuwaiti prince.

Imagine what the old Howard would have said about celebrities hiding behind body guards insisting that fans put their cameras away. In the Hamptons, with rich celebs and a prince, no less.

Stern is everything he used to lampoon, only worse. It's been this way for years now. I'm glad he's happy- I HOPE he's happy, and he has a lot to be happy about- but he turned into Imus about 10 years ago. And you already knew that.


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July 19, 2006

THIS WEEK'S "LETTER": HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU...

This week's All Access newsletter dealt with some of my annoyances this week and what talk radio folks can learn from my pain:

This week: ye olde cell-phone-in-the-movie-theater topic and what it means for talk radio. Sort of. Bear with me here.

We went to a couple of movies this weekend, because it was as hot as it gets around here and we don't have A/C (we depend on the ocean breeze, and the ocean let us down). Before the movie, the theater showed a series of messages with the same message:

-Turn off your cell phone.
-Quiet! Be courteous- don't talk and silence your ringer.
-Cingular says: turn off your cell phones. Thanks!
-For the last time, turn off the damn cell phone or we'll come and smash it with a sledgehammer!


Okay, I made the last one up, but you've seen the messages. They repeat it over and over, and with each one, you see people finally realizing THIS MEANS ME! and pulling out their RAZRs and Nokias and turning them off for the duration. All but one- the woman behind me. About a half hour into the picture ("The Devil Wears Prada"- what can I say, Fran wanted to see it and I wanted two hours of air conditioning), the woman's phone rang.

And she answered it.

And she started a conversation.

And I turned around and told her to take it outside. And she didn't.

And another guy told her to shut up. And she didn't.

And after she finished her call, she and her husband proceeded to loudly finish lines of dialogue before the actors could, and congratulated each other for guessing correctly what they'd say.

The point: the theater had told the audience at least three times to shut the hell up, and at least one couple DIDN'T GET THE MESSAGE. It was projected in huge letters right in front of their eyes, it was read over the sound system, it's common sense, and she somehow managed to miss ALL of it.

The talk radio point: when your PD or consultant tells you to repeat the call letters and repeat the topic and repeat the phone number over and over, there's a reason. For every listener who whines that you say that stuff too much, there are dozens who won't retain anything unless you say it and say it again and say it over and over and over until it sinks in. Think that's trivial? Put a ratings diary in one of those thick-headed listener's hands. And having reviewed a lot of ratings diaries, I can tell you that a lot of diarykeepers can't always tell you what they're listening to, so you have to help them along a little. Repetition aids retention. But you knew that.

Another point: I got angry from this couple's behavior. I couldn't enjoy the rest of the movie because of it. (And because the movie isn't all that good, but that's a separate issue) This week, not only was there the cell phone thing, but I discovered our neighbors had gotten a permit to add an extension that will mean construction noises right outside my office window all day for the next three months, I got caught behind someone driving well below the speed limit in the car pool lane on the 405 because, well, they could, a doctor's appointment started over an hour and a half late with no explanation, and the Phillies' bullpen couldn't hold a three run lead in the seventh. Each one of things pushed me to the brink of blowing my stack.

That's bad for my blood pressure and bad for anyone near me at the time, but that's the kind of passion that's good for talk radio. Think about what YOU like to listen to or watch: do you prefer hearing someone discuss something with no passion or vested interest in it, or someone melting down over a minor issue? Use that energy and passion- if something has you spitting mad, talk about it on the air. (Critics always say talk radio's just a bunch of angry people anyway- might as well talk about stuff you're REALLY angry about)

And if, unlike me, you aren't aggravated on a daily basis, you can always check the vast collection of topic fodder, news links, and stupid jokes located in the Talk Topics column at All Access News-Talk-Sports. This week so far, you'll find items about the invasion of the Juggalos, what cell phones and your pet have in common, the folks who are selling "modest" women's bathing suits, whether "funny" is stil funny almost 50 years later, another reason not to take a cruise (replete with "Titanic" references), why most people stop their cars before changing drivers on the road, how goofing off in class has gone high-tech, the rules for office attire in this ridiculously hot weather, why raising wolves for fun and profit might not be a good idea, how the Great Southwest Airlines Assigned Seating Experiment is going so far, why some folks are putting worms in their trash baskets, this year's Best Place To Live that probably isn't where YOU live, why the patrons at record stores are looking a little longer in the tooth, the use of Barry Manilow as a weapon, and how your employer may outsource your major surgeries to India, plus plenty of links about the war in the Middle East, the heat wave, and cow chip throwing contests- you know, the "real" news. Later today, I'll add "10 Questions With..." GreenStone Media morning co-host/comic/reporter/Renaissance woman Maureen Langan, and the Talent Toolkit with sites for unusual background information about the Israel-Hezbollah war is already posted. And you can wander through the rest of All Access with the industry's fastest/best/most independent news coverage, columns galore, the incredibly complete Industry Directory, radio's best job listings, message boards so you can burn your bridges, and all sorts of other radio- and music-related stuff. Check it out- it's all free.

Next Week: Okay, I'll stop promising next week's topic, because I always change my mind. I'm sure it'll be something involving me being irritated again. It's what I do.


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July 20, 2006

NAMES MAKE THE MAN

I get press releases:

    ATLANTA – July 20, 2006 – Cox Radio (NYSE: CXR) announced today the appointment of Murph Dawg as the newest member of the morning show team on 95.5 The Beat WBTS-FM serving the Atlanta, Georgia market. Murph Dawg will join Stacy C on weekdays, Monday through Friday, from 6:00 a.m. to 10:00 a.m. starting August 14, 2006.

    For the last five years, Murph Dawg has served as an on-air personality at Cox Radio’s sister station, Hot 98.1 WHZT-FM, serving Greenville, South Carolina.

    "We are thrilled to welcome Murph Dawg to the 95.5 The Beat morning show team," said Cagle, Program Director for The Beat. "His creative spirit and non-stop enthusiasm will be a great addition to our morning program as he joins Stacy C in entertaining our dedicated listener base."

    "This represents a great opportunity for me,” said Murph Dawg. “I am really excited to join Stacy C and The Beat morning show team. The Beat has a winning formula and I look forward to contributing to the station’s success."

Well.

I don't know Murph Dawg, or Stacy C, either. And I'm sure they're all nice folks, and talented, too. All I know is that I'm more than a little mortified by wacky "radio names." "Murph Dawg"- note that it's "Dawg," not "Dog," because it's more hip-hop, and the kids, they love the hip-hop. (It's hip-hop circa the Arsenio Hall Show's reign, actually, but not to quibble.) "Stacy C"- last names are SO "old people." It's a non-stop party at The Beat!

At the last station where I worked, we had a few of those names- we had a Chase, for example, just "Chase." Nobody except radio DJs and characters on "24" are called "Chase." Nobody but actors and radio people have the last name "St. James." It's not a coincidence that some radio people share names with movie and TV characters- KROQ's "Ted Stryker" doesn't have that on his birth certificate. (We shall not, however, denigrate the fine TV writer/producer/Dodgers press box denizen/former Top 40 DJ Beaver Cleaver) (And people who use variants on their real name- "Fast Larry Wax"- or childhood-bestowed nicknames, like The Actor Gregg Hughes In The Role Of Opie, for example- are similarly exempt) Radio is an industry with zero self respect.

But maybe radio just got to where the rest of the world is going a little faster. The top 20 singles include contributions from people going by the names Timbaland, Yung Joc, Snoop Dogg, Lil Jon, E-40, Chamillionaire, Kayzie Bone, Young Dro, and Too $hort. You can have a serious acting career named Ice Cube or Ice-T or Mos Def.

And maybe I should have a name like that, because all of them are doing better than me. Probably best not to use my initials, though. I've heard every joke about that already.


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July 21, 2006

IT'S A BEAUTIFUL (HOT, SWEATY) DAY (NIGHT) FOR A (BORING, UNEVENTFUL) BALL GAME

Back late from the ballpark. I had every intention of bringing back a bunch of photos, and I did have my camera with me, but I got distracted by the oppressive heat and managed to forget that I had the camera with me.

The game? Uneventful 2-0 Cardinals win. The Dodgers had no offense going at all and couldn't do anything with Suppan, but it wasn't like the Cardinals were doing much with Penny, either, except for a monumental home run by Chris Duncan that reached the back of the right field bullpen. The most remarkable part of the evening was the continuing exploitation of Kenny Lofton's lack of arm by opposing teams- when runners advanced from first and second to second and third on an average-depth fly ball, it almost seemed like a deliberate slap in the face. A runner tagging and making it safely from first to second on a lazy fly to center? That's gotta hurt.

As did J.D. Drew, who took a pitch on the knee and, surprise, surprise, came out of the game. He stayed on the ground for what seemed like an eternity, then gingerly walked on the leg and hobbled directly to the bench. Was he really injured that bad? Maybe- he took a pretty good shot to the patella- but after years of long absences for injuries his teammates think he should have played through, you almost want to see his shin hanging on by the tendons before believing that he's really hurt. You can't cry wolf so many times without raising suspicion.

Another forgettable night at the ballpark. That's OK. I still love this game.


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July 22, 2006

TODAY AT THE AIR-CONDITIONED MOVIES: "CLERKS II"

Just in time for the weekend, the temperatures rose even higher. There's a breeze, but it's a hot breeze, Santa Ana-ish, even. Just stepping out of the air-conditioned car buys you a convection-oven blast. So it was back to the theater today.

"Clerks 2" came with more-than-adequate air conditioning, which may have been because there weren't a lot of people there. There was, however, the young man who blurted out comments every so often throughout the trailers, repeating "they've REALLY run out of ideas" twice, hoping to dazzle all of us with his wit and perspicacity. He didn't.

The movie was okay, amusing enough. The problem Kevin Smith has in this one amounts to this:

1. Brian O'Halloran and Jeff Anderson can't really act, and they REALLY- especially O'Halloran- can't deliver Smith's more precisely-worded passages in a remotely natural way.
2. Brian O'Halloran and Jeff Anderson were the stars of the first movie.
3. You can't replace the stars of the first movie in a sequel like this.
4. Ergo, you're stuck with them. You can stick a real actress (Rosario Dawson) in with them, but it'll only put the stars' deficiencies in sharper relief.

That being said, and noting that their presence gave the movie the same low-budget, hey-kids-let's-make-a-movie feel as the first, it did the job. Nothing profound, and it's really a bunch of set pieces with a thin plot threading them together, but if that's all you expect, you'll be happy. I did laugh several times The notorious donkey show scene is cringe-inducing but funny. But what Smith does best are the fanboy arguments, especially one where Randal argues the merits of "Star Wars" over a co-worker and patron's insistence that the "Lord of the Rings" trilogy was better. If the whole movie was just two fanboys arguing over minutae, it would have been just fine, because Smith knows that territory.

And he knows his little slice of northern Monmouth County, New Jersey. Any Jersey residents or expatriates will add a half-grade just for that, even though Jersey hardly looks like a paradise in the movie. Throw in a few cameos (Jason Lee, Ethan Suplee, and Ben (ugh) Affleck from the Smith repretory company and Wanda Sykes and Earthquake as a couple appalled by Randal's inadvertent, sort of, racism), a gratuitous and silly dance number, and Jay and Silent Bob, and it's a decent cheap diversion.

And did I mention the air conditioning? Very nice. Thumbs up to the Regal Avenue 13 this time around.


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