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August 6, 2006

AT THE MOVIES: A "SCOOP" OF SALAD DRESSING

The energy level was marginally better today. It's perhaps my body adjusting to my changed diet, or maybe I've been invaded by alien bacteria from the planet Slowass. Either way, at least I'm ambulatory. But I need some days off soon.

The latest trip to the multiplex as for "Scoop," the current Woody Allen stab at relevance. This one's a comedy, and despite the whooping of a couple of overly enthusiastic seniors in the audience who laughed even at stuff not intended to be humorous, it wasn't all that funny or original. An opening sequence with bunch of grizzled journalists at a pub toasting a dead colleague was straight out of "Broadway Danny Rose," death makes a Bergmanesque return visit, and it's all about a fairly lame "murder mystery," with Scarlett Johansson terribly miscast as a Jewish college student from Brooklyn trying to break into journalism by sleeping with her subjects. Woody's in it as a magician enlisted in helping her "crack the case," Ian Mcshane is the dead journalist makign cameo appearances to provide Scarlett with tips, Hugh Jackman's the heartthrob rich guy suspect, and it's all terribly average. Scarlett's dialogue makes her a Woody mouthpiese even when he's standing right there in the same scene, and, sadly, he can't write dialogue for anyone other than himself- it's all very stilted and weird. You can predict the ending without seeing the movie, so go ahead and do that.

But the worst part was the guy next to me EATING A SMELLY SALAD IN THE CROWDED THEATER:

I hate you, sir.


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August 7, 2006

A FEW MORE OF "MY FAVORITES" THINGS, OR "LEAVE ME ALONE, I'M TIRED"

The energy level is creeping upwards, but only creeping. Still strangely worn out. Tonight will be a limited-motion evening; maybe I'll summon up enough energy to press the buttons on the remote.

While I'm being lazy, though, I'm gonna just put up a coupla YouTube things, like:

Alvin, Simon, and Theodore sell liquid soap in 1964:

A truly odd 1950's Kellogg's Corn Flakes commercial ("eaten and digested like lightning!") from the UK:


Charles Nelson Reilly in a banana suit, in front of a classroom filled with kids in similar banana suits, and nary a Department of Child Services worker in sight:

Enough.


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August 8, 2006

OLD AND OUT OF THE WAY

Greg Maddux pitched tonight, so the press box was packed and there were a lot of walk-up tickets sold at game time. And he did okay, seven hits and two earned runs in six innings, hardly the no-hit six innings he threw in his previous start but not terrible. And the Dodgers picked him up with three late runs to win the game.

But the guy's 40, and it's pretty impressive for that age. I'm, well, 40-something, and I can't do what he does. (I couldn't do it at 30, either, or 20, or 15, but that's another story) When the talk in the press box turned to the recent media game played at the stadium, I realized, well, I can't do that, either. I can't do a whole lot of competitive athletic endeavors anymore. Two sore knees and two sore hips will do that to you.

I don't exactly miss playing basketball or baseball or running faster than a slow slog. What I miss is being ABLE to do that. It didn't bother me that I wasn't much good at any sport, as long as I felt capable of, say, running up and down a court and hitting a jumper without being too out of breath, or being able to leg out a base hit without looking like Grandpa when the bursitis started acting up. If I'd actually been good at any sport, this would be agony. As it is, I hate the idea that I'm not as spry as I used to be.

"Spry." That's a word you associate with the elderly. And if you're not elderly but not spry, what then? That's how I'm feeling lately- aching all over, limping, sore, not the same as I was even a year ago.

More power to Greg Maddux. Wish I could still, you know, DO stuff like that. Maybe 20 fewer pounds would help. We'll see, I hope.


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August 9, 2006

DELUSIONS OF ADEQUACY

It took me all evening to finally squeeze out the All Access newsletter for this week, only two days late.

Got nothing left.

Will just point out that the Phillies have not looked better in ages since jettisoning Bell, Abreu, Lidle, Cormier, and Franklin. I'm not crazy enough to expect a wild card this year or, absent some deals and signings, anything much next year, but it really is more fun to watch this lineup, made up mostly of guys who try hard (and Burrell) than it was to watch the lineup they had for the last few seasons. And Utley's scoring from second on a front-of-the-plate one-hop chopper to the mound was as heads-up as it gets.

But I'm not crazy. And I'm a Phillies fan. So skepticism shall continue to rule the day. (Pretty amazin', though)


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August 10, 2006

THIS WEEK'S "THE LETTER": GET A JOB

Odd that I just started reading this book and it just so happens that the news brings stark illustration of the book's topic.

Anyway, this week's "The Letter" newsletter for All Access is concerned with more mundanities, like getting a job (it was written before the news from London):

Lately, I've been getting a flood of calls and e-mails and letters from talk hosts looking for jobs. And I've been getting behind in corresponding with everyone as the stack of CDs and resumes gets taller on my desk and the e-mails keep coming, and I apologize to you all for my inability to catch up with the backlog, because I really do want to see everyone get gainful employment. But I know that the job market can seem impossible to navigate these days. What do you do to stand out? How do you get a job with companies cutting back and consolidating and with so much syndication out there?

Beats me.

No, actually, there ARE things you should do to increase your chances. One is to network. A lot of jobs go not to the person who sends a CD and resume but instead go to someone the PD or consultant already knows. Well, "know" is a relative term. "Is aware of" is probably more accurate. The PD probably has an idea of the kind of show he or she is looking for, but the chances of finding that in a stack of CDs are more remote than thinking about the people with whom you're familiar and deciding that, yeah, that guy at that station would be perfect for this slot. And that's why you need people to know who you are BEFORE there's a position open at their stations. Like in Hollywood and in other equally respected industries like prostitution and drug dealing, it's all about who you know. You can plug away and get great ratings and never move forward, because nobody knows about your story, or you can get phone and e-mail and in-person relationships going with key decision mak ers- PDs, consultants, the GM's golfing partner who tells him everything that's wrong with the station- and be one of those people about whom they say "hey, what about that guy? You know, the guy at that station. The one with the... you know, that guy." They might even remember your name, which means you're ahead of the game.

That's one way, and an important one. Another is to not give anyone any reason to hate your guts. I'm not going to go into detail here, but let's just say that if you've insulted, disrespected, or ignored someone in the past, don't expect them to be all that thrilled about helping you. That's all I'm saying. You know who you are. Some people have long memories.

What to put in your aircheck? The problem is that different PDs are looking for different things, but when I was a PD, scoped or unscoped didn't matter. What did matter was this: you have 30 seconds. If I don't hear something that will keep me listening in the very opening of the tape, you're gone. Harsh? What do you think listeners do when they tune in to your show? If there isn't something entertaining, compelling, interesting right away, it's off to another station. I can't tell you how many airchecks I heard over the years started with long, heavily produced intros instead of what I wanted to hear, THE SHOW. And production values aren't as important to me as content and style. One of the best hires I made was off a crudely "produced" cassette with two guys in a production studio in market number infinity doing a mock talk show- they'd never even worked together on the air, it was rough, but within the first seconds I heard what I was looking for. I got lots of s lickly produced tapes and agents' packages for that job, but I went for the one that got right to the point and entertained me from the very beginning. So that's what worked for me. But other PDs may be looking for something else, so take that for what it's worth (a guy who isn't hiring anyone telling you who he'd hire if he was making the decisions, which he isn't).

And be prepared to move. It's that kind of market out there.

What's the future for the business? Satellite, podcasting, WiMax? How will that impact your career? Let's save that for another week. I don't feel like scaring anyone right now. Instead, cheer up with the cavalcade of whimsy that is Talk Topics, the radio industry's biggest and most widely read show prep column, available exclusively at All Access News-Talk-Sports. This week so far? Stories about some celebrities arrested on a street named after them, a woman who woke up to find something on her body that hadn't been there before she fell asleep, a particularly unfortunate celebrity political endorsement, a couple of reasons not to travel to Italy, the actual scientific explanation for those Mentos-and-Diet Coke explosions, exactly how fat soda really makes you, a parade in New Zealand that'll put the Macy's parade to shame, the train wreck that is Maurice Clarett, a link to an entire article about the fabulous world of gum, a lawyer who couldn't resist passing the bar (rimshot!), someone who got fired by text message, the decline of civilization as measured by the popularity- or mere existence- of "Pants-Off Dance Off," and an article about weirdos- like me- who don't have air conditioning, plus "real news" links and commentary about the Middle East, the primary elections, and Paris Hilton proclaiming her celibacy. Add to that "10 Questions With..." "Family Matters Radio" producer and co-host and cool person Caroline Kruse, the Talent Toolkit with some good bookmarkable sources for Hollywood news and gossip, and the rest of All Access with the industry's fastest/most complete/ginchiest news coverage in Net News, message boards, columns, the incredible Industry Directory, and Mediabase 24/7 charts, all that music radio stuff, you know, and, well, it's all pretty amazing. And free. Free? No wonder the number of users has gone through the roof lately.

Next week: I (finally) take a few days off. Will that improve my coherence? We'll find out.


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August 11, 2006

MIKE, WE ACTUALLY DID KNOW YE

Mike Douglas died this morning.

I watched Mike Douglas virtually every day as a kid. It's not that he was cool- he was resolutely not. It's not that he was exciting- he was resolutely not. It was... well, I'm not sure why. Maybe it was because it was relaxed, kinda corny, but low-stress, the same every day. Maybe it was the Philly thing, a little unrefined, definitely not Hollywood.

Maybe it was the guests. You know about things like the John and Yoko week, but usually you got David Brenner, Don Rickles, Totie Fields, your Vegas/Borscht Belt comics. I liked that, and getting rock bands was a bonus. It was like Top 40 radio of the day, with acts that didn't belong together sharing the stage. It was a low-rent Sullivan show. It was goofy stunts and huge-name guests and Mike singing a corny song, sometimes with the guest. I wish there was a show like it- Ellen DeGeneres is closest, but she's way too aware, if you know what I mean. You need a clueless middle-aged or older crooner who has no idea about the rock and the roll. Mike and Merv, that's what you need.

Never saw it? That's what YouTube's for. Clips galore, but mostly of the musical performance variety,

Here he is with Judy Garland in 1968- she had only a year left, and it shows:

And KISS, of all people:

Zappa?:

Freda Payne:

Shirley Bassey (check out the hairdos in this clip):

These clips don't do justice to the weirdness of the show, in which these stars would end up participating in a cooking segment or some stunt, the star looking bewildered, the host beaming inanely. It's not quite Joe Franklin-level weird- that deserves its own column- but it's the kind of honest-weird you don't see anymore. "The Mike Douglas Show" was weird without trying. We're all too jaded and cynical for this kind of entertainment, I guess, but it would be fun to see it again.


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August 12, 2006

LEAVE ME ALONE

I'm actually off today- took a few days while my sister's in town to sleep late and not write the normal load. So that's what I'm doing.

Besides, it's Saturday night. Being at the computer right now is pretty sad, so I'm stopping now. Shouldn't you?


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