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October 1, 2006

DO THEY HAVE DAY OF ATONEMENT SALES AT MACY'S YET?

It's past sundown on Yom Kippur, and I suppose I should wrap this up and start observing, but I know I'm going to work and drink and probably eat at some point, so I can't even start the charade of pious observance. But that doesn't mean I don't appreciate the meaning of the day. It's hard, however, to think about atoning after the year we've had. I'm sure that I can come up with plenty for which to atone, but so much has happened TO us as opposed as BECAUSE OF us that the whole thing seems surreal. Apologize? Okay, but under the circumstances, I'd say we did pretty well.

I'll think about the things I'd like to take back and I'll think about being a better person. I'll just do it while doing other stuff, too. Doesn't make me less sorry. And on that note of rationalization, I'll talk to you tomorrow night.


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October 2, 2006

SECOND QUARTER ANGST- NOW IN HD!

It's Monday Night Football time, and that means I'm planted on the couch in front of the plasma screen. Having an HDTV means I get to see the Eagles screw up much more clearly. For some reason, seeing Buckhalter fumble twice within the 5 and the Eagles defense playing back on its heels isn't any more enjoyable in 720p resolution.

But it's early, the Igs are in the lead, and I want to believe, even if they just gave up a 53 yard field goal. Now, excuse me while I plot the course of destruction if they can't beat the crummy Packers at home.


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IT APPARENTLY WASN'T IN THE CASEY KASEM BOOK CLUB

From All Access today:

"There's a poet out there who says 'you can never go home'...that guy's an idiot," DEMERY told ALL ACCESS.

Thomas Wolfe. "You Can't Go Home Again." Book title. Not a poet, dude.

I love when radio people try to act all edjamacated and stuff.

Sigh.


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October 3, 2006

BIGGER IS BADDER

I've been watching the FCC open hearing on media ownership today, and without an exception, every single speaker said one of the following things:

1. Big media is bad. Bad, bad, bad.

That's it. And most of that insinuated that the big owners- they couldn't agree whether it was five or six- are evil conservatives who are preventing the public from getting good programming and music.

They have a point in this: the TV networks now can own and favor the production houses in which they own an interest. Yeah, that's bad. But most of the comments were about things like "I recorded a WONDERFUL song that those terrible radio stations wouldn't play" and "my news story wasn't covered because of those bad media companies" and "I can't get a job because of the big bad media." Everyone agreed that they have the right to be heard and seen on radio and TV. And they believe that they are entitled to a job in the media.

Since when? Hey, I want that deal, too. Forget qualification- I demand a high-paying network job making programming decisions.

There were also several people who used their time to espouse their politics, from the woman upset that she can't hear Pacifica in the high desert to State Senator Gil Cedillo upset that broadcasters don't support illegal immigration. One woman even ripped Ronald Reagan, just a few years too late. Another ripped Clear Channel for playing a parody song and wouldn't give up the mic, finally chanting "ownership limits" over and over. And there were more than a few old lefty guys with grey ponytails and dotty middle-aged hippie women complaining about Fox News. (I particularly enjoyed the woman who looked like Selma Diamond and sounded like a cross between her and Mrs. Big Head on "Rocko's Modern Life")

And the Internet doesn't count, it seems. You can get any programming you want on the Net, but the commenters basically said that only the big broadcast outlets count. We're in an era with unprecedented opportunity, unprecedented avenues for access, and these people are living in a world where they think they can't reach people.

One guy stepped forth to espouse the free market. He had the biggest balls in the room, because nobody there- maybe the three Republican commissioners, but that's it- agreed with him. He got boos. He was right, of course- he pointed out that today, you can hear Rush and Franken, read Drudge and Kos, get both sides, but they booed him, maybe because he's right and they know it.

The audience ate up the lefty stuff, though, hooting and cheering like a particularly hungry Arsenio Hall audience. Why they thought anyone with an opposing view would show up, I don't know. They probably didn't. I wouldn't. I can't imagine going into a room filled with rabid Pacifica listeners and try to point out that they have MORE, not less, access to audiences these days, and that nobody's owed a living in acting, or broadcasting, or music. You want access? You have the web. You have cable leased access. You have streaming. You can create something with little or no investment, and if it's good, it'll reach an audience. And if it's crappy or boring, well, you're not owed an audience.

But I'm not testifying. And I don't have any great love for the big media companies- I don't work for them, I usually disagree with their decisions, and I think they screw up on a regular basis. I just think that these public whinefests are pointless- it's like being forced to listen to Air America or Pacifica for hours on end. It won't convince anyone about anything, and all it does is offer people a chance to whine in public. That's not a bad thing for democracy, mind you, but, man, I wish I didn't have to listen to it.


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DA-DA-DA-DA-DA-DA-DA-DA... dah dah dah DAAAAH da DAAAAAHHHH! CHARGE!!!

Paul Richardson is dead. He was the Phillies' organist since 1970, and he was the typical cheesy ballpark organist, but I like cheesy ballpark organists. And the Phillies were particularly cruel to him when they moved to Citizens Bank Park and banished him all the way to deep left field against the back gate, practically in the parking lot, ignored. Remember?:

Guy deserved better.


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October 4, 2006

IT'S RAINING ON PROM NIGHT

Working late, took a break for baseball, rain. Damn. Damn, damn, damn. Back to work.

Don't have time to write. But Joe did- read his take on ABC's penchant for bit-starving their HDTV broadcasts and his side-by-side apples-to-apples comparison by clicking here.

"The Letter" tomorrow. I know, you can't wait.


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October 5, 2006

THIS WEEK'S "THE LETTER": WHAT THE RANCHO CUCAMONGA QUAKES AND RADIO SHOULD HAVE IN COMMON

This week's "The Letter" newsletter for All Access spends other people's money, but wisely...:

This week, a modest proposal for a probably unworkable solution to a problem that some people don't even think exists. Fun for all! You might want to delete this thing right now.

THE PROBLEM: Developing new talk talent.

THE EXPLANATION: At radio convention panels, someone invariably asks "where are we going to find the next generation of talk radio talent?" And then, after the laughter subsides, everyone lights cigars with $100. bills and agrees that they don't need a next generation of talent, because they can always just play "best of" tapes all day. And then they stampede to the hotel bar to drink Glenlivet out of the bottle until they lose consciousness.

Seriously, the number of stations and slots where someone can go to work out the kinks (please, no Foley jokes) and develop their acts has dwindled, and I regularly get major market PDs bemoaning how hard it is to find new, big-time-ready hosts. There are only so many disgraced politicians and TV news channel pundits to go around, I guess. The industry needs to create new talent that appeals to new generations of listeners. And there's the matter of taking people like music jocks and, well, disgraced politicians and TV news channel pundits and training them in the right way to do talk radio, from working topics to pacing to taking calls- the kind of stuff you can only learn by doing it and being directed by folks who know how.

THE BRIGHT IDEA: After Dallas, I thought about this and thought about what other businesses do. When McDonald's wants to test a new menu item, they pick a few markets and put the McSquid sandwich on the menu to see whether people like it and whether the addition gets in the way of cranking out the Big Macs and Filet-O-Fishes. When a big company wants to try a new concept, perhaps a "fast casual Bolivian restaurant" or an "all cell-phone Bluetooth headset store," they usually don't open thousands of them in every market, they open in a smaller market with a few units and test it all out. Every major company has an R&D department- research and development- coming up with new products.

THE PROPOSAL: The big radio companies own a lot of stations. Wall Street wants them to show constant growth, so they're loath to do anything that might, you know, cost them money. But it's in their best interest to develop talent for talk radio, because you can't really voice-track talk radio, and even if you're relying on syndication, Rush and Sean and Savage and Rome won't be on the air forever (as far as we know).

The answer isn't necessarily in getting more stations into independent owners' hands- after all, those guys need to make money, too, and syndication and automation are probably keeping them in business. And the Internet and HD Radio signals aren't the answer, either, not yet, anyway, because if you're gonna learn how to work the phones, you have to have an audience, and there's not enough of an audience yet. Podcasts? No live interaction. No, you gotta have shows on real broadcast stations that people can get on any old radio. But which stations?

Every company has its dogs. I'll bet there are stations the owners don't even know they own ("we have a station there? I don't even know where that IS!"). Many of the big group owners have such stations, maybe a small-market AM with a lousy night signal or an FM rimshot hitting a small population. And I've heard people who run stations tell me that they're running a particular format- Standards, for example- because they don't have any other options. They're not making money, or they're not making much more than break-even.

So, take those dogs and turn them into your R&D department. Make them your lab. Sign up promising talent- if they're small markets with low costs-of-living, we're not talking New York or L.A. salaries- and assign some of your best talk radio producing and programming talent to supervise the "department." It's ideal for diversity, too- if you want to do more than the stereotypical angry-conservative-white-guy talk, you can work it out and make it better off-off-Broadway. It wouldn't take a lot of stations or a huge amount of money, and the afterthought AM daytimer in a small Midwestern market won't make or break the company's quarterlies on Wall Street. And, right there, you're giving more people a shot than you can if you've got maybe- maybe- one local talk show slot per small market. Plus, the folks living in those markets get to hear local talk by good, raw talent developing right before their ears, a lot like going to the local class A baseball team's games to see so me competitive ball and a few potential stars at the beginning of their careers.

It's an R&D program. It's an investment in your industry's future. It might even make money.

BOTTOM LINE: Talk radio needs to rebuild its minor league system. This would be, I think, a good way to do it.

REALITY: It'll never happen. But a guy can dream, can't he?

CRASS COMMERCIAL PITCH: Another place companies fall down is in providing hosts with adequate producer support- most hosts are on their own coming up with material. And that explains All Access News-Talk Sports' Talk Topics column, your Virtual Producer throwing topic ideas and news items at you multiple times a day, every day. Stories this week include the Best Election Platform Ever, what a high school coach and Hitler have in common, celebrity sewage, a McDonald's drug ring, Shanna Moakler allegedly punching out Paris Hilton, ballpark food, why Gitmo detainees are getting fat, why Weezer is suing Miller Beer, a politician in a scandal that DOESN'T involve creepy IMs, and the Fourth Annual Turkey Testicle Festival, plus a zillion press-release-ready studies and the requisite saturation coverage of a certain Pervy Congressman. While you're there, check out "10 Questions With..." WGY/Albany talker Ed Martin and the rest of All Access with first-fastest-best industry news, columns, message boards, the very cool Industry Directory, and Mediabase charts, all for free, which makes up for having this show up in your mailbox every week.

NEXT WEEK: Probably something about how one of the things everyone says will change radio forever is already here and nobody's noticed it yet. How's that for a tease?


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October 6, 2006

WE'RE JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU

Here's a message to the guy in the red Ferrari that kept buzzing back and forth on Palos Verdes Drive West while I was running the other day: not impressed. I was looking in another direction, at this:

The crappy cellphone picture doesn't do it justice- it's a line of speedboats in formation, led by a couple of helicopters. I don't know why they were out there or what was going on, but I and everyone else on the path stopped to watch. A stupid Ferrari doesn't compete.

And, dude, really, the huge yellow Ferrari banner in your windshield isn't impressing anyone, either.


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October 7, 2006

SO DEPART, ALREADY

Last night, while Kenny Rogers was shutting the Yankees down, we went to the movies. We saw "The Departed," and if you want a movie review, I'll be talking about it on Turi Ryder's show on KIFR (106.9 Free FM)/San Francisco sometime between 7 and 9 pm Pacific time tonight. But the lasting impression I took from the movie wasn't in the performances, or Scorcese's insistence on an often-inappropriate classic rock soundtrack, or some choppy, strange editing. No, it was the guy in the back row of the Regal Avenue 13, theater 6, who reacted to every plot twist and revelation with this:

"Nnnerrrrrraaaaaaah!"

It was that sound some people make, the sound you might make when you realize that, say, a big secret is about to be exposed. "Nnnerrrrrraaaaaaah!" All night long, "Nnnerrrrrraaaaaaah!" The guy was an adult, and he couldn't help himself. "Nnnerrrrrraaaaaaah!" "Nnnerrrrrraaaaaaah!" "Nnnerrrrrraaaaaaah!"

The best line of the night wasn't in the movie. It was Fran saying that it sounded like we were watching the movie with our cat.

"Nnnerrrrrraaaaaaah!" Jack may suspect Leonardo. "Nnnerrrrrraaaaaaah!" Matt may have exposed his own duplicity. "Nnnerrrrrraaaaaaah!" Marky Mark may have figured it out. "Nnnerrrrrraaaaaaah!" "Nnnerrrrrraaaaaaah!" "Nnnerrrrrraaaaaaah!"

Every once in a while, I forget why moviegoing is such a pain, and then I get reminded. "Nnnerrrrrraaaaaaah!" The English translation: "I can't tell the difference between seeing a movie in public and seeing it at home on a DVD where it won't bother anyone if I make this noise all night."

That, and the guys at the urinals after the movie who apparently couldn't figure out the plot.

The movie? It was good, not great, and long, but anything more is for the radio tonight.


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