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July 8, 2007

ALEC BALDWIN SAVES THE WORLD

The review of Live Earth: it sucked.

Tasteful Starbucksian music for Birkenstock wearers and people who think going to a concert is all the environmental consciousness they need. Rich celebrities flying on private jets hectoring lesser humans to conserve energy. Dire warnings of environmental disaster RIGHT NOW unless American business shuts down and everyone stops driving cars and people do the right thing and commit ecologically safe suicide, because, of course, we're the problem. Horribly earnest steaming piles of "music" from people like John Mayer, accompanied by campaigning for Al Gore at regular intervals- I thought that Melissa Etheridge was going to crawl right up Gore's ample ass by the way she was gushing (she insisted he got into politics to tell the truth, which raises the question of whether he was telling the truth when he was anti-abortion or when he suddenly turned pro-choice).

And then there were these guys:

Memo to Sting: I never thought I'd say this, but, dude, stick to the lute. You can't hit the high notes anymore, and based on the way you choked on some syllables, you don't care about hitting too many of the other notes as well. And as for the "Message in a Bottle" finale featuring the overrated Kanye West and unnecessary guitar licks from the aforementioned John Mayer, well, yecch. Terrible all around.

(Hey, check out the record sleeve above: $1.17 at Two Guys! And you got two songs for that price, although the second one- the B side- usually sucked)

High point: shockingly enough, Linkin Park in Tokyo, who were the only act to get some real Rawk Concert energy going with a vast crowd of Japanese kids pogoing along with the beat. The music sucked, but it was the only time the show resembled a real rock event rather than a lame Democratic Party fundraiser.

Low point: too many to narrow to one single horrific moment. Was it Yellow Magic Orchestra at Kyoto, which my sister correctly described as sounding like the kind of prerecorded music they play behind magic acts in Vegas? Was it Cat Stevens- Yusuf Islam- in Hamburg? Madonna exhorting the London crowd, "If you wanna save the planet, jump up and down!"? The Celebrity Drum Circle? Alicia Keys unaccountably injecting a repeated "New York! New York!" into "For The Love of Money," an exemplary song from the Philly Soul songbook being performed in, um, New Jersey? The snoozers from Corinne Bailey Rae or Mayer? Roger Waters with an ill-rehearsed kid's choir croaking "Another Brick in the Wall"? Actually, it may be the repeated glimpses of Alec Baldwin wearing a lei- a lei?- in the VIP area in front of the stage at Giants Stadium.

Yes, that's the one. The lasting impression left by Live Earth- the one image I'll carry with me forever- is Alec Baldwin grooving to music, standing alone in the VIP area, a lei around his neck, one eye on the camera watching him. Yeah, that made Live Earth worth the trouble.


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July 9, 2007

STACKS OF WACKS, VOL. 5: MUSIC FOR SHOOBIES AND BENNIES

I have a splitting sinus headache this evening and the Benadryl is slowly robbing me of consciousness, so I'll leave you with a gem from the record "collection," folk singer/environmental activist Bob Killian and his hit 1987 single "I Like the Jersey Shore":

Earnest, yes, but don't let that stop you from flipping the sleeve over and enjoying the lyrics:

No, I haven't ever listened to this one. But the A-side name-checks Belmar and Sandy Hook and Long Branch. And the B-side has a heartfelt communique from father to child, with a very special anti-capitalism message. And the back-up vocals include the stylings of "Fifi." How can it be bad?

Killian's environmental activities have overshadowed his towering success in music- well, okay, it's not hard. Here's what he's up to. He appears to be down in Sarasota now, so he liked the Jersey Shore, but not THAT much.


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July 10, 2007

THE BASEBALL CARD CHRONICLES: ALL-STAR TIME

In honor of tonight's game, here's some nostalgia from when people still cared about the baseball All-Star Game:

The 1969 All-Star cards- they were really stars back then. Willie McCovey, apart from the arm braces, still looked like Willie McCovey at last night's Home Run Derby- bigger, older, but unmistakably McCovey. Look at Bob Gibson's expression- you didn't want to see that on the mound if you were at bat. Santo belongs in the Hall of Fame, Campaneris is obviously contemplating flinging his bat at Lerrin LaGrow, and Pete Rose is, um, waiting to get away to call his bookie, I guess.

The All-Star game these days leaves me cold. In fact, I think it's on right now, and I haven't turned it on yet. Chase Utley's batting eighth, anyway, so there's time. It seemed more like the players of 1969 WANTED to play in the game, and the players today look for any injury excuse to get a three day mid-season break. But they probably didn't care back then, either. And if they don't care, I shouldn't, right?

Aah, maybe I'll watch a few innings. Just for professional reasons. Excuse me.


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July 11, 2007

STINKBERRY

I decided, after dinner, to treat myself to an ice cream cone. I try to limit my ice cream consumption, although I did have ice cream cake last week for my birthday, but it's been a stressful time and I just felt like having a scoop of chocolate chip on a sugar cone. Baskin-Robbins was empty- no customers but me. So I got the cone, and as I walked away, I heard a lot of chatter coming from another store in the shopping center.

Pinkberry. Pinkberry had a queue. Pinkberry had about a dozen chattering young folks lined up for frozen yogurt.

They were lining up for stuff that tastes like sweat. Like the sweat of a yak whose diet consists of garlic and cheese. The good-tasting stuff had no takers but me. The sour, grainy stuff- that's what's selling.

I do get it, though. I understand. There's the trendiness, of which I've written before. But there's also the word "yogurt," which makes people feel like it's healthier, and with the odd, not sweet taste, you might get the impression that, like castor oil, it MUST be good for you. But the only way to make the stuff palatable at all- and even the fans will admit this- is to dump Fruity Pebbles or Cap'n Crunch all over it, which negates the caloric and carb advantage.

So you might as well go for the ice cream. Last I checked, Baskin-Robbins doesn't have a sweat-flavored ice cream, but, then again, you won't need to dump sugary cereal all over it, either.

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And via L.A. Observed, here's a 1972 BBC documentary, "Reyner Banham Loves Los Angeles," featuring the late British architectural scholar. It's long but it has amazing lost footage of L.A. circa 1972, including LAX as a one-level complex with the old Chevron at the exit, mariachis on Olvera Street, and, yes, Palos Verdes' cliffs "and the suburbia above it" (gee, thanks, dude). There's "Century Booolevard," Watts (look for an Enco station at the Harbor Freeway), "high-speed freeway driving" (with wide-open traffic on all roads- man, has THAT changed!), the old Mattel building off the 405, Griffith Observatory, people living within walking distance from work (!), smog, Red Car tracks... The middle drags with a look at architectural styles, and then he hits the gates at Rolling Hills (where we used to live), Venice, some shots of the destroyed Pacific Ocean Park, a stop at Tiny Naylor's with Ed Ruscha... it's an amazing time capsule. If you have some time to kill, here it is:

Oh, yeah, there's some topless dancing to "L.A. Woman." Enjoy.


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July 12, 2007

THIS WEEK'S "THE LETTER": READY FOR ANYTHING

This week's All Access newsletter, which may go out in minutes or may go out tomorrow- I never know- involves being careful not to get caught short:

When you live in a natural-disaster-prone area, you learn the importance of preparedness. You'd also learn that in the Boy Scouts, but I was never a Boy Scout. (Okay, I was a Cub Scout one year, and I vaguely remember the word "Webelo" being involved, but I didn't ever get to the part where they tell you to Be Prepared. We just, like, made towel racks and ran around in stupid little blue uniforms and got bored and quit at some point) Anyway, because we here in Southern California get to experience the Grand Slam of natural disasters -- earthquakes, wildfires, mudslides, and Paris Hilton -- they stuff a big foldout Emergency Preparedness Guide into the local daily paper every other month or so. And it tells you to make sure you're prepared with your Emergency Kit (flashlights, batteries, bottled water, canned food, gizmo to shut off the gas valve, Twizzlers) and know what to do when the ground starts shaking (scream, run around in circles).

There's a lesson in this for radio, believe it or not, and it ties into some of the stories we've been running lately in Net News, like the star talk host who's trying to jump to a rival station, or the four-months-and-counting saga of finding someone to fill the slot of that long-time syndicated morning guy who said the wrong thing at the wrong time. Let's break this into two parts: first, for program directors, you have to have a Plan B in place at all times, a pool of hosts you can immediately plug into any spot that unexpectedly opens up. That means developing your weekenders, your fill-in hosts, your network of talent. It means taking the time to scout hosts in other markets, hosts languishing in lousy time slots at the competition, people in your town who might make good radio personalities with a little time and coaching. You need to start collecting these folks now, before you need it. Do you have a ratings book or two to throw overboard because you need all that time to decide who to hire to replace your star? No, you don't. So you need to have some idea of who can, at worst, hold down the fort and, at best, take over on a permanent basis, and you need to do it well before it's necessary. It's like they say about looking for a job: the time to get your resume in order and start looking is when you've just started a new job. And the time to get your replacements ready is when you don't think you'll need one for a while.

The second part is for the General Managers, and it addresses what I know PDs are saying about the first part. GMs: This is gonna cost you a few dollars, but let your PDs develop talent. Let them use the weekends and overnights for local hosts instead of infomercials. Loosen the purse strings just a little and call it an investment in your future, so you don't get stuck spending months and months scraping to find a fill-in because your morning guy woke up one day and decided he wasn't interested in bourgeois Western values like work anymore, or your afternoon team just told you they've been offered three times what you're paying them to go to a bigger market and they can't give you a whole two weeks' notice. If you like the way a strong local show makes you money and gets you ratings and gives the entire station a better position in the marketplace, make sure you have insurance. If small market radio is no longer providing a farm system for talent, you're just going to have to make one yourself, and that means a few hours less of the Miracle Weight Loss And Enhancement Show.

And let's throw in a third part, for the station owners: running smaller market stations on the cheap has its advantages, but you need that farm system. Look, you need to start reconnecting those stations to the community anyway (it's what satellite and iPods can't do all that well), so it makes some business sense to get new talent in there and involved with the local community. I know you're focused on what you're going to tell analysts this quarter, but someone has to start thinking about the future. And something has to happen to keep talented people in the business. Just sayin'.

Now, before the mere mention of "farm system" gets me off on a tangent about the Phillies and pitching and 10,000 losses, let's go right to the plug for All Access News-Talk-Sports and the Talk Topics column, back after a week's hiatus with more of the show prep goodness you need, like items about the emergence of "Wizard Music" (by "Harry and the Potters"!), the scary numbers about real estate foreclosures, a pretty impressive penny slot payoff, Miss New Jersey's picture problems, the joy of sitting on a commuter jet while a baby chants "bye bye plane!" over and over and over and over and over, the predictable first selection for Barack's Book Club, the Waffle House Museum, another couple of politicians caught in embarrassing personal situations, the "fat tax" proposal, the whereabouts of Michael Richards, why Boomers can't hear, why iPods and lightning don't mix, why Jim Morrison's death is suddenly back in the news, the (expensive) search for Bigfoot, the latest in toilet paper dispensing technology, the Crazy Eddie movie, why you really should check the date on that wedding invitation, and the horror of the pending Barry Manilow-Rosie O'Donnell collaboration, plus much more. And there's "10 Questions With..." WOR/New York and syndicated talker Steve Malzberg as well as the rest of All Access with Net News, the undisputed leading source for radio and music industry news, plus columns, message boards, Mediabase charts, the Industry Directory, Arbitron ratings, job listings, and everything else you need, all in one place, all free.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go check on a few things, like what "Webelo" means and whether we have sufficient Twizzler reserves for any emergency. More genius next week.


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July 13, 2007

RADIO: COVERED IN GLORY AGAIN

From All Access' Net News today:

K-Rock/Cleveland Morning Co-Host Injured In Stunt

DOMINIC DIETER, part of the morning show on CBS Alternative WKRI (92.3 K-ROCK)/CLEVELAND, was treated and released from METROHEALTH MEDICAL CENTER after being injured during a radio stunt FRIDAY morning.

NEWSCHANNEL5 reported DIETER was dared to roll down a steep hill near East 49th Street and Marginal Road in an 85-gallon drum. The lid reportedly popped off, and DIETER was injured. The station said he laid on the ground for 20 minutes, saying he could not feel his feet.

ROVER, the show's co-host, said the "Dare DIETER" segment is over.

Get it? He was, like, rolling down a hill! In a barrel! That's GREAT radio!

Um, no, actually, it isn't. Not at all.

And that's the fault of whoever is supposed to be overseeing that show. There's probably nobody in the building to say, you know, guys, that a) is way too dangerous, b) is entirely visual and therefore lousy for an audio medium, and c) isn't remotely funny, not in context, not for any reason. I can't blame the talent- he's just trying to do something interesting and different. I blame whoever is supposed to be guiding the show. And if there's nobody in that role, I blame management for thinking that you can just let the show do whatever it wants. You'd think that after the "Wee for a Wii" disaster in Sacramento, this kind of thing wouldn't happen. You'd be wrong.

Radio? Me? Um, no, I don't work in radio. I work in a more respectable industry. Excuse me, now, my boss Mr. Barnum is paging me.


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July 14, 2007

I CAN REMEMBER STEVE JELTZ HITTING A TRIPLE, BUT I STILL CAN'T ALWAYS REMEMBER MY OWN PHONE NUMBER

Found this in a shoebox full of baseball cards:

April 12, 1986, Mets vs. Phillies? Which game was that?

Ah, but we live in a wondrous age, an age where one can simply go to the Internet, click a few links, and voila: the boxscore, it is here. And, despite the fact that I went to roughly hundreds of Phillies games over the years I lived in the area, the boxscore instantly brought back a few memories of that particular game, namely:

1. I took my dad to the game.
2. It was freakin' cold when the sun dipped behind the first base stands.
3. Steve Jeltz- STEVE JELTZ?!?- hit a triple to the warning track in left-center.
4. Steve Jeltz- STEVE JELTZ?!?- drove in the winning run in the 14th inning.

The Phillies' lineup was also a memory, but not a good one- while they finished in second place, they were 21 1/2 games behind the Mets, with good reason. This was not the 1980 World Champions lineup, or the 1983 NL champs, or the 1993 champs. This was the in-between period- Dykstra was there, but leading off for the Mets. The starting lineup included Gary Redus, Milt Thompson, Juan "Disappointment" Samuel, Glenn Wilson, John Russell, Rick Schu, and the aforementioned Jeltz. Oh, and Mike Schmidt, too, who went 4 for 7. But Jeltz, not Schmidt or starter Steve Carlton, was the star of the game- 3 for 6 plus two walks and a stolen base, three RBI, game-winning hit. It was probably the highlight of Steve Jeltz' career, and life. The game took five hours to complete. By the end, we had icicles hanging from our chins- it felt that cold upstairs behind the plate.

The tickets: six bucks each. Parking: something like four bucks. A yearbook, program, hot dog, soda: maybe ten or eleven bucks. All those memories from a stupid ticket stub for an ultimately meaningless game: priceless.


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