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August 5, 2007

QUALIFICATIONS: MUST HAVE DEEP THROAT

Sorry for the skipped day yesterday and the short one today; it was a busy weekend involving lunch with THREE mayors of our town, an encounter with a Genuine TV Star, a friend's experience throwing out the first pitch at a minor league ball game, and lots of driving. And work. Details coming this week.

Meanwhile, while perusing the listings at Craigslist, I noticed this:

The Parents Television Council is the nation’s most influential advocacy organization promoting and restoring responsibility and decency to the entertainment industry.

The Lovelace Internship Program offers the opportunity for young people to pursue their interest in the entertainment field–specifically television–and the impact it has on our culture.

The Lovelace Internship Program?

For the folks who want to censor our TV programs?

Is there a Ron Jeremy Internship Program? A Long Dong Silver Internship Program? A Jenna Jameson Internship Program?

That HAS to be a joke. No, really, guys. Stop it, you're killing us.


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August 6, 2007

MONDAY MATINEE: "A DAY AT THE BALLPARK"

Today's special film is "A Day At the Ballpark," based on a true story and starring KFI/Los Angeles afternoon personality John Kobylt as himself. Thrills! Chills! Middle-aged couples popping balloons with their butts! You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll stare with indifference. "Desperate Housewives" star James Denton will not appear in this film due to contractural restrictions and because I forgot to pull out the camera when he was around.

Click on the image, bask in the glow of baseball the way it used to be. Or never was. Whatever.


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August 7, 2007

AGGRAVATION (BY LAKESIDE)

I just... do... not...have...time tonight.

Here's something amusing to read, about someone in the O.C. Register newsroom making life difficult for a local TV show. I'm going to go scream now.


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August 8, 2007

ANY BONDS TODAY?

My bad mood wasn't helped much when I went to the baseball card box to find Barry Bonds cards. I know I have a Bonds rookie card someplace, and Bonds cards from when his head could fit into a human-sized cap, but I found a sea of lesser lights, a box full of Rance Mulliniks and Gary Redus instead of any future Hall of Famers. The box I scoured was mostly from the '87 Topps line. I went through stacks and stacks of cards... no Bonds.

I did find a guy people THOUGHT was going to be a Hall of Famer... in something...:

The World's Worst Baseball Announcer:

The Lizard King:

A guy who, if he should invite you to lunch at Boston Market, you should probably turn down:

And a guy who we of the Phillies faith have since forgiven:

Finally, I did find someone who was at least there last night, Barry's nominal boss:

And, then, paydirt:

No, I don't know any players named "Cream."


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August 9, 2007

THIS WEEK'S "THE LETTER": WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH KIDS TODAY? FEATURING BARRY BONDS AND THE BELLAMY BROTHERS

This week's All Access newsletter attempts to explain to the older radio folk why Johnny doesn't care about radio anymore -- he does, it's just something different to him these days, old timer:

One of the stock questions I ask folks in the "10 Questions With..." feature is about how the subjects got into radio, and why they chose radio as a career. The answers generally involve listening to a transistor radio and hearing the magic and wanting to be part of it. Everybody has a story like that. I've told you mine before, growing up with the big top 40 AMs and "progressive" FMs and Bob Grant snarling "get off the phone" and Jean Shepherd riffing on "slob art" and the local daytimer with its remotes from Stern's department store on Hamburg Turnpike and thinking how cool it would be to be part of that. Your details are probably different, but the idea is the same. You listened, you fell in love, you decided that it was what you had to do. And you did it, whether you, like me, commandeered your college station, or you started hanging around a local station until someone let you do an overnight shift.

It's different today. You see articles about how younger generations -- those kids today! Get off my lawn! -- say they don't listen to terrestrial radio anymore, and while I think that's exaggerated (SOMEONE's listening to Kiss and Power and KROQ), there's no question that the mystique, the coolness factor, has worn off. But something I rarely see mentioned in those articles is one other factor: it's never been easier to do your own radio show. A 13 year old kid doesn't have to dream about being just like the people on the radio, playing music and talking about life; he or she can BE that person with a cheap mic, a computer, and freeware. You and I might have made tapes in our living room and thrown them into a box, never to be heard again; they record a show and in seconds it's available all over the world.

That's why the next generation of talent will probably not be found doing a local show on a 500 watt AM in the hinterlands. They don't need it. But that doesn't mean they don't love radio, it just means that they don't define "radio" the same way we did. If you're a PD looking for talent, don't forget to look where the creative folks are playing. That crazy kid ranting on YouTube might turn out to be someone you can make into a radio star.

There's also something important for your future as a talk host in that, too. You know about how the "new media" -- podcasts, streaming, YouTube -- are still in their relative infancy and hard to monetize right now. That day is coming. It's not here and it won't be here in the next few months, so you're not going to be able to quit your job and do a podcast and sell lots of advertising and go out and buy that orange Lamborghini like Pacman Jones drives. (A few podcasts DO make money, but that's not the norm) But you can see today how the media world is evolving, and what's going to happen is that the medium itself, the delivery system, will be irrelevant. But no matter what happens, you have to remember that if what you're offering is unique and entertaining, people will want it, regardless of how they get it. As Walter Sabo points out in this week's "10 Questions With...", "People don't listen (to) or watch media. They watch shows. They listen to shows.... The best show, regardless of the stage, wins their time, attention and money."

You want to protect yourself for the future? You want to remain viable? Give 'em a show. Whether it's on a "real" radio station or online or on a podcast or on satellite or standing on a street corner with a bullhorn, make it a show, make it worth people's time to listen to you. Maybe the near future is shaky, but the one thing you can do to be viable for the long term is to strive to be the best at what you do.

And in the meantime, it wouldn't hurt to have another job to pay the bills. But that's another topic for another column.

Now for the plug: Talk Topics at All Access News-Talk-Sports is the place to go for show prep with topics hand-picked and updated several times daily by a real live talk radio professional who knows the kind of material you need and, um, yeah, whatever. Why, this week, you'll find items about a woman who put "American Idol" auditions over the relatively small matter of giving birth, a bad nickname to have when you're facing trial, the meaning of "dope," the anguish of Bush 41, new uses for the Wii, the debate over front license plates, the naked jogging priest, why the FDA can keep drugs that may save your life from you when you need them most, why cowboy boots and police work don't mix, the puking TV news anchor, a man killed by his own new shoes, a girl who probably should have left her 99 cent flip-flop on the cliff ledge where it had fallen, Hitler's record collection, how you can smell like the Beckhams, a vomit-inducing flashlight, and why parents are sticking needles in their babies, plus plenty of items about Barry Bonds and the bridge collapse aftermath and much more, including the aforementioned and quite interesting "10 Questions With..." consultant Walter Sabo and the rest of All Access with industry news first, message boards, Mediabase charts, the Industry Directory, lots of columns, and an interview with the Bellamy Brothers. Yes, the "Let Your Love Flow" Bellamy Brothers. The "If I Said You Had A Beautiful Body" Bellamy Brothers. Come on, you gotta admit, that's cool. Anyway, it's all free.

Next week: maybe I'll come up with some ways to supplement your income while waiting for things to change. You COULD eBay those Warrant promo 12 inchers you still have from your short-lived metal-club DJ stint, but that won't be enough to pay the rent.


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August 10, 2007

THE BASEBALL CARD CHRONICLES: CASEY TEACHES

Listening to the Phillies-Braves game tonight while driving home from a quick shopping trip was agonizing. 5-4 lead, Tom Gordon in, and he just couldn't get it over the plate -- walked the leadoff guy on four pitches, went 2-0 on the next batter before inducing a weak grounder, more wildness and a near-wild pitch that would have tied the game with two out before he got a deceptive save. Aaron Rowand is the latest casualty, too -- blurred vision. So this is how this season is going to go, winning ugly, blamed on injuries when it's really all about leaving men on base and the bullpen blowing leads. I'll take the wins, but I still have that 86-win, missing-the-wild-card feeling again. It's the Phillies' destiny. It's almost enough to throw in the towel and pick another favorite team, but I wouldn't be allowed back in Philly ever again, so, sorry, Angels and Dodgers, I'm sticking with the team that brung me.

Let's look at one of my very favorite oddball baseball cards ever:

They don't make cards like this anymore. Actually, they really never did -- this was an anomaly even in 1964. That's the Polo Grounds as a backdrop, and Ed Kranepool as the pupil. Note that Kranepool is looking blankly off camera while Stengel pontificates; Kranepool couldn't be bothered to even appear interested. He was a kid listening to the insane rantings of some old guy. "This is a bat," Stengel explained. "You gotta swing this to get a hit. Now, when I was playing for the Brooklyns, and that was a lot of years ago, I once came up with a runner on third and Alexander pitching, and Alexander used to hit the bottle, so you never knew what you were gonna get, and back then we didn't have helmets, so...." And Kranepool's thoughts drifted to the loose women hanging around the team hotel when they would get to Chicago.

Or something like that. We don't know, because the back of the card doesn't tell us:

All it says is how Stengel and the coaching staff held an "advance (sic) rookie school" to work patiently with "the future major league stars." I'm guessing that Cleon Jones, Ron Swoboda, and Ron Hunt were part of that crew. But so would Greg Goossen and Kevin Collins, and they didn't quite work out as planned. (Seaver and Koosman came later. Agee was with the White Sox, Grote with the Colts/Astros)

Can you imagine a card like this today? "Torre Teaches." And the multi-millionaire rookies tell him where he can shove the bat.


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August 11, 2007

TRAILER TRASH

We saw "The Bourne Ultimatum" this afternoon, and it was very good, despite Paul Greengrass' insistence on liberal use of the ShakyCam -- you couldn't tell who was hitting whom in some fight scenes because the jiggling lens blurred out everything. But it was the slam-bang movie you'd want it to be, a terrific wrap to the trilogy, and worth seeing.

But someone took the plot -- which, of course, involves a rogue operation of the CIA -- and must have thought the opportunity was ideal to append trailers for some "message movies" to this one. And so we got trailers for...

"Rendition": Reese Witherspoon's saintly Muslim husband is kidnapped by the CIA, taken overseas to a secret prison, and tortured, much to the consternation of dissident CIA agent Jake Gyllenhaal.

"The Kingdom": Saudi Muslim terrorists kill a lot of people, American agents go to Saudi Arabia to solve the murder, someone kidnaps Jason Bateman, and the result: we learn that terrorists and Americans are exactly the same.

"In the Valley of Elah": Tommy Lee Jones and Charlize Theron team up to discover that his son, returning from the hell of Iraq, was killed by his own platoon after a night at a strip joint, indicating that, in reality, he was killed by America's involvement in Iraq. "Inspired by a true story."

And those are just three of a flood of movies in the same vein, including "Stop-Loss" (glorification of a soldier who refuses to return to Iraq), "Imperial Life in the Emerald City" (Americans screw up Iraq while living it up in the Green Zone), "Redacted" (Americans persecute Iraqi family).

What's the theme here? What does Hollywood think of America? Why, yes, that's right, they DO have problems with America, yes, they do. And they have the courage, by God, to speak out forcefully against the evil Americans every chance they get, because it's a job that must be done. It's also a job they know will not get them in the least bit of trouble, because, it turns out, you can paint Americans as evil and stupid and violent and not only will Americans not respond with violence, they'll pay good money to see you do it. Note that none of the "courageous" filmmakers will speak out against Islamic fundamentalist terrorism, despite the fact that Islamic fundamentalists are against everything for which the filmmakers stand, and have the stated goal of either converting people like the filmmakers to fundamentalist Islam by force or killing them. Can't speak out about THAT. They might KILL us.

And so we get movies that equate Americans with terrorists and American-style freedom with fundamentalist dictatorships, and we get Danny Glover and Sean Penn dropping by for friendly visits with Hugo Chavez, and then Hollywood folks get indignant when people in the flyover raise the question of whether, maybe, the show business industry's priorities are a wee bit off base. Here's the thing: the folks in Hollywood have every right to say what they wish and portray things the way they want. But if that draws comment that perhaps their perspective is somewhat skewed, and in some ways completely addle-brained, they shouldn't scream persecution and censorship. They don't know what persecution and censorship are. Persecution and censorship don't get the prime trailer slots before "The Bourne Ultimatum" at your local Regal multiplex.


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