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September 9, 2007

EAGLES 2007, WEEK I: WE ARE NOT AMUSED

And so it starts for the Eagles, with Greg Lewis managing to turn his first punt reception into a Green Bay touchdown. Apparently, he's never heard of that "fair catch" concept. And JR Reed never heard that you don't HAVE to catch a punt and can just get away from it, leading to the losing field goal. The defense was better than I expected, but the offense was horrible, the play-calling was abysmal, McNabb couldn't read anything, they took painfuly stupid penalties -- and now we know it'll be the same frustrating team, win or lose, that it's been throughout the Reid-McNabb era. They aren't ready for the season. Blame Big Red, your coach and de facto GM, who entered the season with nobody who could field a punt. Check that -- they COULD have put Westbrook out there with time running out and a crucial punt coming. But they ran a guy out there who's too stupid to know that he didn't have to catch that ball.

The most priceless moment during Andy Reid's press conference was when Les Bowen asked, "This might seem like a ridiculous question but did they both understand you don't have to field a punt?" And all Reid could muster, after a moment of reflection and indigestion, was "yup." Good answer, Red. Thanks for playing.

You can check the end of Thursday's "Letter" and see that I had a bad feeling about this game. And we have an extra day to savor the feeling before they play again at home against the Skins a week from tomorrow. You know, a week ago, I was consulting the schedule and thinking, well, great, between the SUnday/Monday night games and the games where they'll be seen on local Fox or CBS in L.A., I may once again get most Eagles games on TV here. Now, "great" doesn't seem to be the appropriate word.

Here are a few screen shots I snapped of today's game. First, it's a pileup in the end zone as the Packers recover Lewis' muffed punt in the first quarter:

The Eagles couldn't break off the big offensive plays for most of the game. Here, Correll Buckhalter gets tripped up in the backfield for a loss of two yards:

Brett Favre looked tired and old at times, but managed to hold it together and made some big plays when it counted:

Although Kerse managed to break through a few times and made Favre eat the ball:

Here's Mason Crosby for the winning field goal:

It's up... and it is good!:

Exultant Packers fans carry Favre off the field in triumph:

At least my friends in Green Bay are happy tonight.


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September 10, 2007

BEST TELEVISION SHOW EVER

So the East Coast feed of "Curb Your Enthusiasm" was over -- Larry and Jeff and Richard Lewis and Ted Danson all pulled the "wrong night" scam! Ha ha! -- and we didn't feel like plowing through the Anthony Bourdain backlog on the DVR, so we checked to see what was on other channels. Jackpot: the Chabad telethon was on KCAL-9. Almost forgot.

So I put it on and the phone started to ring, and while I was busy on the phone, I realized that on the TV screen, local radio oddity Vic "The Brick" Jacobs was singing "Time Has Come Today," only this time it was "L'Chaim Has Come Today" and Vic was prancing around in a fur hat and an outfit stolen from a Yeti (which I can attest is pretty much Vic's normal attire). And I was still on the phone through a taped appeal by Bill Handel and still talking when Fran said "hey, it's the Mayor" and I looked up to see Los Angeles Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa grinning in a yarmulke, surrounded by the Hasidim. They went to the tote board, the number appeared, and then they launched into one of the Chabad telethon's frequent frantic celebratory dances, only this time including the Mayor, who was flailing and hopping and doing the hora with the guys in black robes and hats.

And I did not record it.

And I cannot yet find it on YouTube.

And I am SO ANGRY AT MYSELF for not recording that show. It was six hours of pure comedy gold.

Someone did post last year's Vic the Brick musical performance, and it's as jaw-droppingly painful as this year's:

But nothing from this year? Nobody recorded it? That cannot be. If you're sitting on video of the Chabad extravaganza, it is incumbent on you to post it. Now. And let me know. The fate of the world depends on it.


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September 11, 2007

NOW WE ARE SIX

Fran said she didn't want to put the news on during dinner because it might be too sad today. "Did they do the moment of silence?", she asked.

I didn't know. I mean, I'm sure they did at the ceremony in Manhattan, but if they did it on the radio, like having every station go silent at the sixth anniversary of the moment of first impact, I didn't hear it. There's less 9/11 stuff on 9/11 these days, but you'd expect that with time. But I asked in my other column today whether they'd put Pearl Harbor on the back burner by 1947, and I don't know the answer to that. I do know that while the memory was still fresh enough, JFK's assassination wasn't a time-stopper in 1969, despite Bobby's assassination a year earlier -- the world had gotten used to the killing, and, well, six years is a long time.

But I think -- I hope -- enough people still feel that open wound today from 2001 and enough people haven't -- won't -- forget. I heard Jeff and Bill talk to people about where they were when it happened, and I had to laugh, because I know exactly where I was and what I was doing: I was right here, in this very spot, at this very desk, doing exactly this, writing early in the morning, hearing on the radio that a plane had hit one of the World Trade Center towers, firing up the TV tuner in the computer and watching as the second plane disappeared behind the tower and hit, and thinking, well, now everything changes.

And in some ways it has, from the overreaching and ineffectual airport security to the fear of radical Islam that makes some Westeners want to just capitulate in the hopes that they'll leave us alone after that. But it remains remarkable how much is, well, normal today. And that's what I was thinking that afternoon six years ago, that maybe not everything will change, that someday soon we'd be going to the grocery and watching "I Love Lucy" reruns and flying to wherever and complaining about the Eagles again. That day came more quickly than I expected. And so did the idiocy -- the "truthers" and the appeasers on the left, the fight-anybody-and-don't-worry-about-what-comes-next attitude on the right. We descended into a mass of bickering disorder; in other words, we went back to being ourselves.

So here we are, trying not to forget what we need to remember from that day but also trying to put it aside, to be normal. If we remember what happened, and that the people responsible still wish us ill, we can also indulge ourselves in the trivial, and we should. That is, after all, the way of life the people responsible hate. If watching a ballgame and listening to rock 'n' roll and being Jewish infuriates them, that's what I just have to do. Living well IS the best revenge.


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September 12, 2007

YOUTUBERY: A BOB CLAMPETT CAR-TOOOOOOOON!

Late Rosh Hashonah dinner tonight, so...

When I was a kid, I watched this show religiously, but I never saw it in color until, well, tonight:

I had an inflatable Cecil that I used in the town pool and in the ocean when we went to the shore. This was 5 years ago... no, actually, it was more like 45 years ago, but it seems more like 44.

Beany was a wuss with an odd voice. Cecil ruled. Dishonest John REALLY ruled -- and I remember imitating that laugh all the time when I was a kid. "Yah-ha-haaa!"

And now, in French! (Be patient, and it kicks in at the end):

I miss that inflatable Cecil.


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September 13, 2007

THIS WEEK'S "THE LETTER": TALENT ON LOAN FROM WHOEVER LENDS OUT TALENT

This week's All Access newsletter may not hit mailboxes until tomorrow, but here's a Special Sneak Preview. Aren't you lucky? Anyway, it's about the need to not be like everyone else on the dial. "Obvious" is my middle name. Oh, right, it's Michael. Sorry, it's been a long day spent largely getting a tire replaced. Anyway:

What makes YOU so special?

I thought about this when I was idly punching through a bunch of stations, listening to random talk shows both local and national. I'd tell you which shows they were, but a) I don't do that here and b) I don't remember many of them. And I don't remember them because the host didn't give me anything TO remember. I don't need to tell you why that's a problem.

But that plays into the hands of the people who insist that there isn't enough talent out there. They may be right -- talk radio is hard, and a lot of hosts make themselves sound interchangeable. And that's where the question I asked at the beginning comes in: what DOES make you special? What sets you apart from the pack? What about you is different enough, SPECIAL enough so that when people hear your show, they know it's you?

You need to have an answer for that. Really. I've told you before how, when I go to some conventions (hey, one's coming up in a couple of weeks! I'm so excited! Is it over yet? Please?), I sit in big rooms with general managers and sales managers and group heads and the big Wall Street broadcasting industry analysts from BearStearnsDeutscheWachoviaBankOfAmerica and they talk about radio without once mentioning the need for, or value of, talent. As far as they're concerned, "talent" is just a budget line to cut. "Talent" is something that can be replaced by other "Talent," by computers, by syndication, by the next fad format. But when a top morning show flirts with jumping to a competitor, suddenly, they notice, and they call the lawyers to see if the non-compete is enforceable. The managers may not know what makes that morning show irreplaceable, but they do know a potential revenue hit when they see it.

So you want to be irreplaceable, and you do that by differentiating yourself. How do you do that? Well, you COULD do your entire show in a bizarre high-pitched voice -- different, yes, but unlistenable. You could do wacky stunts, like sitting on a billboard until the Eagles successfully field a punt (you KNEW I'd have to say something about that, didn't you?), but then you're just like a million Morning Zoo clones. You could hire a publicist, but that just means some poor sap radio trade editor's e-mail inbox will overflow and he'll silently seethe with resentment and plot his revenge against you.

Or you could have something to say, and say it in an entertaining way.

The common denominator among hosts who rise above the pack is that they all have something to say about whatever topic they're discussing, something more than just reading it out of the paper or taking the obvious position. The best hosts aren't predictable. They aren't easy to pin down as clones of some other host. They do offer original thought, original opinions, a unique viewpoint. They make listeners want to tune in every day to hear what their take is on whatever's going on.

You want to be that kind of host. But I can't tell you HOW to do it (not for free, anyway). I can just tell you that if you want to be one of those hosts who really stands out -- who really IS irreplaceable -- you need to be more than an anonymous host who sounds like every other host talking about the same standard topics with the same opinions and same personality and same voice. You need to be, well, special.

And that's why, when I try to explain to the curious (generally, that means everyone I meet from outside the industry who asks me "so, what do YOU do for a living?" and reacts with confusion when I tell them) exactly what "Talk Topics" is, I tell them that it's a long lost of potential topics for talk radio shows, but that the idea is not to just take what I've written and read it on the air, it's to read it, put your own spin on it, maybe come up with a question for the audience, and generally make it your own. You can fill a whole show just rattling off what's in "Talk Topics" (which is, of course, All Access News-Talk-Sports' show prep column), but anyone can do that. Your gift, should you choose to use it, is to take an item from the column and come up with an opinion, a question, an idea that might not immediately occur to most people. There's your "special." Do it in a compelling way and you're golden. And maybe you'll be the next host who has stations fighting over his next big-money contract.

What's in this week's "Talk Topics," anyway? Waiting for your special take are items on things like a Very Texas Rosh Hashonah (including gunfire), who's complaining that hybrid cars are too quiet, what people are doing to ensure that their homes get sold, a guy who should have just paid the five dollars to see a concert rather than ending up impaled on a fence, a bunch of stories about pervs and murderers that should raise your blood pressure, a bus driver who went way above and beyond, a stabbing resulting from an argument over produce, several pit bull stories, a legal battle over a tiki hut, the dispute over how to deal with gangs, what burping has to do with breathalyzer accuracy, the Great Pasta Strike, why oil futures are breaking records, conflicting news on American health, and why Homeland Security might consider rounding up Florida Marlins fans (it wouldn't take long). You can also check out "10 Questions With..." KSRO/Santa Rosa host (and former San Francisco Giants broadcaster and Petaluma mayor (!)) David Glass, and browse the rest of All Access with the radio industry's best/fastest/most accurate news, message boards, music charts, columns, jobs, ratings... you know, there's so much stuff here that I lose track sometimes. Just go to allaccess.com and check it all out.

Hey, will you look at that? I got through this entire thing with just one reference to the Eagles' debacle and not a word about what's left of the Phillies' season. I'm improving.


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September 14, 2007

MAYOR TONY DOES THE TOTE DANCE

Remember when I mentioned the astonishing dance of Los Angeles Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa at the Chabad telethon? And how I couldn't wait for someone to YouTube it?

Someone has.

I told you so.


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September 15, 2007

SATURDAY STUFF

Some random weekend filler:

1. I'm no great fan of HD Radio -- the sound isn't spectacular, the extra channels aren't exciting, the radios so far pretty much suck, and the reception is weak. But when the FCC approved the use of IBOC digital for AM nighttime service, virtually every radio geek immediately pronounced it the death of AM radio, what with the interference and adjacent-channel hash and all. Yesterday, the AM stations were finally able to leave HD Radio on at night, so, naturally, I decided to turn on my HD Radio and see what the chaos would be. The result? Nothing. There was no more hash than usual. The only AM HD I was able to lock into was KNX, which is 50,000 watts nondirectional from a tower a few miles from my house, and which normally throws HD interference on either side of its 1070 dial location; I couldn't tell if the other stations I normally get in HD (KLAC, KSPN, KABC, KFWB, occasionally KDIS) were running HD. But the channels adjacent to KNX were no harder to pick up some signal on than usual, and 1090, which has experienced HD whining hash since KNX switched its HD signal on the air, was booming in with Padres baseball and no interference. I was actually a little disappointed, because I hoped I'd hear some HD DX from San Francisco or someplace, but there was nothing. Perhaps it will be worse when more stations stay HD at night, but this was a case where, at least for now, the worst case scenario wasn't realized. I'll check again tonight.

2. If you have a gym locker room with lots of shower heads, and there's one person in there showering when you walk in, it is not acceptable for you to take the shower head right next to him and kinda lean into his area while staring at him but not making eye contact, if you get the picture. That should be obvious, but at least one guy at my gym did not get the memo.

3. Every time I just give up and stop paying attention to the Phillies, they seem to creep back into the race. I'm not going to get excited here. If they're still playing meaningful games in October, I'll be back into it. But a team that has to rely on that rotation -- Adam Eaton! -- and that bullpen -- Jose Mesa! -- can't possibly go far. Can it?

4. Another telephone bit the dust in my office yesterday, literally while I was using it. And it was a corded phone, too, only a few years old, with fresh batteries. It was a GE corded phone. There's nothing to break or wear out. It wasn't dropped or anything. How does it just... wear out? I just ordered a new one, a hybrid corded/cordless job so I can answer the business phone in other rooms of the house, too. It better last longer than a couple of years. I'm not feeling confident.

5. No, I really don't care about college football this year.

6. "It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia" started a new season Thursday, and the second of the two new episodes, in which the gang tried out for the Eagles a la "Invincible," was laugh-out-loud funny. If you like coarse, outrageous, loud humor -- and I do -- you should be watching that show. Plus, any show that shoots a lot of exteriors in Philly and contains casual references to Wawa, the Main Line, the Linc, and many other local things without feeling the need to explain them is all right by me.

That's enough for tonight.


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