Archive for Darrell Vickers

Darrell Vickers – Graham Haley Part One – Regret-O-Grams, I’ve Had A Few

Posted in Humour, life, Opinion, Review, Work with tags , , , , , on July 20, 2021 by segarini

Preface:

Right off the top, I’d like to state that Graham Haley is a confrere of the highest standing. Besides being a talented actor and voiceover specialist, Mr. Haley possesses a heart and soul that are thoroughly imbued with the entrepreneurial spirit. In the grand tradition of Ford, Carnegie and Edison before him, a passel of his epiphanies were absolute corkers, like his massively successful series of Haley’s Handy Hints books but some of the money-making seeds he enthusiastically planted fell well short of a bumper harvest. In this column, I shall be recounting our involvement in some of his lesser endeavors. 

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Darrell Vickers – You Have to Start Somewhere, Why Not Hamilton? (The Place not the Play) …Though There Are Plays Mentioned.

Posted in Humour, life, Opinion, Television with tags , , , , , , on July 13, 2021 by segarini

If we’re being truthful, and I realize that that is an astronomic proviso, there is very little that gets accomplished immediately after one is born. You sit around all day, shit in your pants and bitch and cry about the least little thing. Basically, you’re a network executive until your fourth birthday.

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Darrell Vickers – The Magic Hour Part 9: Mark of the Devil

Posted in Humour, life, Opinion, Review, Television with tags , , , , on July 6, 2021 by segarini

Tony DeSena had been toiling on The Magic Hour for barely a week but the writer from hell, part-time arch-villain and avid narcotic partaker, Mark Poisonpen, had decided that the Tonester had to go. Marky never been so insulted. Work was being asked of him in return for his laughably grandiose salary. This outrage would not stand, man! But how could this young, plucky lad from Hollywood, who was personally financing El Chapo’s summer home, ever hope to Tanya Harding his over-demanding boss?

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Darrell Vickers – The Magic Hour Part 8 – “I Am Sooo Sorry, Tony”

Posted in Humour, life, Opinion, Review, Television with tags , , , , , on June 22, 2021 by segarini

For many weeks, I have tearfully journeyed through the annals of the ignominious, ignoble and egregious disaster that was The Magic Hour. I shall now visit the anals, for the jaw-dropping account I am about to chronicle involves a world-class-plus asshole. Enter Mark Poisonpen, the writer from hell.

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Darrell Vickers – The Magic Hour Part 7 – Put on a Happy Farce

Posted in Humour, life, Opinion, Review, Television with tags , , , , on May 25, 2021 by segarini

For good or for incalculable evil, I have earned my daily crust as a professional comedy writer my entire adult life. During the innumerable decades spent splashing ink onto three-hole-punched paper, I have fashioned myriad ludicrous plots and fanciful situations. I’ve woven preposterous storylines replete with illogical reasoning and nonsensical outcomes. But only once have I found myself trapped inside a full fledged, Loony-Tunes, Ionesco play in real life.

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Darrell Vickers – The Magic Hour Part 6: How Can I Miss You If You Won’t Go Away?

Posted in Opinion with tags , , , , , on May 18, 2021 by segarini

One requires only a smattering of seconds après being rudely jettisoned from the casual comforts of the birthing canal to realize that not everything in this life is perfect, though getting to snack on a pair of righteous milk-muffins ain’t a bad way to start. But we who toiled on The Magic Hour were a long time gone from getting to attach lip to nip eight times a day. After-all, we weren’t Les Moonves. All Andrew, Tony and I had for nutritional and spiritual succor was bad coffee, misshapen pastries and the occasional wife-swapping fruit flies in the snack-table trail mix.   

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Darrell Vickers – The Magic Hour 5

Posted in Opinion with tags , , , , , on May 11, 2021 by segarini

Steve White. That’s all we really needed, just Steve White. He’d been air-lifted onto The Magic Hour pilot at the last tumultuous second as our co-host and he knocked it out of the park for us. Steve and Magic had a cool, breezy rapport with one another. Just a couple of guys rappin’ about the events of the day that segued seamlessly into our opening comedy bit. You can search for years and not find that kind of chemistry. Steve was also a dedicated team player and a truly funny guy. So of course, our first assignment on the show was to work with new possible co-hosts to replace him. Huh?

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The Magic Hour Part Two – Part Two: A Change is Gonna Come

Posted in Opinion with tags , , , , on April 27, 2021 by segarini

Those nascent days on The Magic Hour were like being airlifted into a room awash in eggshells while wearing size 26 snow boots. Every attempted micro-step caused annoyed and bitter heads to swing in our unintentionally crunchy direction. Needless to say, our relationship with the head writer, Pete, was tense at best. We were about as popular as having Matt Gaetz attend your high school prom.

The panicky act of Fox dragooning us onto the show had basically taken a Weed Whacker to his nether parts. Severely truncheoned his pink and tenders. Wantonly augered his… well, you get the idea.

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Darrell Vickers – The Magic Hour Part One of Part Two – I Don’t Know Why You Say Goodbye I Say Hello

Posted in Opinion with tags , , , , , , , , on April 13, 2021 by segarini

“My pants are down around my ankles and I’m bent over my desk.  What do you want?”

This colorful interrogative was bellowed over the phone to our agent by a Fox executive in Business Affairs. 

Perhaps I should back this story up a smidge:

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Darrell Vickers – The Magic Hour: Part Two of Part One – Tonight’s the Nights

Posted in Opinion with tags , , , , , , , on April 6, 2021 by segarini

When dealing with a humor-challenged performer such as Magic Johnson, you craft material that involves him peripherally but passes on all the heavy lifting to a rib-tickling professional. It’s a comedic slight of hand. Basically, Mr. Johnson set up the jokes and Barry would bring home the side-splitting bacon. It gave the illusion that Magic was a part of frivolity unbound without actually requiring him to personally reduce the audience to spit-spraying bucket-chuckling gibbons.

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