It’s that time of year again, sports fans. Santa has been on the radio for the past two months, robot disc jockeys and purveyors of everything muzak beating us senseless with varying renditions of Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree and Jolly Old Saint Nicholas, hoping to lighten our mood enough to loosen the old purse strings. Hallmark Channel have kicked into full Christmas mode, plastering their channels with their cookie-cutter movies which vary mostly by the changing of leading ladies (this year’s favorite, by far, is Hilarie Burton, whom I saw in an old Castle episode and was floored by not only her beauty but the fact that the casting could not have been more right). I wish they had more creativity over at Hallmark, their overuse of the five plots and rotating stars coming very close to consumer abuse. But, hey, I’m a sap.
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I am a vinyl addict. The gateway drug was radio. When it was riding the crest of the wave before TV came along and kicked it to the curb that wasn’t there. Before TV which a lot of people thought would be the death of radio, a format already writhing in pain. You could only get so big and radio was gargantuan— a seething mass of gelatinous goo— an 800 pound gorilla. By the time I came along, everyone had a radio.
Frank Gutch Jr: Look What They’ve Done to my Country, Ma! (Thoughts inspired by Alistair Cooke, Header inspired by Melanie Safka); Plus Notes…..Posted in Opinion with tags Alistair Cooke, bill jackson, Bow Thayer, Brian Lisik, Burns &Kristy, Darrell Vickers, Hardin Burns, Kate Burke, Mouseterpiece Theater, Nobby Clegg, Pete Fidler, Ruth Hazleton, Talk About America, The Burns Sisters, The Flock, The OF on June 23, 2015 by segarini
Pardon me while I get serious for a moment. My country seems intent upon flushing itself down the toilet and before it does I would like to share a few words with you about– Alistair Cooke? But he is (or was) not even American! True, but he is (or was) more American than many of the people who portray themselves as “patriots” (I put it in quotes to point out that the word has been cheapened and no longer holds value to me). I too think it strange that I would look to a “foreigner” to make my case about The Unites States, but it seems natural.
Frank Gutch Jr: Sometimes the Past Is the Future (and Sometimes the Past Is Just the Past)— Revisiting Items Which Beg Revisiting…..Posted in Opinion with tags Big Star, bill jackson, Brian Cullman, Byron Isaacs, Charlie Faye, Claire Holley, David Getz, DBAWIS, dixie bee-liners, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Fearless Kin, Frank Gutch Jr., Garth Brooks, Gold Heart, Heartsfield, Indie Artists, Indie Music, Karl Fredrick Anderson, Lost Leaders, Madisons, music, Music Radio, No Small Children, Ophelia Hope, radio, Records, Runaways, segarini, Stu Nunnery, susan james, The OF on June 9, 2015 by segarini
Lots going on in music these days— Apple announcing their foray into streaming (I love the headlines such as “Apple May Save the Recording Industry”— I mean, what idiot thought that one up?) and the Brian Wilson biopic (My buddy Stan Twist says that if you are either a Brian Wilson or a Beach Boys fan, you won’t want to miss it) and there are lots of new albums to go over. And, as always, old ones too. But…
Rock ‘n’ roll radio. There was nothing like it. It was fresh and exciting and exposed teens to a whole new world beyond their doorsteps. If the fifties had cracked the egg, the sixties had spilled the eggs guts. All over the place. Humpty Dumpty magnified. Omelet City.