Recently, I linked to a piece by a radio veteran lamenting the state of the industry and blaming consolidation. Today, I’m adding my own comments and recommending a documentary that makes the point even more strongly.
My thoughts on Don Imus, the Radio Hall Of Famer who died Friday at 79, leaving behind a mixed legacy at best and an undeniable influence on other on-air personalities.
A rant about one of my broadcasting pet peeves, which applies to hosts of TV shows, radio shows, and podcasts — no matter who they are.
Watching “Jimmy Kimmel Live” last night, I was stunned to see how long the commercial break was between the first and second guests’ segments, and was reminded of a story from my early days in radio.
Here’s the fourth in my series of memories of 1989, when I broadcast my DC morning radio show from Moscow for a week — complete with wheat soda, sweaty cheese, the key lady, a cigarette-loving cabbie, and the Kocmoc.
Sitting in a cavernous Russian radio studio, about to start my live radio shows from Moscow to Washington, DC, I was speechless and freaking out. Thankfully, my friend Mike knew just what to say to snap me back to reality.
Thirty years ago this week, I undertook one of the great adventures of my radio career — broadcasting my morning radio show on WCXR/Washington from Moscow.
A free trip to Florida sounded fine, but since I know nothing about the Cardinals, having to broadcast from their spring training home didn’t sound like a good idea. Especially on this day.