Author: DOuG pRATt

Barnes storm

More trouble in Boston radioland. Barnes Newberry has left “Highway 61 Revisited” on WUMB (UMass Boston), a Folk-Rock program that he created. I added a comment to the post at the link below:

http://keeppublicradiopublic.com/wumb/

DOuG pRATt, on May 31, 2010 at 4:32 pm Said:

WUMB reception is marginal where I live, so I was listening to “Highway 61 Revisited” on an Internet Wifi radio.

Feeling that I should pay for the privilege of listening to Barnes online every Saturday morning, I sent $100 to WUMB. Two weeks later he was gone. I won’t try to get my money back, but I won’t be giving any more money to WUMB.

Listening to Barnes was part of my Saturday morning routine, and I had wondered for a couple of weeks why former WBCN jock Albert O. was at the helm. I don’t know what led to Barnes Newberry leaving WUMB, but the show was his baby, I enjoyed it, and I miss him.

Follow-up: Lia Pamina comes through again! Thanks to Lia, I am a Facebook friend of Margo Guryan and, as it turns out, so is Barnes Newberry. I’ve written to Barnes and I’m hoping to find out what the heck happened.

…and stop calling me Shirley

Eating lunch with Samjay at work, probably not a month goes by before one of us at least mentions the movie Airplane! It’s no secret that Airplane! is based on a 1957 movie called Zero Hour!. Somebody on YouTube has done a very nice job of making some shot-by-shot comparisons.

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What’s remarkable is there were only 23 years between Zero Hour! and Airplane!, but they’re worlds apart. It’s been thirty years since Airplane! and yet its irreverent, sarcastic, and subversive tone is still fresh and funny.

Daughters do the darndest things

Art Linkletter has died at age 97, and frankly I was somewhat surprised to realize that he was still alive. When Linkletter’s daughter Diane committed suicide — or, as some claim, was murdered — by falling from a sixth story window, I had recently turned fourteen. At the time it was reported that she was on an LSD trip. When my twin sister Jean and I heard the news, I said, “drugs do the darnedest things!” This elicited a tremendous laugh from Jean. Yeah, we were kids.*

I knew about Art Linkletter’s “Kids Say the Darndest Things” from his House Party show on TV, and I knew about LSD trips from watching Dragnet. “Kids Say the Darndest Things” had been around in one incarnation or another for many years, and by the late 60’s the format had grown tired and it was near the end of its run. But back in the 50’s, it was quite popular.

In 1957, Art Linkletter published a collection of his “Kids Say the Darndest Things” stories that was illustrated by Charles M. Schulz. Years ago, I found a copy in a used book store for 50-cents.

This is a TV commercial that Linkletter made with his daughter Diane not too long before her death.

A posthumous father-daughter collaboration was a record called “We Love You, Call Collect,” released after Diane was gone. I can only imagine how tortured Linkletter must have felt when he lost her.

I can’t say that Art Linkletter had a big influence on me, but I can admire how he didn’t shy away from discussing his daughter’s problems. I think back to watching Linkletter (b.1912), Lawrence Welk (b.1903), and Jack Webb (b.1920) in the 60s, and I see men who had trouble dealing with the youth culture that had taken over. After all, hadn’t the older generation regained control after the first wave of rebellion was beaten back in the late 50s? But when I think of Charles Schulz (b.1922), I see a man who was not only in tune with the times, he made them his own. The same thing can be said of Walter Cronkite (b.1916). Their strength was in their flexibility.

*Another example of my twisted adolescent humor was my Mr. Ed the talking horse joke. Imitating Mr. Ed, as voiced by Chill Wills, “Bend over, Wilbur!”