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Show By Ottum et al j TRIE CONFESSIONS DK- j PARTMENT: We didn't listen i to radio with our usual critical ear this week; we didn't listen with any kind of ear at all. The fact that we're several days be-hind be-hind on the latest trials of John's other wife is something for John to worry about, not this department. Instead, we pulled to our full five - feet - five and flexed our nostrils to a new spring. We thought seriously of breaking out the golf sticks, even kicked around the idea of running away to Key Largo and living in dungarees for the rest of our lives. Didn't do either. BUT AVE DID: Turn on the car radio accidentally one day when our emotions were at a low ebb. We noticed, just as the set warmed up and we turned it. off, a girl disc-jockey has taken over the 4:30 p.m. slot on KNAK. WE ALSO NOTICED: Somebody Some-body in the KMUR add staff has started jazzing up the morning commercials. They sound happy, cheerful and full of pep. We noticed that just before kicking the radio set to pieces with our bare feet. WE TALKED WITH: Genial Ed Cash, writer, producer, whip-cracker whip-cracker and towel bov for the Woody Hersh "Campus Variety" show. Ed told us that Jazzbo's new morning slot on KALL with i a Jinx Falkenberg-Tex Rickard format. Sort of an over-the-breakfast-table routine, the type of show that had to come to our town sooner or later. We didn't ' fight it, we just didn't listen. j i STANDING ONT A CORNER: We saw Shirley Dunfield, Miss Sugar House of 1948, sitting atop " a float. The float is being hauled around town to advertise some kind of "Deseret News" promotion. promo-tion. LATE TUESDAY NIGHT: We waxed sentimental, tuned into the Hersh show, decided radio has another chance when old Woody slipped in a Louis Armstrong-Jack Teagarden combination combi-nation of "01' Rockin' Chair Got Me." Next Week: East Lynne. |
