I had three radio spots this morning. One tomorrow. I'm starting to feel more at ease on the radio. Maybe it's because I'm in Cincinnati (I can't tell you how many times I've learned to spell Cincinnati and can't). You see, in my mind this is the city for radio! This judgement is based on the late seventies early, eighties sitcom WKRP, set in Cincinnati. You remember.
I keep hoping that when we show up to one of these stations, Lonnie Anderson will be greeting me at the front desk, behind her on the wall will read 'WKRP.' Gordon Jump will call me into his office to show me his trophy fish. I'll be on air with that Johnny someone or something DJ (I just saw him on a Bob Newhart tribute yesterday. How's that for a coincidental collision?) whose reflexes, I remember from one episode, become sharper the more alcohol he consumes. Maybe that Herb, the ad salesman, will make an asinine comment followed by a wink in Lonnie's direction. I'd laugh and laugh to walk into all that.
Get this. Once, WKRP pulled a stunt for listeners by dropping Thanksgiving turkeys from helicopters to the city below! What a bunch of crazies! I'd like to say here I'm constantly amazed by the list my brain carries titled These Useless Things I Will Never, Never Forget.
And as long as we're on the much under-discussed subject of sitcoms set in radio stations, I'd like to say that NewsRadio was a great show. I realize now that I'm coming across as a guy who watches a lot of TV. I don't think that makes me automatically cool, so I'll stop.
I've been working. I booked an exciting corporate show today that will happen in August.
I've been fussing over a new website design. Well, I should say, someone else is working on the actual design. I recently received back some drafts, and I really liked them. Now, I'm working on getting the content upgraded and ready to post. What do you think of these taglines? I want something not too showy that sums up my comedy quickly and is funny while still expressing my postmodern angst (?).
Ryan is...
-A real hipster with sex appeal to spare
-A hysterical soft drink spokesperson
-Brave-ish
-Timely
Or...
Infrequently hip, often funny.
Or...
More funny than hip.
Or...
More hip than few, funnier than some.
I don't know. I'm working on it.
About seven hours until radio. It just started raining but not turkeys.
Posted by ryan at July 21, 2005 11:04 PM