markbohach said:
Why the big WHOOP over being LOCAL?
An interesting irony- when WTVN dropped their New York weather guys for a local weather team, they caught he** on this board for being disloyal to Pat Pagano.
WCVO has more local talent than most stations in Central Ohio and utilizes the technology available to them to add Tracy and others to the mix- and they STILL get grief for not being local enough.
Hello to Jake, Rob and JB
Mark Bohach- my real name
Why the big whoop?
A number of reasons. Some are selfish.
At one time when your station and it's FM were co-owned, each had a full staff. Your's is almost totally automated and the FM I think is a blend. That's lost jobs that many here are dependent on, wish to be or once were. Maybe programming is overall better and certainly costs are contained, but in your case we lost a few minor league jobs to train in while we hoped for a spot in the majors. And the majors are now more elusive than ever.
Some of it is romantic.
Most here love the business. I go back to the days when I and many others would have died simply to get on the air. Radio hosts were a big thing. They represented, in the theater of our minds people getting paid to do something fun. It was a glory job. Only the best got on the air. You were doing what few others could ever do.
My first job I begged the GM to let me work for free and finally he relented. I had my career all mapped out. What stations, what markets and how I would get there. Other things got in the way (the biggest being that I was a has been that never was). My goal was to be the midday guy at WABC. Some right wing firebrand has the spot now but I keep pestering Phil Boyce and maybe someday he'll give me a shot.
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Long time hosts or personalities develop into on air friends. Don't know if you remember, but at one time WTVN had a jingle package called friends. WTVN where your friends are. The friendly giant. Your midday friend Dave Logan. John Fraim, a friend at WTVN. You've got a freind in the evening, Bill Smith on WTVN. We may not personally know Bob Conners, or Jake Sommers or Pat and Wags, but they indeed are seen in a over the air sort of way as friends. People you can count on. Jake has mentioned the number of calls he receives from people really in need of......a friend. Many felt he was the only and possibly last friend they had. Jake, if he felt called, could meet someone for a cup of coffee and just talk to work things out. Some guy in Florida or Seattle can't do that. For that matter, on the 100% automated stations, the voicemail has no chance to talk someone out of something stupid or to offer encouragement, say something on the air that only that troubled person recognizes and knows someone cares or even a play a song. Radio hosts have that kind of perception and when used properly that kind of power.
Which segues into why the big whoop over Pat Pagano being pitched when he isn't local. For how many years did he and Bob Conners banter back and forth at 5:35? It was like the old party line or gossip fence listening to these two guys. We knew about Pat's mom, his cabin in upstate NY, his films, his sister. It's sad to say, but I know more about him than I do my neighbor. Pat, while being on Long Island, still talked to and about Columbus as if he lived down the street.
I traveled to NYC several years ago and heard Pat I believe on WINS. My first thought was I know that guy. The dropping of Pat to go with Channel 10 was the same as if Dallas had been cancelled during Who Shot JR cliffhanger?
For those who may or may not know, Pat is no longer with 107.9.
I've been on both sides of the studio window. And I think that 's why I wince everytime an automation system takes over, a slot is voice tracked or a station does away with another local host and slots in a syndicated program. I know what that host no longer there meant to me. I know the people who called me and said life wasn't worth living (I never worked on a Christian station but secular jocks get those calls too.) I've set down with a person over a cup of coffee and we agreed that they could go on another day.
And no, Del Griffith is not my real name.