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removed from the studio

Indeed, I defer to the version from Plex, rather than the one from the carny. Could have been the same guy I talked to; it was 1986 when I met the guy. The incident inspired a Texas musician to call himself Fred Carrasco. A band mate said "You must be joking!"... and the singer changed his name to Joe King Carrasco.

BTW- Paul Pryor had been overtaken by personal problems with the use of certain substances. He pawned a cam-corder that didn't belong to him. He was convicted of theft and lost his job at KLBJ. Bob Cole gave him a second chance at KVET. After a few months, Paul stopped showing up for his shift. Bob knew what was happening. He lured Paul into the station for a meeting, with Sheriff Terry Keel standing by in the next room. The arrest for violating his parole made Paul eligible for the treatment he needed.
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It was late 03 when the Liz Wilde show was on the air still after Russ' show on Live 1053. The show was just gettin started when about 8:30 "Mick the Irish Pr*ck" was drunk and saying "C*ck" in as many forms as he knew. C*ck-a-doodle this C*ck-a too and several others. Needless to say that Gavin and Lee had to come up there and pull him from behind his mic and have a conference in the front conference room. He never came back after that. Then in Jan 04 the show went to late nights after Leykis and then they went somewhere else. I think they ended up in Florida last time I saw.
 
...there's also the infamous 1975 overnight meltdown of Chuck McKay's career on CKLW Windsor/Detroit. He did his first show back at CKLW after four years elsewhere while (a) trying out his Larry Lujack impersonation and (b) higher than Cheech y Chong at their most heavily stoned. During the 4:00 hour, Bill Hennes came in and personally escorted McKay out the door. The aircheck is INFAMOUS and still circulates among gag reel buffs...
 
Back when Bill & Trey were doing mornings on Y95, Trey deliberately got drunk one morning, in late December. The intention was to give listeners an idea of how alcohol impairs your body. They gave him all sorts of little tests to show how the alcohol was affecting him. One of those tests was repeating the “The six slit sheets were slit by same the sheet slitter” tongue twister.

This is how Trey repeated the twister on the air:

“The six slit sheets were slit by Sam the sleet shitter”.

That was extremely funny, and to my knowledge he was not removed from the show after that little slip.

R
 
That bit was taken straight from a WKRP episode.

Bill's still doing weather at WABC-TV last time I looked, but whatever happened to Trey?
 
MikeShannon914 said:
That bit was taken straight from a WKRP episode.
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Sometimes I wonder if all radio bits were taken from WKRP. ;)

R
 
I know one station that actually catapulted frozen turkeys as giveaways. Some injuries were reported.
 
Yeah... in fact, I still have the keys to the invisible door. You know, that friggin' office I too was promised but never received. :D
 
In the late '50s I was on the air in New Orleans when a priest knocked on the control room door. I let him in. He said, "Are you Catholic?" I said, "No, I'm Episcopalian."

He said, "You're doing a great job, but tonight will have to be your last night. Since this station is owned by the diocese, we only hire Catholics."

Then parenthetically he asked, "Who hired you anyway?" Nevermind I'd been there justd shy of a year by then.

I didn't respond. I packed my stuff up and let the big Ampex reel to reel finish my shift.

I suppose that qualifies as "being removed from the studio."

The end.
 
Never mind the decade... seems GMs are idiots in Pleasantville, Smallville or uh... Lewisville. You know, I can't tell those formats apart anyway ;)
 
Yeah they end up as Consultants or work for lieberman and Univision.
 
VERITAS DE VOCE said:
Never mind the decade... seems GMs are idiots in Pleasantville, Smallville or uh... Lewisville. You know, I can't tell those formats apart anyway ;)
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Watch it Plex...'Ol Dave-O Eduardo will put a spell on you. :eek:
 
:eek: OH NO!! anything but that!!I'll be interupting everyones thread coast to coast in every market there is a univsion station,spinning numbers,never admiting if my facts are wrong......Laffer Please find a witch doctor for me!! :'(
 
KPLEXCOMPLEX said:
:eek: OH NO!! anything but that!!I'll be interupting everyones thread coast to coast in every market there is a univsion station,spinning numbers,never admiting if my facts are wrong......Laffer Please find a witch doctor for me!! :'(
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Here ya go Plex :)

I told the witch doctor I was in love with you
I told the witch doctor you didn't love me too
And then the witch doctor, he told me what to do
He said that ....

(CHORUS)
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang...
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang

I told the witch doctor you didn't love me true
I told the witch doctor you didn't love me nice
And then the witch doctor, he game me this advice
He said to ...

(CHORUS)

Now, you've been keeping love from me
Just like you were a miser
And I'll admit I wasn't very smart
So I went out and found myself
A guy that's so much wiser
And he taught me the way to win your heart

My friend the witch doctor, he taught me what to say
My friend the witch doctor, he taught me what to do
I know that you'll be mine when I say this to you
Oh, Baby ....

(CHORUS)

Happy Halloween!!!

Uhhhh, errrrrr..... Wait a minute! This is April, right???

R
 
Yes.Thank You Mr.Seville, Tell Theodore,Simon and Alvin, uh ..Alvin..ALLLLLLVINNNN!
I said hello. :-\
 
Many years ago, a morning show was fired in a small Southern market. The strongest member of the three was a female who had really worked hard and overcome many, many obstacles to gain a great measure of market respect, although she tended to shoot herself in the foot with her brash approach to dealing with radio higher-ups following the buyout. Upon learning of the team's dismissal, she punched a hole in the wall, then proceeded to the transmitter room where she kicked the living cr*p out of several racks before storming out the nearby exit. She managed to get out before the police were called. Fortunately for the rest of the stations housed in the building, she didn't do much damage, but it wasn't for lack of trying. Nobody intervened because to be honest, she was a muscular woman who would have wiped the floor with any of us in that moment of rage. Finally, someone went running for help, but by that time, she was roaring out of the station driveway.

Later that day, a co-worker told me that she'd been paid far less than what they'd been giving the less-established (but yes, male) members of the team. It made me wish, just for a moment, that she'd aimed her kicks a little better.
 
Decades ago the big thing was to take a bulk eraser to the cart rack. Some guys would just give it a hard spin, and send dozens flying across the room. There were the superglue to the doorlock tricks, and the guys who found out they were being fired, and just never showed up.
The first such story I ever heard, Houston, circa 1973, concerned a jock at KILT, who found out he was being let go. Supposedly he walked into the PD's office, pulled a knife and held it to the guy's throat.
"I hear you're canning me. Is that true?"
Of course, the PD denied it, told him he was trying to get him a raise.
The guy is said to have folded the knife, said "That's what I thought you'd say. I could never work for a lying S.O.B. like you"., got on his motorcycle, and rode away. He never sent a forwarding address for his last check.
 
Back when I was still working weekends, there was one Saturday where the guy in after me actually brought a gun with him. I think he was just showing it off, because he had it in a case. But you can imagine how that put me between a rock and a hard place, because it was a toss up between reporting or not reporting this to Dr. G. This guy would have easily figured out I was the one who reported it, since no one else was present, and he also had a slightly disturbed personality. I didn't want to risk being shot over that, so I just kept mute about the situation. Since it was on a weekend and no students were at the school, it wasn't worth the risk of my own safety to make a scene out of it.

That is one of the most difficult situations I have ever experienced.

R
 
Bart McLendon had me kicked out of the KNUS studio in 1971. I was young (15) and stupid and Bart had taken over the station with a plan to switch from progressive rock to top 40. He asked me if I would work through the weekend. Ooops. Sunday night, he was having a dinner party and turned on the station to show off to his friends. What everyone heard was me dissing the management and playing all the restricted songs (the ones with yellow stickers on the vinyl). I was on the air for 1 hour and 36 minutes before the new PD came in and told me "get your boots on and get out!" The worst part was he didn't let me keep the aircheck :(

Tim Spencer
Rock103/Memphis
 
grantchester said:
Decades ago the big thing was to take a bulk eraser to the cart rack. Some guys would just give it a hard spin, and send dozens flying across the room. There were the superglue to the doorlock tricks, and the guys who found out they were being fired, and just never showed up.
The first such story I ever heard, Houston, circa 1973, concerned a jock at KILT, who found out he was being let go. Supposedly he walked into the PD's office, pulled a knife and held it to the guy's throat.
"I hear you're canning me. Is that true?"
Of course, the PD denied it, told him he was trying to get him a raise.
The guy is said to have folded the knife, said "That's what I thought you'd say. I could never work for a lying S.O.B. like you"., got on his motorcycle, and rode away. He never sent a forwarding address for his last check.
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