• On whose air?

    May 5, 2011
    media, US politics

    Monday will be the 50th anniversary of the “vast wasteland” speech Federal Communications Commission chairman Newton Minow gave to the National Association of Broadcasters. (Which must have been like criticizing the Pope for the homily at a Catholic church’s Sunday Mass.)

    “The people own the air,” said Minow. “For every hour that the people give you, you owe them something. And I intend to see that your debt is paid with service.”

    It is first helpful to point out to those who decry the electronic media today that their complaints are not unique in the 10-decade history of broadcasting. The Federal Radio Commission was created in the 1920s, and then supplanted by the Federal Communications Commission in the 1930s, because the airwaves are licensed by “the public” to owners of radio and TV stations.

    The former FCC general counsel Erwin Krasnow thinks the model created well before World War II doesn’t and shouldn’t apply today in a country that takes the First Amendment seriously and a world of 21st-century technology. Krasnow wrote for the Media Institute:

    The public-airwaves concept, particularly as it concerns the authority and mission of the Federal Communications Commission, has led to much misunderstanding and confusion. It is a mischievous notion that has been misused as a rationalization for government regulation.

    Indeed, the public-ownership notion is the main reason for broadcasting’s second-class status under the First Amendment. According to the late Supreme Court Justice William O. Douglas, the argument that the government can control broadcasters because their channels are “in the public domain” — because they use air space — could be applied to regulate speech in parks, since they are also in the public domain. “Yet people who speak there do not come under government censorship.”

    The radio frequency spectrum cannot be seen, touched, or heard. It has existed longer than man, and like air, sunlight, or wind, cannot be owned by anyone. Does a person who uses a windmill to grind grain or pump water owe the “public” for the use of the wind? What about the sunlight used by those who grow wheat, corn, or other crops? And what about the use of the “public’s air space” by aircraft? The list could go on and on, and in each case it can be said that someone is engaging in a business enterprise by using a “public resource.”  …

    The spectrum is there whether it is used or not; only when it is enhanced by the use of broadcasters and others does it have any value at all to the public. The talent, technical knowledge, and financial resources of broadcasters have added to the value of the spectrum. Without a signal supplied by the broadcaster, the spectrum is just so much empty space.

    Closely related to the public-airwaves concept is the notion of scarcity. The combination of public ownership of the airwaves and scarcity has been used as the underlying raison d’etre for applying the public interest standard to regulate the programming practices of broadcasters. …

    … [T] he world of media communications was analog, consisting primarily of paper, ink, and airwaves. The Internet, satellite technology, digital broadcasting, and wireless broadband have revolutionized the way Americans communicate. … There is no blinking from the fact that technological developments have advanced so far that the time has come for both Congress and the FCC to revisit and to renounce the notion of scarcity in today’s digital world.

    The time has come for the FCC to take the following actions: Renounce the discredited concept of public ownership of the airwaves, bury the scarcity rationale, and adopt the approach advocated by former FCC chairman Mark Fowler, by applying a public-interest standard based on minimally regulated marketplace forces rather than content regulation. Fowler once said that whether you call the public-trusteeship model of regulating broadcasters “paternalism” or “nannyism,” it is “Big Brother,” and it must cease. Amen.

    The FCC was created to first to serve as the organizer of the airwaves. Take a look at the history of most terrestrial radio stations of long standing, and you’ll find that they now operate on different frequencies and with different call letters than when they were created. The FCC stepped in to prevent, for instance, one radio station’s signals from leaking into another’s. The same applies to TV; WTMJ-TV (channel 4) in Milwaukee, the state’s first commercial TV station, started as WMJT-TV (the letters stood for “Milwaukee Journal Television”) on channel 3.

    The FCC hearkens back to the days when there was only one kind of radio, AM. Then, sort of simultaneously, came FM and TV. Many radio stations were started by newspapers (such as WGN radio in Chicago, whose call letters mean “World’s Greatest Newspaper,” or so thought WGN’s parent, the Chicago Tribune), and many TV stations were started by radio station owners. (Technically, since Journal Communications purchased the Milwaukee Sentinel in 1962, Journal could be said to have started two TV stations, since the Sentinel started WISN radio and TV.) Such newspaper–radio–TV arrangements were banned by the FCC in 1975, but existing operations, such as the WTMJs, were grandfathered in. (Not many people know that the Post Corp., former owner of The Post~Crescent in Appleton, used to own WLUK-TV (channel 11), originally in Marinette but now in Green Bay.)

    The airwaves are theoretically not as regulated as they used to be. (But judge for yourself.) The odious Fairness Doctrine, which required broadcast outlets to (theoretically) broadcast opposing views when covering controversial topics, went away in 1987, and has stayed away despite Democratic efforts to bring it back on the grounds that they don’t like Rush Limbaugh, Sean Hannity, Charlie Sykes, et al. The FCC also now evaluates newspaper/broadcast ownership combinations on a case-by-case basis, allows broadcast companies to own more than one AM/FM combination in a market, and allows broadcast companies to own more than one TV station in a market as long as both aren’t in the top four of that market. (The owner of WLUK-TV also owns WIWB-TV.)

    Notice I typed “theoretically.” The FCC fined CBS-TV for the infamous Super Bowl Janet Jackson “Nipplegate,” which has led broadcast outlets to such dumb lengths as using seven-second delays on sporting events lest the broadcaster gets fined for a player’s opining that that last referee’s call was “Bullshit!” (Watch a UW football game on TV, and notice how you can’t hear parts of the student section serenading each other in R-rated terms when you could hear them clearly were you sitting in the stands.) The FCC mandated the V-chip (“V” standing for “Lazy Parent Substitute”) and requires TV stations to carry somewhat dubiously defined “children’s programming,” while allowing rather violent videogame advertising during TV sports that children might be watching. And yet, says the FCC:

    The First Amendment, as well as Section 326 of the Communications Act, prohibits the Commission from censoring broadcast material and from interfering with freedom of expression in broadcasting.  The Constitution’s protection of free speech includes that of programming that maybe objectionable to many viewer or listeners.

    Maybe it’s just me, but one of those two paragraphs is not like the other. The FCC doesn’t require that stations carry news programming, but it does require that they carry children’s programming as well as the Emergency Alert System, which allows cable TV systems to interrupt broadcast station programming of, say, weather bulletins with weather bulletins for areas that may not apply to you. (That has happened several times in Ripon.)

    There remains a fundamental inconsistency between how the print media is treated and how the electronic media is treated by the federal government. My friend the Ripon newspaper owner (who, disclosure requires, uses some media geek as a blogger) needs no government permits (other than follow the usual business and workplace regulations) to publish his newspaper, and he shouldn’t have to. That is a concept that goes as far back as my favorite Founding Father, Poor Richard’s Almanack publisher Ben Franklin. (For that matter, I needed no government permit for Marketplace’s three blogs, nor did I need a permit to start this blog. Nor should I need one.)

    But if the publisher wanted to get into radio (there is no question which of Ripon’s two media outlets has superior ownership), he might not be able to in Ripon because he owns the newspaper, even though the public would arguably be served better. (And Ripon’s radio station at least does news; many don’t at all, or don’t do any news that could really be described as “local.”) The FCC ultimately decides who gets to own which broadcast stations on the grounds that the radio spectrum is “scarce,” a concept Krasnow debunks.

    Only anti-corporate activists care about which company owns which TV or radio station. The consumer judges with his or her channel-flipper or tuning control which TV or radio station meets his or her broadcast interests. Those who complain the loudest about programming, I suspect, (1) opponents of free enterprise, and/or (2) don’t like the fact that the public’s viewing habits don’t match their own viewing habits as measured by ratings, which is to say they don’t like markets because markets make choices with which they may not agree. (The week of April 18 I watched, respectively, one and none of the top 10 over-the-air and cable TV shows as Nielsen measured.)

    Moreover, thanks to the Internet, the lines between traditional forms of media are blurring anyway. All it took to figure this out was to see a candidate for a daily newspaper job shooting video for the newspaper’s website. TV station websites now can have longer-form stories, and newspaper websites can have audio and video. I think within my lifetime we will see newspapers and broadcast outlets merge to where the news consumer will be able to choose the form of news presentation — some combination of print, audio and video, accessible via whatever form PCs take in those days or mobile device.

    Neither the FCC nor Congress has figured any of this out. They also have not figured out that the concept of “broadcasting” has been going away for some time, thanks to the increasing diversity of our country (demographically, ideologically and otherwise), and is not coming back. (Note that the highest rated TV show of nearly every season is the Super Bowl; sports is close to becoming the last appointment television we have anymore.) Ultimately, as has always been the case, the media that best serve their audience — whether a geographic, demographic or interest audience — will survive. The FCC should get out of the way of electronic media outlets’ serving their audiences, and the federal government should get out of the way of media outlets’ serving their audiences, period.

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  • Presty the DJ for May 5

    May 5, 2011
    Music

    I’m unaware of whether the soundtrack of “West Side Story” got any radio airplay, but since I played it in both the La Follette and UW marching bands, I note that today in 1962 the soundtrack hit number one and stayed there for 54 weeks:

    Happy birthday to drummer Bill Ward of Black Sabbath …

    … and Maggie MacNeal, half of Mouth & MacNeal, who asked …

    … and Sean McLuskey, singer for the one-hit-wonder Jo Boxers:

    Today is the birthday as well of saxophonist Ace Cannon, whom like many instrumentalists you may not have heard of, but you’ve heard his work:

    Having a small set of offerings today, here are two more famous versions (and quite different from each other) of a song noted earlier this week:

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  • Interstate __

    May 4, 2011
    US politics, Wheels, Wisconsin politics

    Those who follow these sorts of things know that Gov. Scott Walker’s attempt to seek Interstate status for the freeway portions of U.S. 41 is not really news.

    In fact, 41 between Milwaukee and Green Bay has been supposed to be slated for the Interstate system since 2005, when U.S. Rep. Tom Petri (R–Fond du Lac) inserted that stipulation into a transportation bill passed by Congress and signed into law. That is one reason for the billions of dollars of work on 41 between Oshkosh and Neenah and in the Green Bay area. Walker is seeking to have 41 changed into Interstate (fill in the number, about which more later) by 2015.

    First, some history, much of it from the excellent WisconsinHighways.org site and from WisconsinHistory.org. An important anniversary largely unobserved in Wisconsin took place Sept. 4, 1958, when the first segment of Wisconsin’s Interstate highways — I–94 between U.S. 18 and Waukesha County SS — opened, as pictured here.

    The Interstate Highway System — created to serve “national defense; integrating the national [freeway or highway] system by filling missing links; assisting industrial, recreational and commercial movement, and ‘providing direct access to, for, and from rural and urban areas,’” according to WisconsinHighways.org — is one of the few cases where Americans have gotten their money’s worth from federal spending. It is impossible to imagine the American economy without the ability of independent mobility — to move goods and services from business to customer, for families to vacation somewhere other than where they live, or for people to be able to relocate through putting their stuff in their car and filling up the gas tank — without having to rely on someone else’s, or more likely Big Government Brother’s, schedule.

    Interstates to me have always represented opportunity of mobility. I grew up one mile from where I–90 (the nation’s longest Interstate, connecting Boston, Chicago and Seattle) heads south into Illinois, I–94 heads east to Milwaukee, and I–90/94 head northward. The Doppler whine of vehicles heading north or south past our neighborhood was omnipresent whenever the weather was nice enough to open the windows, particularly on holiday weekends.

    The initial design of the Interstate Highway System is another example of the federal government’s screwing over Wisconsin. Wisconsin has for years been considered a “2 percent state,” having approximately 2 percent of the nation’s population, vehicles, gross domestic product, etc. And yet Wisconsin initially was to have 1 percent of the Interstate system’s mileage, with just two Interstates — I–90 from Beloit through Madison to Tomah to La Crosse, and I–94 from Kenosha through Milwaukee and Madison (along the old Wisconsin 30) to Tomah to Hudson — on the first map. (The initial plan to have I–90 along U.S. 18 between Prairie du Chien and Madison was rejected by the feds, with 90 and 94 ending up along the same route from Tomah to Madison, creating the epic Wisconsin Dells bottlenecks).

    There were proposals to connect Superior and Eau Claire, Milwaukee and Marinette, and Green Bay and Hurley by Interstate, all rejected by the feds. Not until 1972 was a Milwaukee-to-Green Bay Interstate approved, with three route choices — along U.S. 41 connecting the Fox Cities, Oshkosh, Fond du Lac and West Bend; along U.S. 141 connecting Manitowoc, Sheboygan and Port Washington; and along Wisconsin 57 splitting the difference between the two routes. Ultimately, 141 was converted to what became Interstate 43, a bit of an odd decision given that more people and industry can be found along 41 than I–43.

    Thanks to legislative legerdemain, Wisconsin’s Interstate map has expanded over the years. I–43 was expanded southwest to Beloit along what used to be Wisconsin 15. (Don’t confuse that with the new Wisconsin 15 northwest from the Fox Cities.) U.S. 51 north of I–90/94 became Interstate 39 to Wausau (and at some future point probably northward with the giant U.S. 51/Wisconsin 29 interchange project finished in Wausau). Wisconsin has three other Interstates — I–894, which runs from north of Mitchell Field to near the Milwaukee County Zoo; I–794, which runs south from downtown Milwaukee for a few miles; and I–535, which is the Duluth-to-Superior bridge.

    Wisconsin also has a lot of non-Interstate four-lanes — U.S. 151 between Fond du Lac and Dubuque (which replaced a road that killed two UW Band members with whom I marched), U.S. 53 from Eau Claire to Superior, U.S. 10 from the Fox Cities to Stevens Point (and eventually westward), Wisconsin 29 from Eau Claire to Green Bay — that the state had to build (with, admittedly, significant federal money) because the feds just didn’t see Wisconsin as important enough for more Interstates. Perhaps this is because Wisconsin keeps sending to Washington U.S. senators less interested in their state than, respectively, seeing Communists while being too sloppy to see if they were Communists (Joe McCarthy), insignificant examples of government waste that never challenged the size and scope of government (William Proxmire), Gaia (Gaylord Nelson), and campaign finance reform (Russ Feingold, thankfully retired by the voters Nov. 2).

    The fact is that U.S. 41’s inclusion in the Interstate system is long overdue. (And while we’re at it, Wisconsin 441 and Wisconsin 172 between 41 and I–43 should be added too.) I–43 as the main Milwaukee-to-Green Bay connection was always insufficient in that there are no freeway connections from the more populous west side of Lake Winnebago to I–43. Interstates are the safest roads because they are designed without intersections or sharp curves and with gradual transitions from one road to the next. They are the best transportation combination of safety and freedom that man is likely to be able to design.

    The Milwaukee Journal Sentinel’s story attracted the usual collection of idiotic comments. One common theme is the ludicrous claim that high-speed rail is superior to Interstate travel. The mere fact that you would be traveling on someone else’s schedule debunks that claim. The fact that the high-speed rail supported by the previous administration would be unusable to most of the state, not to mention freight-hauling businesses, demonstrates the elitism of the high-speed-rail set. And the quoted $15 million to $20 million to finish the upgrade project would cost less than more than $800 million for freeway speed rail, wouldn’t it?

    Another asks why an Interstate designation is needed — evidently written by people who do not understand the concept of marketing. The Interstate is a brand with its own brand promise — that you get at least two lanes in each direction, with no intersections, stop signs or stoplights, and that you will get to your destination as fast as your vehicle can take you and traffic will allow you. There are non-Interstate freeways, but drivers and businesses now know what Interstates give the driver, which is not guaranteed with any other kind of road.

    “The Milwaukee to Green Bay corridor and the Fox Valley are major centers for economic growth and employment in Wisconsin, and the entire area deserves the infrastructure necessary to support the businesses there,” said Petri, who apparently does understand how marketing works in economic development. “‘Interstate’ is our premier class of roads, and this region deserves no less, so I am pleased to be working with Gov. Walker on this to build our state’s competitiveness and create jobs.”

    A word about the number: U.S. 41 is not likely to become I–41 because state law prohibits a U.S. highway’s having the same number as an Interstate. The four-lane portions of U.S. 41 northeast of Abrams still have intersections, so that part of 41 can’t be in the Interstate system. (Upper Peninsula residents wondering why their parts of U.S. 41 can’t be Interstate — the UP’s only Interstate is I–75 from the Mackinac Bridge to Sault Ste. Marie — should ask the Michigan Department of Transportation and former U.S. Rep. Bart Stupak.) About two years ago, there were reports that U.S. 41 would become I–243, which would be considered a bypass of I–43, and which would make converting to an Interstate beside the point.

    If U.S. 41 cannot become I–41, the preferable alternative would be to make it an extension of I–55, which now connects Chicago, St. Louis and New Orleans. Since Milwaukee and Chicago are already connected by Interstate (I–55 ends at Lake Shore Drive, which there is … U.S. 41), it should be just a matter of changing signs to extend I–55 from Chicago through Milwaukee, West Bend, Fond du Lac and the Fox Cities to Green Bay. That would mean, incidentally, that I–55 would connect Soldier Field (which in the distance in this photo) and Lambeau Field.

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  • >Presty the DJ for May 4

    May 4, 2011
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    >May must be a big month for radio DJ anniversaries. Alan Freed hosted the first prime-time rock and roll TV show — called, in a blast of original inspiration, “Rock ‘n Roll Show” — today in 1957:

    Birthdays include Spirit drummer Ed Cassidy (who was the stepfather of Spirit’s guitarist):

    The Troggs drummer Ronnie Bond:

    One year later arrived Nicholas Ashford, half of Ashford & Simpson, writers of:

    One year later arrived Peggy Santiglia McGannon of The Angels:

    One year later arrived George Wadenius of Blood Sweat & Tears:

    Nazareth guitarist Zal Cleminson:

    Darryl Hunt of the Pogues:

     
    Bruce Day was a drummer for both Santana ..
    … and Pablo Cruise:
    Gregg Alexander was The New Radicals all by himself:
    Mike Dirnt, bassist for Green Day, hopes you have the time of your life today:

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  • Irrational exuberance

    May 3, 2011
    US politics

    Around 9 Sunday night, I started to notice tweets that the White House was going to make an announcement at 9:30 p.m. Which made me wonder what in the world was so important that the White House couldn’t have waited until Monday morning.

    President Obama took so long to make the announcement that after watching nearly an hour of head-scratching on CBS and NBC, I went upstairs to send this tweet, and of course missed the speech. By then, the speech was somewhat superfluous, but the pre-speech pause gave Fox’s Geraldo Rivera a chance to emote and various NBC talking heads the chance to claim that this is a great triumph for Obama.

    Obama deserves credit because, rhetoric aside, how the Obama administration has handled the war on terror has been indistinguishable from how the George W. Bush administration handled the war on terror, right down to Guantanamo, secret CIA prisons, and “enhanced interrogation techniques” including, for all we know, waterboarding. It is interesting to see liberals who were squeamish about how the war on terror has been conducted, suddenly become fans of the war on terror’s positive results. One of the funniest tweets from last night was an observation that Richard Nixon would have approved of going into a foreign country without its government’s permission or knowledge to eliminate combatants.

    My less-than-overwhelmed reaction has nothing to do with such squeamishness. (Nor does it have to do with any concern, as noted by a UW–Green Bay professor on WFRV-TV last night, over how celebrating bin Laden’s death might be viewed on the “Arab street.” Read Proverbs 11:10.) My opposition to the death penalty applies only to Americans. Gen. George Patton was fond of saying that the point of war was not to die for your country, but to make the enemy die for his country. (That would be the family-friendly paraphrase.) The question about waterboarding and other “enhanced interrogation techniques” is not whether they are too mean to enemies of our country, but whether they result in credible information. Apparently we have an answer after Sunday.

    The people who deserve their celebration are the men and women of our armed forces, particularly those who planned and executed the mission that executed bin Laden and as a bonus acquired a great deal of additional IT-based information with the lone casualty of one of the team’s helicopters. Those related to the victims of 9/11 deserve their satisfaction as well, even if one death doesn’t bring back those who died on 9/11.

    Osama bin Laden may be to the war on terror what Adolf Hitler was to World War II (although a more apt comparison is Japanese Admiral Isoroku Yamamoto, architect of the Pearl Harbor attack, who was shot down in a covert operation less than two years later), but the comparison ends there, because the war on terror is most certainly not over. Obama’s predecessor, George W. Bush, described it early on as a long, shadowy campaign in which the victories would not be visible.

    And that well describes the war on terror, in part because, due to lack of political courage or political considerations, it has never been called what it actually is — a war by radical Islam against the rest of the world, including Muslims who don’t seek the subjugation of the rest of the world. Terrorism is not unique to radical Islam, of course, but any “religion” that treats women as cattle does not deserve to exist. Liberals might notice how quickly the Obama administration became fans of the Patriot Act, opposed by liberals since its enactment during the (fill in your favorite pejorative) Bush administration. Others should notice how onerous airport security has become without actually making us safer.

    I hate to use the phrase from the headline to describe the immediate reaction to bin Laden’s long-overdue descent into Na’ar, Islam’s Hell. Then again, what other phrase could describe the waste of electricity known as ABC-TV’s “The View,” whose apparent position is that the 2012 presidential election should be canceled? (I have a better idea for cancellation.)

    Obama fans apparently need a history lesson:
    1945: British voters reward Winston Churchill for his leadership during World War II by booting his Conservative Party, and thus Churchill, out of control of the British Parliament.
    1973: The U.S. ends the Vietnam War. Less than 18 months later, Richard Nixon resigns the presidency a step ahead of an impeachment trial.
    1977: Jimmy Carter engineers the Israel–Egypt peace treaty. Three years later, voters fire Carter.
    1991: Operation Desert Storm ends successfully with Iraq’s being forced to exit Kuwait. Less than two years later, President George H.W. Bush exits the White House.

    The 2012 election will be decided by whatever voters think is happening with the economy, and, barring something bigger than what happened Sunday, nothing else. That was my opinion before Sunday night, and that is my opinion today.

    Irrational exuberance is not limited only to Obama supporters. K.T. McFarland wrote at FoxNews.com:

    If the Pakistani leadership in government, the military, the intelligence services decide that Al Qaeda is the weak horse, they could stop hedging their bets, stop playing their double game, and come out in support of the United States. They might clean out the Taliban safe havens in the tribal areas. If the Afghan government concludes the same, they might be willing to do what’s necessary to rally the country around their leadership, and take over more and more of the fight against the Taliban.
    The war in Afghanistan is a three legged stool. One leg is the military operation on the ground in Afghanistan. The Petraeus plan has a chance of success. But the other two legs are the long term viability of the Afghan government in Kabul, and the willingness and ability of the Pakistani government to go after the Taliban safe havens in the tribal areas. Those two legs always seemed wobbly, and no stool can stand on only one leg. The death of Usama Bin Laden, so dramatically and successfully and skillfully accomplished at the hands of just 40 American SEALs, could stiffen those two wobbly legs. Then Afghanistan, like Iraq, might be a qualified success.
    And, if the United States leaves Iraq this year, and starts drawing down from Afghanistan and in both cases leaves behind countries able to provide their own security, then the curse will really be lifted. And the decade of darkness will be over, and it will be morning again in America.
    Those paragraphs have a lot of “ifs” — too many ifs for that rosy scenario to take place. And none of that solves unemployment rates that have been higher in every month of the Obama administration than at any point in the George W. Bush, Clinton and George H.W. Bush administrations, plus $4-a-gallon gas (which we may remember fondly when the calendar, as opposed to the weather, indicates summer), the weak and weakening dollar, budget deficits that will never be eliminated, federal debt that will never be paid off, etc., etc., etc. And all of that is on Obama’s doorstep and no one else’s, whether bin Laden was sleeping with the fishes or not, because all of the aforementioned that existed when Obama got the keys to the White House has gotten worse.

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  • Presty the DJ for May 3

    May 3, 2011
    Music

    So who is celebrating the same birthday as my oldest son?

    Pete Seeger, writer of this classic:

    James Brown, the hardest working man in show business:

    Frankie Valli, whose Four Seasons are the inspiration of the musical “The Jersey Boys”:

    Peter Staples of the Troggs:

    One-hit-wonder Mary Hopkin:

    One year later came Christopher Cross, who has in my opinion exactly one listenable song,  thanks to Michael McDonald of the Doobie Brothers:

    Two years later came Bruce Hall, bassist of REO Speedwagon:

    REO was an icon of ’80s rock, as was one-hit-wonder Soft Cell:

    David Darwin Pedruska is not a name in rock, but Spencer native Dave Dudley had, in chronological order, a number-two and number-one country hit in his long recording career:

    One other anniversary in keeping with Monday’s note about WLS: Far to the west, the Real Don Steele started work in Los Angeles today in 1965:

    And on a much more serious note, National Public Radio began programming today in 1971.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B3jKm61xfbY&feature=player_embedded#!

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  • The day of the killer tornadoes

    May 2, 2011
    weather

    First, a photo from a friend of my wife, shot in Cullman, Ala.:

    Next, the video that must be seen to be believed:

    This shows the number of tornado watches that were in effect at 5:44 p.m. Central time Wednesday:

    I followed the storm coverage from Birmingham and then Atlanta online Wednesday. As I tweeted, there were colors on the weather radar that I had never seen before, indicating the intensity of some of the storms.

    With final death tolls still to be determined, this is being reported as the second deadliest tornado outbreak in U.S. history, passing up the April 1974 “Super Outbreak” (commemorated in the documentary “The Day of the Killer Tornadoes“), and exceeded only by the Tri-State Tornado (which probably was a series of tornadoes) March 18, 1925,  among modern-measured tornado outbreaks.

    The Meteorological Musings blog has a succinct explanation that may explain why so many people died Wednesday:

    Here is some of what I believe is true, pending formal investigation.
    • This was a historic event. It appears (not sure yet) to be the worst tornado outbreak, in terms of number of F-4 and F-5 tornadoes (the upper 2% in damage potential) since April 3, 1974. It also appears similar to the “Enigma Outbreak” (same geographic area) of February, 1884. The latter is estimated to have killed as many as 1,200.
    • When dealing with F-4 and F-5 tornadoes, there is no assurance of survival. For example, in Greensburg, KS in 2007, eight of the 9 people killed (out of the 1,500 in the tornado’s path) were in shelter, including basements. The South has relatively few basements and many tens of thousands were in the path of these tornadoes. The bathtub offers reasonable protection for the far more common F-1 to F-3 tornadoes. It offers little protection during F-4 and F-5 tornadoes where everything is swept away.
    • Earlier tornadoes knocked out the communications infrastructure. This is a problem I have not previously encountered. It was first reported by a Birmingham TV station today. There are reports that because of the multiplicity of tornadoes, the power had been lost in the first wave of storms and so TV, internet, etc., were not available when the second wave occurred. These people likely did not get the warning. We do not yet know how widespread this problem was.
    • Mobile homes. We talked about this less than two weeks ago. I was in Charlotte a week ago today and was told by insurance industry people that the tie-down laws are not enforced (no requirement for inspection upon occupancy). I have seen video of mobile homes that were not tied down and were without wind skirting. They also told me few mobile home parks had shelters. If true, this is a deadly combination. In the April 15-16, 2011 tornadoes from Mississippi to North Carolina, 86% of the deaths were in mobile homes.

    The “communications infrastructure” referred to in his third bullet point may have included, based on reports of last week, National Weather Service radio. A morning wave of severe weather not only knocked out power, but may have knocked down towers. This is critical given that weather radio gets out the warnings before media, since the warning is given by computer then automatically broadcast.

    There are two additional potential factors; one is a fact, the other is conjecture. The 1974 outbreak was in a country that had less than 200 million people in it. Last week’s outbreak was in a country that has more than 300 million people, and the South has grown faster than most other parts of the country. All other things being equal, if areas are more dense people, the possibility for higher casualties increases.

    From all indications, the warnings did in fact get out. (As they did during our tornadoes of early April.) Improved weather radar technology (in the 1974 outbreak, “weather radar” was World War II-surplus aviation radar) meant storms are easier to track, and their severity is more apparent. (And it certainly was apparent Wednesday night.)

    One wonders, though, about, for lack of a better term, “warning fatigue.” Despite the fact that the Weather Service predicted our early April tornado outbreak several days in advance, there remains skepticism up here about storm warnings because everyone can remember at least one time when the Weather Service got it wrong. As noted here before, to the usual tornado-warning criteria of a radar signature or an actual sighting has been added what I call a “STCOPAT” — Severe Thunderstorm Capable of Producing a Tornado. (Such as the STCOPAT that sent us into our basement without a tornado actually occurring.) The South gets more tornadoes than here, so I can’t say if the South gets “warning fatigue,” but one wonders how many people were skeptical about the warnings until the weird-colored skies and the dreaded freight train sound, and by then it’s probably too late.

    Another reason I like Meteorological Musings is because the blogger is correctly skeptical about another popularly attributed cause for last week’s severe weather: global warming — oops, anthropogenic climate change or whatever it’s being called these days. He quotes from (more accurately, tears apart) a New York Times story:

    The Times’ article begins with this statement:

    The cruelty of this particular April, in the number of tornadoes recorded, is without equal in the United States.

    This may or may not be true. The statement is at least premature. The NWS Storm Prediction Center March 8th changed its methodology which allows more reports of tornadoes and other severe storms to be logged (see first note here). We don’t know yet whether this is a record April.

    Tornadoes in particular, researchers say, straddle the line between the known and the profoundly unknowable.
    “There’s a large crapshoot aspect,” said Kevin Trenberth, a senior scientist at the National Center for Atmospheric Research in Boulder, Colo.

    It is correct that we do not fully understand the physics of tornadogenesis but we understand the conditions under which large tornadoes (like Wednesday’s) form so we can forecast them and issue warnings for them with high accuracy. If you don’t believe it, just scroll back through the forecasts of the last three weeks on this blog or, for Wednesday’s storms go here or here for just two examples. It is hardly a “crapshoot.” …

    The next paragraphs are, I suspect, the real motivation for this article:

    When technology can predict oncoming storm tracks and conditions with greater certainty than ever, and scientists assert with growing unanimity a human impact on climate, what is a natural act of God and what is more correctly the province of humans themselves? Where is the place of psychic shelter in an age when the lines between fate and human action are blurred?
    The prevalence of hurricanes, droughts and floods has been linked in many climate models to the impact of a warming planet. Such a connection is more tentative when it comes to twisters.

    Ah, ‘climate change.’ The article goes on to discuss the Times‘ linking of these tornadoes to climate change. This linkage can be easily refuted.

    This is a graph of world temperatures complied by the University of East Anglia’s Climate Research Unit (global warming advocates). I have placed arrows pointing to the temperatures in 1884 (the “Enigma Outbreak” which killed as many as 1,200 in the South), the 1936 Tupelo/Gainesville tornadoes (which killed 800+), the “Superoutbreak” of tornadoes in 1974, and Wednesday’s. Note that these tornado outbreaks — which killed even more people — all occurred with cooler atmospheric temperatures. It is absurd to link Wednesday’s tornadoes to current world temperatures!

    The article goes on to babble,

    If scientists cannot be sure — or trusted, as doubters of climate change might say — then where should an ordinary person on the ground turn for solace or strength in the raging maw of a storm?

    Can’t be “trusted”? As an atmospheric scientist, I resent this. Meteorologists have worked tirelessly over the last month to provide excellent forecasts and warnings of these storms that have been credited with having hundreds of lives.

    Few publications can go off the rails like the Times when they want to find an excuse to write about ‘climate change.’ It would be nice if, occasionally, they got their facts right. 

    But for the mainstream news media, which has thrown skepticism about the main cause and, more importantly, answers to global climate change that predates man and the Industrial Age (two words: Better adapt), facts get in the way of their story line.

    That is the mainstream media’s excuse. There is no excuse for this:

    ThinkProgress: Storm victims kind of had it coming, didn’t they?
    Unlike James Wolcott, the writer doesn’t actually root for bad weather, he’s simply using the tragedy in the South to proselytize for his belief system.

    The congressional delegations of these states — Alabama, Tennessee, Mississippi, Georgia, Virginia, and Kentucky — overwhelmingly voted to reject the science that polluting the climate is dangerous. They are deliberately ignoring the warnings from scientists.

    Translation: ‘You know, it’s really awful what happened down there and all, but if you don’t believe in global warming, Gaia will end you.’
    Thankfully, there is some pushback against this view from those in a position to know about such things, but I’m sure that opinion will be dismissed as heresy by the true believers.  There’s a bloody shirt to wave, after all.  Mankind must atone for its sins.
    I do wonder, however, whether those who warn of the dangers of global warming realize that blaming all unusual weather on their favored boogeyman leaves them open to criticism like this.  Just so you know, that isn’t the only post at the blog along these lines.  JammieWearing Fool finds another.

    Meteorological Musings also passes on information about how to help the tornado victims. Somehow, I doubt ThinkProgress fans (one of whom’s address is at 1600 Pennsylvania Ave. in Washington, D.C.) will contribute.

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  • >Presty the DJ for May 2

    May 2, 2011
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    >Today is the 51st anniversary of what I used to consider the greatest radio station on the planet in its best format:

    Since WLS didn’t convert from country (they were known as the “Prairie Farmer”) to top 40 until 1960, Link Wray would have been a golden oldie, not on the weekly Silver Dollar Survey:

     
    Today is also the birthday of John Verity of Argent …
     
    … who was born the same day as Randy Cain of the Delfonics …

    … who was born the same day as the Kinks drummer Bob Henrit:

    … who was born one year earlier than Lesley Gore:

    Also with a birthday is Lou Gramm of Foreigner, one of the name-brand rock groups of the ’70s and ’80s:

     
    One year later was born bassist John Glascock of Jethro Tull:

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  • Welcome to Na’ar, Osama

    May 1, 2011
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    While we wait for whatever’s stopping President Obama from announcing Osama bin Laden’s death, Fox News is calling this a great triumph for the U.S., and NBC News is calling it a great triumph for Obama.

    Whatever.

    After the 9/11 terrorist attacks,  masterminded by bin Laden, the Onion ran this piece:

    Hijackers Surprised To Find Selves In Hell

    JAHANNEM, OUTER DARKNESS—The hijackers who carried out the Sept. 11 attacks on the World Trade Center and Pentagon expressed confusion and surprise Monday to find themselves in the lowest plane of Na’ar, Islam’s Hell.
    “I was promised I would spend eternity in Paradise, being fed honeyed cakes by 67 virgins in a tree-lined garden, if only I would fly the airplane into one of the Twin Towers,” said Mohammed Atta, one of the hijackers of American Airlines Flight 11, between attempts to vomit up the wasps, hornets, and live coals infesting his stomach. “But instead, I am fed the boiling feces of traitors by malicious, laughing Ifrit. Is this to be my reward for destroying the enemies of my faith?”
    The rest of Atta’s words turned to raw-throated shrieks, as a tusked, asp-tongued demon burst his eyeballs and drank the fluid that ran down his face.

    Feel free to click here, substitute “bin Laden” for any hijacker reference, and enjoy.

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  • Back when we cared about the Bucks

    April 30, 2011
    media, Sports

    Today is the 40th anniversary of the Milwaukee Bucks’ first and only NBA title, when the Bucks defeated the Baltimore Bullets (now Washington Wizards) to sweep the 1971 NBA Finals.

    The narrator of the preceding video is Eddie Doucette, the Bucks’ first and most memorable announcer. (How many announcers do you know have their own dictionary?)

    The Bucks were just in their third season of existence. Their first year went sufficiently badly that they were part of the coin flip for the first draft pick. The Bucks won the coin flip and selected UCLA center Lew Alcindor. (Who, I concluded a few years later from a sports book I read in third grade, was a dead ringer for Kareem Abdul-Jabbar.) One year later, the Bucks traded for guard Oscar Robertson, and that pair dominated the NBA in 1970–71, ending with …

    The Bucks never won an NBA title after that (they’re still in the NBA, although they seem unlikely to contend for a title in my lifetime), although 1971–72 was highlighted by their beating the Los Angeles Lakers to end the Lakers’ NBA-record 33-game winning streak. Two years after that, the Bucks got to the NBA Finals again, losing in seven games to Boston despite perhaps the best playoff game ever, the double-overtime sixth game.

    (The CBS announcer on the preceding clips is, believe it or don’t, Pat Summerall, working with Rick Barry, who was still an active player at the time.)

    The Bucks originally were in the NBA’s Western Conference before moving to the Eastern Conference in the 1980s. They probably should have stayed in the West. In the 1980s, with Don Nelson as coach and such players as Sidney Moncrief and Marques Johnson, the Bucks were widely thought of as the NBA’s fourth best team. Unfortunately, two of the top three were in the same conference — Boston (Larry Bird) and Philadelphia (Julius Erving), one of which usually ended the Bucks’ season in the playoffs. (Had the Bucks been in the West, they would have had to get past one team, the Magic Johnson-led Lakers.)

    Then Herb Kohl bought the Bucks, Nelson and Kohl didn’t get along, Nelson left and the Bucks descended into irrelevance except for a couple years when George Karl was hired as coach, culminating in the 2000–01 season, when the Bucks lost the Eastern Conference finals to … Philadelphia. Did you know the Bucks didn’t make the playoffs this season? You’re forgiven if you didn’t notice.

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The thoughts of a journalist/libertarian–conservative/Christian husband, father, Eagle Scout and aficionado of obscure rock music. Thoughts herein are only the author’s and not necessarily the opinions of his family, friends, neighbors, church members or past, present or future employers.

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    • Adventures in ruralu0026nbsp;inkBack in June 2009, I was driving somewhere through a rural area. And for some reason, I had a flashback to two experiences in my career about that time of year many years ago. In 1988, eight days after graduating from the University of Wisconsin, I started work at the Grant County Herald Independent in Lancaster as a — well, the — reporter. Four years after that, on my 27th birthday, I purchased, with a business partner, the Tri-County Press in Cuba City, my first business venture. Both were experiences about which Wisconsin author Michael Perry might write. I thought about all this after reading a novel, The Deadline, written by a former newspaper editor and publisher. (Now who would write a novel about a weekly newspaper?) As a former newspaper owner, I picked at some of it — why finance a newspaper purchase through the bank if the seller is willing to finance it? Because the mean bank lender is a plot point! — and it is much more interesting than reality, but it is very well written, with a nicely twisting plot, and quite entertaining, again more so than reality. There is something about that first job out of college that makes you remember it perhaps more…
    • Adventures in radioI’ve been in the full-time work world half my life. For that same amount of time I’ve been broadcasting sports as a side interest, something I had wanted to since I started listening to games on radio and watching on TV, and then actually attending games. If you ask someone who’s worked in radio for some time about the late ’70s TV series “WKRP in Cincinnati,” most of them will tell you that, if anything, the series understated how wacky working in radio can be. Perhaps the funniest episode in the history of TV is the “WKRP” episode, based on a true story, about the fictional radio station’s Thanksgiving promotion — throwing live turkeys out of a helicopter under the mistaken belief that, in the words of WKRP owner Arthur Carlson, “As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly.” [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ST01bZJPuE0] I’ve never been involved in anything like that. I have announced games from the roofs of press boxes (once on a nice day, and once in 50-mph winds), from a Mississippi River bluff (more on that later), and from the front row of the second balcony of the University of Wisconsin Fieldhouse (great view, but not a place to go if…
    • “Good morning/afternoon/evening, ________ fans …”
    • My biggest storyEarlier this week, while looking for something else, I came upon some of my own work. (I’m going to write a blog someday called “Things I Found While Looking for Something Else.” This is not that blog.) The Grant County Sheriff’s Department, in the county where I used to live, has a tribute page to the two officers in county history who died in the line of duty. One is William Loud, a deputy marshal in Cassville, shot to death by two bank robbers in 1912. The other is Tom Reuter, a Grant County deputy sheriff who was shot to death at the end of his 4 p.m.-to-midnight shift March 18, 1990. Gregory Coulthard, then a 19-year-old farmhand, was convicted of first-degree intentional homicide and is serving a life sentence, with his first eligibility for parole on March 18, 2015, just 3½ years from now. I’ve written a lot over the years. I think this, from my first two years in the full-time journalism world, will go down as the story I remember the most. For journalists, big stories contain a paradox, which was pointed out in CBS-TV’s interview of Andy Rooney on his last “60 Minutes” Sunday. Morley Safer said something along the line…
  • Food and drink
    • The Roesch/Prestegard familyu0026nbsp;cookbookFrom the family cookbook(s) All the families I’m associated with love to eat, so it’s a good thing we enjoy cooking. The first out-of-my-house food memory I have is of my grandmother’s cooking for Christmas or other family occasions. According to my mother, my grandmother had a baked beans recipe that she would make for my mother. Unfortunately, the recipe seems to have  disappeared. Also unfortunately, my early days as a picky, though voluminous, eater meant I missed a lot of those recipes made from such wholesome ingredients as lard and meat fat. I particularly remember a couple of meals that involve my family. The day of Super Bowl XXXI, my parents, my brother, my aunt and uncle and a group of their friends got together to share lots of food and cheer on the Packers to their first NFL title in 29 years. (After which Jannan and I drove to Lambeau Field in the snow,  but that’s another story.) Then, on Dec. 31, 1999, my parents, my brother, my aunt and uncle and Jannan and I (along with Michael in utero) had a one-course-per-hour meal to appropriately end years beginning with the number 1. Unfortunately I can’t remember what we…
    • SkålI was the editor of Marketplace Magazine for 10 years. If I had to point to one thing that demonstrates improved quality of life since I came to Northeast Wisconsin in 1994, it would be … … the growth of breweries and  wineries in Northeast Wisconsin. The former of those two facts makes sense, given our heritage as a brewing state. The latter is less self-evident, since no one thinks of Wisconsin as having a good grape-growing climate. Some snobs claim that apple or cherry wines aren’t really wines at all. But one of the great facets of free enterprise is the opportunity to make your own choice of what food and drink to drink. (At least for now, though some wish to restrict our food and drink choices.) Wisconsin’s historically predominant ethnic group (and our family’s) is German. Our German ancestors did unfortunately bring large government and high taxes with them, but they also brought beer. Europeans brought wine with them, since they came from countries with poor-quality drinking water. Within 50 years of a wave of mid-19th-century German immigration, brewing had become the fifth largest industry in the U.S., according to Maureen Ogle, author of Ambitious Brew: The Story of American Beer. Beer and wine have…
  • Wheels
    • America’s sports carMy birthday in June dawned without a Chevrolet Corvette in front of my house. (The Corvette at the top of the page was featured at the 2007 Greater Milwaukee Auto Show. The copilot is my oldest son, Michael.) Which isn’t surprising. I have three young children, and I have a house with a one-car garage. (Then again, this would be more practical, though a blatant pluck-your-eyes-out violation of the Corvette ethos. Of course, so was this.) The reality is that I’m likely to be able to own a Corvette only if I get a visit from the Corvette Fairy, whose office is next door to the Easter Bunny. (I hope this isn’t foreshadowing: When I interviewed Dave Richter of Valley Corvette for a car enthusiast story in the late great Marketplace Magazine, he said that the most popular Corvette in most fans’ minds was a Corvette built during their days in high school. This would be a problem for me in that I graduated from high school in 1983, when no Corvette was built.) The Corvette is one of those cars whose existence may be difficult to understand within General Motors Corp. The Corvette is what is known as a “halo car,” a car that drives people into showrooms, even if…
    • Barges on fouru0026nbsp;wheelsI originally wrote this in September 2008.  At the Fox Cities Business Expo Tuesday, a Smart car was displayed at the United Way Fox Cities booth. I reported that I once owned a car into which trunk, I believe, the Smart could be placed, with the trunk lid shut. This is said car — a 1975 Chevrolet Caprice coupe (ours was dark red), whose doors are, I believe, longer than the entire Smart. The Caprice, built down Interstate 90 from us Madisonians in Janesville (a neighbor of ours who worked at the plant probably helped put it together) was the flagship of Chevy’s full-size fleet (which included the stripper Bel Air and middle-of-the-road Impala), featuring popular-for-the-time vinyl roofs, better sound insulation, an upgraded cloth interior, rear fender skirts and fancy Caprice badges. The Caprice was 18 feet 1 inch long and weighed 4,300 pounds. For comparison: The midsize Chevrolet of the ear was the Malibu, which was the same approximate size as the Caprice after its 1977 downsizing. The compact Chevrolet of the era was the Nova, which was 200 inches long — four inches longer than a current Cadillac STS. Wikipedia’s entry on the Caprice has this amusing sentence: “As fuel economy became a bigger priority among Americans…
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    • The garage of misfit cars
    • 100 years (and one day) of our Chevrolets
    • They built Excitement, sort of, once in a while
    • A wagon by any otheru0026nbsp;nameFirst written in 2008. You will see more don’t-call-them-station-wagons as you drive today. Readers around my age have probably had some experience with a vehicle increasingly rare on the road — the station wagon. If you were a Boy Scout or Girl Scout, or were a member of some kind of youth athletic team, or had a large dog, or had relatives approximately your age, or had friends who needed to be transported somewhere, or had parents who occasionally had to haul (either in the back or in a trailer) more than what could be fit inside a car trunk, you (or, actually, your parents) were the target demographic for the station wagon. “Station wagons came to be like covered wagons — so much family activity happened in those cars,” said Tim Cleary, president of the American Station Wagon Owners Association, in Country Living magazine. Wagons “were used for everything from daily runs to the grocery store to long summer driving trips, and while many men and women might have wanted a fancier or sportier car, a station wagon was something they knew they needed for the family.” The “station wagon” originally was a vehicle with a covered seating area to take people between train stations…
    • Wheels on theu0026nbsp;screenBetween my former and current blogs, I wrote a lot about automobiles and TV and movies. Think of this post as killing two birds (Thunderbirds? Firebirds? Skylarks?) with one stone. Most movies and TV series view cars the same way most people view cars — as A-to-B transportation. (That’s not counting the movies or series where the car is the plot, like the haunted “Christine” or “Knight Rider” or the “Back to the Future” movies.) The philosophy here, of course, is that cars are not merely A-to-B transportation. Which disqualifies most police shows from what you’re about to read, even though I’ve watched more police video than anything else, because police cars are plain Jane vehicles. The highlight in a sense is in the beginning: The car chase in my favorite movie, “Bullitt,” featuring Steve McQueen’s 1968 Ford Mustang against the bad guys’ 1968 Dodge Charger: [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GMc2RdFuOxIu0026amp;fmt=18] One year before that (but I didn’t see this until we got Telemundo on cable a couple of years ago) was a movie called “Operación 67,” featuring (I kid you not) a masked professional wrestler, his unmasked sidekick, and some sort of secret agent plot. (Since I don’t know Spanish and it’s not…
    • While riding in my Cadillac …
  • Entertainments
    • Brass rocksThose who read my former blog last year at this time, or have read this blog over the past months, know that I am a big fan of the rock group Chicago. (Back when they were a rock group and not a singer of sappy ballads, that is.) Since rock music began from elements of country music, jazz and the blues, brass rock would seem a natural subgenre of rock music. A lot of ’50s musical acts had saxophone players, and some played with full orchestras … [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9CPS-WuUKUE] … but it wasn’t until the more-or-less simultaneous appearances of Chicago and Blood Sweat u0026amp; Tears on the musical scene (both groups formed in 1967, both had their first charting singles in 1969, and they had the same producer) that the usual guitar/bass/keyboard/drum grouping was augmented by one or more trumpets, a sax player and a trombone player. While Chicago is my favorite group (but you knew that already), the first brass rock song I remember hearing was BSu0026amp;T’s “Spinning Wheel” — not in its original form, but on “Sesame Street,” accompanied by, yes, a giant spinning wheel. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qi9sLkyhhlE] [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OxWSOuNsN20] [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U9U34uPjz-g] I remember liking Chicago’s “Just You ‘n Me” when it was released as a single, and…
    • Drive and Eat au0026nbsp;RockThe first UW home football game of each season also is the opener for the University of Wisconsin Marching Band, the world’s finest college marching band. (How the UW Band has not gotten the Sudler Trophy, which is to honor the country’s premier college marching bands, is beyond my comprehension.) I know this because I am an alumnus of the UW Band. I played five years (in the last rank of the band, Rank 25, motto: “Where Men Are Tall and Run-On Is Short”), marching in 39 football games at Camp Randall Stadium, the Hubert H. Humphrey Metrodome in Minneapolis, Michigan Stadium in Ann Arbor, Memorial Stadium at the University of Illinois (worst artificial turf I had ever seen), the University of Nevada–Las Vegas’ Sam Boyd Silver Bowl, the former Dyche Stadium at Northwestern University, five high school fields and, in my one bowl game, Legion Field in Birmingham, Ala., site of the 1984 Hall of Fame Bowl. The UW Band was, without question, the most memorable experience of my college days, and one of the most meaningful experiences of my lifetime. It was the most physical experience of my lifetime, to be sure. Fifteen minutes into my first Registration…
    • Keep on rockin’ in the freeu0026nbsp;worldOne of my first ambitions in communications was to be a radio disc jockey, and to possibly reach the level of the greats I used to listen to from WLS radio in Chicago, which used to be one of the great 50,000-watt AM rock stations of the country, back when they still existed. (Those who are aficionados of that time in music and radio history enjoyed a trip to that wayback machine when WLS a Memorial Day Big 89 Rewind, excerpts of which can be found on their Web site.) My vision was to be WLS’ afternoon DJ, playing the best in rock music between 2 and 6, which meant I wouldn’t have to get up before the crack of dawn to do the morning show, yet have my nights free to do whatever glamorous things big-city DJs did. Then I learned about the realities of radio — low pay, long hours, zero job security — and though I have dabbled in radio sports, I’ve pretty much cured myself of the idea of working in radio, even if, to quote WAPL’s Len Nelson, “You come to work every day just like everybody else does, but we’re playing rock ’n’ roll songs, we’re cuttin’ up.…
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    • The rock ofu0026nbsp;WisconsinWikipedia begins its item “Music of Wisconsin” thusly: Wisconsin was settled largely by European immigrants in the late 19th century. This immigration led to the popularization of galops, schottisches, waltzes, and, especially, polkas. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yl7wCczgNUc] So when I first sought to write a blog piece about rock musicians from Wisconsin, that seemed like a forlorn venture. Turned out it wasn’t, because when I first wrote about rock musicians from Wisconsin, so many of them that I hadn’t mentioned came up in the first few days that I had to write a second blog entry fixing the omissions of the first. This list is about rock music, so it will not include, for instance, Milwaukee native and Ripon College graduate Al Jarreau, who in addition to having recorded a boatload of music for the jazz and adult contemporary/easy listening fan, also recorded the theme music for the ’80s TV series “Moonlighting.” Nor will it include Milwaukee native Eric Benet, who was for a while known more for his former wife, Halle Berry, than for his music, which includes four number one singles on the Ru0026amp;B charts, “Spend My Life with You” with Tamia, “Hurricane,” “Pretty Baby” and “You’re the Only One.” Nor will it include Wisconsin’s sizable contributions to big…
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    • The worst music of allu0026nbsp;timeThe rock group Jefferson Airplane titled its first greatest-hits compilation “The Worst of Jefferson Airplane.” Rolling Stone magazine was not being ironic when it polled its readers to decide the 10 worst songs of the 1990s. I’m not sure I agree with all of Rolling Stone’s list, but that shouldn’t be surprising; such lists are meant for debate, after all. To determine the “worst,” songs appropriate for the “Vinyl from Hell” segment that used to be on a Madison FM rock station, requires some criteria, which does not include mere overexposure (for instance, “Macarena,” the video of which I find amusing since it looks like two bankers are singing it). Before we go on: Blog posts like this one require multimedia, so if you find a song you hate on this blog, I apologize. These are also songs that I almost never listen to because my sound system has a zero-tolerance policy — if I’m listening to the radio or a CD and I hear a song I don’t like, it’s, to quote Bad Company, gone gone gone. My blonde wife won’t be happy to read that one of her favorite ’90s songs, 4 Non Blondes’ “What’s Up,” starts the list. (However,…
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    • Prestegard for president!
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