Now that Kay-Ville is back rating-wise to where she was when I first met her, it’s time to discuss who was responsible for her success and then who killed her.
The success part is easy; it had to have been Richard M Fairbanks; they wouldn’t give all that money to the wrong person, would they, Jim?

Next in line for credit has to go to Ron Chapman and his excellent staff, most of whom deservedly are in the Radio Hall of Fame. (Ron’s in three of them)
Jerry Bobo also deserves much credit for figuring out how to bill more money than our excellent ratings claimed we deserved.

As you can see, there are a bunch of people who rightfully deserve the credit for KVIL’s success, but there’s only one person who deserves all the credit for its demise: Mel Karmazin. Hey, he did it his way.

GEO’S LIFE-LINERS

Recently, I was thinking about the old TV series “Happy Days,” a fun show about the ’50s. They got it right for most cities except Transcona because most of the guys when I lived there looked like the Fonz; if you didn’t, you left town. 

Why does Hollywood always portray women or black folks as being in charge?

Only those who don’t want power should have it.

Why do women insist on showing us their cleavage instead of what we really want to see?

Why would anyone want to do what the government wants us to do?

More scrutiny of big business instead of us would be a good thing.

Had Ronnie not closed most insane asylums, I wonder if Antonio Brown might be locked up there.

Diplomacy doesn’t work until it does.

If you’re not a little bit frightened, you’re not living up to your potential.

A lot of folks who look happy ain’t.

Has any druggy ever admitted that they do drugs?

Sometimes the best is not the best.

Does anybody remember Beta Max?

Has anybody done a poll asking how many Americans are for the guys who think they’re girls being able to compete in female sports?

How did Titos get so big so fast?

If I could, I would live on a train and only get off in places where the people seemed interesting.

You can fall down the ladder but never up.

Why am I always hearing, “You should have been here last week.”

Never trust anyone who handles your insulting them without reacting.

Why does the media consider the folks who go to rehab heroes, whereas I consider those who don’t have to, the real heroes?

Most Canadians always felt inferior to Americans, whereas most Australians feel superior. Both are wrong.

Why you did something never justifies your doing it.

Unfortunately, most men aren’t attracted to smart women; they like the pretty ones; if they’re smart too, that’s the marrying kind.

The first sign you may be growing old is when pretty Asisans and Russian girls want to be your Facebook friend.

Now that we all have cameras, have you noticed that there are fewer photos of UFOs?

Unless you’re prepared to walk away from it, it’ll never be a good deal.

Few things have ever been accomplished without some sort of compromise.

It’s all the small stuff that ends up taking most of your time.

Even though the sales ladies at a radio station make twice as much as the air talent, I’ve never seen them pick up a tab. What’s equal about that?

If you’re not dying, it ain’t fucking serious.

It takes talent to make money but brains to keep it.

The people paid to protect us must follow the rules, but those who want to hurt us don’t. What’s wrong with that picture?

There’s no sense in having money if you don’t have anybody to share it with.

When things get nasty, philosophical conversations usually disappear. 

Speaking of nasty, I loved the conclusion of “Billions.”

The Winnipeg Blue Bombers finished first in their division. Go, Big Blue!

COMMENTS

Bill Gardner: Hi George! Your elevator story reminded me of mine.
I was doing “swing shift” fill-ins on air at “Famous 56” WFIL Philadelphia, and this night I was doing overnights…..home of the every-hour, FIFTEEN-minute newscasts (daily news commitments had to be dumped somewhere!).    Pretty sure our mutual friend Jim Hilliard had already left the Program Director chair at that time. During the 3.15 AM newscast, I took the elevator to our cafeteria and grabbed a vending machine snack. On the return, the elevator screeches to a halt mid-floor! It’s almost 3.30 AM in Philly, I’m due back on the air in minutes, but I’m stuck in the elevator. What now? The elevator DID have a phone, I would assume to handle my exact challenge.    Legendary Top 40 WFIL had incredible engineers, or “board ops,” so I thought, “Hey, I’ll call super board op Freddie Moore’s phone extension, and I’ll bet he can figure out how to put the elevator’s phone on the air AND also get me sprung.  Both things eventually happened, but I did almost an hour of my WFIL radio show from the elevator on the phone until a repair crew rescued me!    I guess everyone’s famous for something, and that’s undoubtedly the only “fame” I achieved during my time at WFIL Philadelphia! (Questions)
Geo: When I told my daughter Cami about being stuck in the elevator for over 15 minutes, Bill, she said she wouldn’t have lasted a minute before calling 911. Duh, I never even thought of that.
Bill Gardner: I’m with your daughter!  I’d have called 911, too, if someone had only invented cell phones back then 🙂 Pretty sure the elevator phone only called WFIL in-house extensions.

Alan Sterger: Hey George, What is the story behind the young lady painting your portrait? Is she painting from a photograph in her left hand? Was it a commissioned painting? (Memorable II)
Geo: Not sure, Alan, someone sent it to me.

Wendy Holmes: What’s a BJ? (Annoying)
Geo: It’s the name of my favorite bar here in West Palm, Wendy. -:)

Paul Cavenaugh: Hi George, Everyone enjoys a good BJ! But only a good one…
All white people aren’t bad, only those over the age of 70! The older you are, the more racist you become.
Fear causes Prejudice. Prejudice causes Hatred. Hatred causes racism. When the fear is stoked by such entities as FOX News, it becomes magnified. (Annoying)
Geo: Well said, Mr.Paul.

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As you may be aware, I recently made a five-day train trip from West Palm Beach to Los Angeles to attend my Grandson’s graduation.
I love the train, and the service from West Palm to New York was incredible; they even brought my meals to my room.

Having a pinched nerve in my leg has limited my ability to move around much, so swallowing my pride, I ordered a cart to take me to my connecting train after we arrived in New York.
After I boarded my train to Chicago, I noticed that the service had almost disappeared, no water in the room, no menus, no attendant, no nothing.

However, once I arrived in Chicago, things picked up a bit when radio legend John Gehron joined me for a couple of hours as I waited for my next train.
No, we didn’t fix the radio industry; we instead talked about our daughters. Very fun!

A couple of hours later, when I boarded my train to Los Angeles, I was pleased to see that the service had gotten a little better as we rolled through the cities that had created my radio career. Dallas, Austin, and San Antonio.

Three days after leaving Chicago, I finally arrived in LA, where I hooked up with my brother Reg at the hotel, and when my daughter Candis flew in, we were all ready for the Graduation.

What a great event, and what made it even better was my being surrounded by my family, daughters Candis and Cami, brother Reg, and son-in-law Charlie.
We couldn’t have been prouder watching Nathaniel receive his well-deserved diploma.

Later that night, at the celebration dinner, we were joined by Cami’s friend, Beth, and my friends Bob, Jan, and Ray.
Oh, what a night!

Unfortunately, the only person missing from that special event was my son, Curtis, so the next day, I decided to rent a car so Cami, Beth, and I could visit him in San Diego.
However, when I showed up at the rental car counter, I discovered I’d rented an electric car. WHAT!

When I said to the guy, “Hey, I’ve never even been in an electric car, let alone driven one,” he said, “It’s just like driving a gas-powered one.” Then when I asked him if it could make it to San Diego and back, he said, “Not without a charge.” WHAT! “

“How do you do that,” I asked, and he said, “The screen will tell you where they all are.” WHAT!
“Hey,” I said to him, “Have you noticed that you’re talking to an old guy? What part of what you see do you think wants to go electric?” He gave me a gas-powered car.

GEO’S LIFE-LINERS

Who’d want one if anyone could have a Rolex or a Rolls Royce?

Most of our fears were instigated by the media. 

There’s very little truth in a one-sided conversation. 

One of the many falsehoods I was taught as a pup was, “If you work hard, the company will take care of you.”

Radio listeners have no idea what they want, but they know it when they hear it.

Is it true that the new pitch clock in Major League Baseball has sped the game up by 40 minutes?

The Trio of Truth; “Tolerance  leads to entitlement; not complaining sanctions incompetence, and familiarity breeds contempt.”

I find it interesting that Democrats and Republicans only notice irregularities in each other.

So, hey, what if there is an afterlife, and you commit suicide? How’s that gonna go for ya?

Unfortunately, even though it wasn’t financially shrewd, I only answered to those I respected.

How come folks can’t wait to tell us the consequences of doing something new that could go wrong but neglect to mention if it goes right, then what? 

Why do criminals live in bigger houses, drive fancy cars, and have better lawyers than the rest of us?

I’m against war, but I’m also against anybody who wants to hurt America. Didn’t the Arabs do that?

You don’t earn a piece of the rock; you demand it.

It’s easier to be a star in the NBA than become a rock star.

During the Jet’s first playoff game, Morgan Barron took a skate to the head, which required 75 stitches before he returned to the game. I doubt you’ll ever see that kind of toughness in the NFL, NBA, MLB, and especially not in the World Cup play.

Even when you’re losin’ you’re winnin’ cuz you’re learnin’.

The only person who has a shot at changing a man’s mind is a beautiful woman.

Remember when Radio Stations had huge staffs yet still managed to put 45% to the bottom line?

​Without rules, we’re all just animals.

COMMENTS

Buzz Barnett: Good Night, Detroit! Dave McBride snapped that photo you showed of me. BTW, coming from Dallas to WPB after a 5-year battle with Kiss & Kraddick, I complimented everything that Chapman was doin’, completely unaware of the George Johns PHENOMENON not only in Big D but in South Florida!!
And, You & Morley give Me a “buzz” driving thru Mobile into the Florida panhandle regarding my air name! I was somebody ELSE before I even knew who I was!! Hilarious!
However, the best thing about getting that ocean-front condo on Palm Beach was going to lunch in that cozy Lake Worth diner with Jim Hilliard, his Son, Ric Hindes, Matt Greeney, and of course, YOU, Radio Geo!! That’s Where the real “consulting” was goin’ on. It was like “Cheers” with Norm, except everybody shouted George!
All You characters, including Tim Reever, had been together in Boston! How else could I get a jet ride, hotel & tickets to see Clemens return to Fenway in pin-stripes? Holy Hell, as I sat front row along 1st base close to My Beloved Red Sox!
Hilliard & Hindes & You eventually ditched little Ole Buzzy for that $86-million sale to some Boston group. I was very sad, but what you showed and told me in a short period carried Me thru decades of delivering remarkable ratings’ for life on that island. Sweetness, indeed. And then the Boston Red Sox won the World Series in 2004 as if “Moneyball” had already been released!
Outside of My Dad, Mom, and Sister, You, George Johns, have made the greatest impact on My Life & Career. God’s Abundant Blessings to You & amp; your Daughters. (Character!)
Geo: So good to hear from you, Buzzy. It’s been a minute, huh? What a ride, Man!

Hugh Whaley: Very sad news indeed about Buster’s passing, George. He was a very good man, husband, father, and grandfather. May he RIP! (Questions)
Geo: Hugh, I had the honor of working with Buster for almost ten years. What a talent, and what a shock that he’s gone. 🙁 Wendy Holmes: Oh, your poor knees!! (Questions)

Geo: Pretty embarrassing moment, Wendy.

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Jim Hilliard once asked me why I was so anti-sales. This was my answer.

I’ve always had a love/hate relationship with the sales folks, even though some of my best friends are from sales.
And although I’m still not a fan, I empathize with those still in the streets trying to sell spots in a digital world.

My mistrust of salespeople may have begun in Winnipeg, where I was the production board op at CKY.
One of the slimy sales guys would sneak into the production studio and move his stuff from the bottom to the top of my to-do pile.

Not only did that Sneaky Pete stuff irritate me, but his stuff was always very complicated and couldn’t be done quickly.
To add insult to injury, whenever I’d produce something he liked, he’d reward me with a movie pass for one. For Fucking One!

A couple of years later, when I became the Program Director of CKOM in Saskatoon and we finally got some decent ratings, the sales department couldn’t sell it.
The result was management ordered me to change the format. I left instead.

In Sudbury, the sales department was wise enough to leave me alone; I guess they noticed that big chip on my shoulder.
When I made my way to Ottawa, as I did in Saskatoon, I had to sit in on a weekly phone call with our national sales reps to discuss sales promotions. You know, the old “Added Value” trick.

On the second call, I finally said, “You guys don’t remember me from Saskatoon, do ya?
Let me refresh your memory; When I asked you back then what I had to do to get rid of this shit, you said, “Get some good ratings.” Well, I’ve got ’em, so I’m gone.

In Toronto, I communicated so well with the CFTR sales staff that when my brother Reg followed me there years later and was introduced to the Sales Manager, he said, “You’re not related to that prick George Johns, are you?”

When I later became the National PD of Fairbanks Broadcasting, the WNAP sales staff hated the changes I was making to the Buzzard and revolted.
They all marched into Jim Hilliard’s office and said, “It’s him or us.” Jim responded, “Don’t let the door hit you in the ass on your way out.”

As I’ve said often, I love hangin’ with the sales folks, but I don’t like working with them.
Not only do they lie for a living, but they work for the client, not the radio station; we only get to pay them.

Oh, and I’ll never forget the day Jim Hilliard asked a sales guy why he wasn’t selling anything, and he answered, “The spot rate is too high.”  When Jim asked, “What rate do you think you could sell, he stuttered and stammered for a bit before coming up with a number.

Jim nodded and said, “Ok, that’s your special rate; now get out there and sell a bunch of spots.”
He was fired thirty days later for lack of sales. 

However, that all being said, There is no way I could have ever accomplished half of what I did without the help of the sales royalty I had the honor of working with.
Dick Yancey in Indy, Jerry Bobo in Dallas, Tom Skinner in Santa Rosa, Tim Reever in Boston, and Jim West, who took me nationwide.

Hey, here’s to you guys, and thanks for everything; nevertheless, I’m not taking my eyes or ears off of any of you, even for a second.
(Dick Yancey is shown on top, followed by me, with Jerry Bobo, Tom Skinner, Tim Reever, and Jim West underneath.)

GEO’S LIFE-LINERS

The only people who can hurt you are those who care about you.

May I suggest making two lists? One has all the good stuff that has happened to you so far, the other the bad. If the good outnumbers the bad, celebrate; if not, discover why God created Whiskey, which works for both.

​I find it hard to believe that the black athletes​ who ended up in the NBA, NHL, or MLB experienced much racism.

Is it true that Bill Drake, Buzz Bennet, and Jack McCoy are not in the Radio Hall of Fame? How is that possible?

When I used to travel the country making client visits, a GM would inevitably ask if I believed in community involvement. I would answer, “Absolutely, but I don’t believe in remotes.”

Do you find it as weird as I do that its guys who can’t sing or dance who decide who gets into the Hall of Fame?

Hey Canada, when will you get some NHL Teams in Halifax, Quebec City, Hamilton, Regina/Saskatoon, Kelowna, and Victoria? ​

Personalities became obsolete when radio stations stopped trying to be #1.

Evolution continues, with or without your help.

Some people die before their time because they don’t have a reason to live.

Besides​ my family, I’m not willing to die for much else.

Doing is much more productive than planning.

COMMENTS

Wendy Holmes: George, it is apparent to me that you are a very revered personality within the radio industry! Congratulations on your success! (Things Part I)
Geo: Not sure revered is the right word, Wendy, but thank you.

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@KevinRobison posted on my blog, Great stories, G. Unfortunately, the younger (and untrained) generation, when I talk about Radio Magic, they look at me like they’re Nipper The RCA Dog.

@StephenDinkel wrote; My first exposure to Jack McCoy was during my stint as Sales Manager at KSLQ in St. Louis, part of the Bartell group.
There was always a lot of talk about “this guy” in San Diego cranking out incredible station promos.
Later as VP/GM of KLSI in Kansas City, I sent many large checks to Jack’s company for promotional items such as the “Incredible Prize Catalog.” The checks were large, but the results were much larger!
And when the listeners would call the station asking to hear the promos… You knew he was making “Magic Radio,” and that’s what it’s all about.

@DickYancey commented, What the hell? We’re all at an age now where the long-term is next week.

@NickAlexander wrote, Geo, in 1986, KVIL billed 22.5 million, but when Mel took over in July ’87, the billing dropped to $16 mil.
The prize catalog was replaced with free movie Friday where the listeners could win two movie tix and a tub of popcorn.
KVUL used to pull 11s and 12s in the ARBs 12+. Much higher in women. Today they pull a 2. Like the jingle said: it’s a shame what happened to radio but they can’t afford to do it anymore.

@JoeTobin commented on my blog, My classic moment with a customer “service” guy from India: I asked him his name, and he replied: “Roy.” When I asked him to spell it, he very hesitantly said, “R….O…I ??”

@CrisConner posted on Radio Geo’s Media Blog; Radio is dead. I think you boys missed the story. It was a few years ago, and it received little notice. Few cared, and more laughed at its demise. It had become such an awful entertainment venue, more of a dead skunk in the middle of the road, a putrid roadkill carcass. Deregulation was listed as the cause of death, with boring musical formats and even more boring personalities listed as contributing factors. The fact of its timely demise is hardly worth writing about and yet here we are, commiserating over the beating of yet another dead horse. It was ruled a suicide.

@TimByrd posted on my blog, Ahh, the wit and wisdom of George Johns, pretty much factual and always entertaining. I’ll have a Corona with two limes, please…too soon? Lol.  Always nice to read your stuff, George.

@ChetTart wrote, Thank You for helping me see the real imagination and influence of radio from the first letter you forget you wrote to me, to the days I spend with you in San Diego at KOGO, to the days at WRMF where we ruled every rating book. Now it’s the Happy Hour conversations. Thanks for the journey, George!

@BobGlasco commented, Making us think while making us laugh…that’s why you’re the best, George! Thanks.

@JerryKiefer posted: Jim Hilliard was a prince and an inspiration to me and many others. Although he climbed the ladder thru programming, he was a Hell of a fine salesman with a pretty keen knowledge of engineering.

@NatHumphreys wrote on my blog, “If what one has to say is not better than silence, then one should keep silent.” – Confucius, 511 BC.
“Ask yourself, is that bit you’re about to do better than ‘Hey, Jude,’ If not, play ‘Hey, Jude’” – George Johns, 1974 AD.

@TomSnyder wrote on Radio Geo’s Media Blog: When I was a young boy (16) considering a career as a disc jockey, I had the pleasure of visiting Chuck one night in the control room at WIBC (same as the above pic). I don’t remember whether he encouraged me, but meeting my VO hero was a wonderful experience.  Later I became a disc jockey and an advertising producer and used Chuck many times for spots after I moved to Florida. He was my secret weapon. My spots were fantastic. He was the greatest personality and voice actor I’ve ever encountered or ever will.

@MaryFranco wrote, In an industry that glamorizes frailty and hands out awards to songs with self-destructive lyrics like “Rehab,” isn’t it great to hear George recognize his powerful daughters?

@DougHerman wrote, “Speaking of wealth, there is a huge difference between being rich and being wealthy.” Chris Rock explained this phenomenon a few years ago, “Shaq is rich. The guy who writes his paychecks is wealthy.”

@MarshallQuelch posted; I wonder how many entertainers and actors who give assistance to p.e.t.a wear leather footwear and clothes?

@CharlieFoxxFerguson posted on my blog I ran into Jack McCoy when KQWB in Fargo bought “The Last Contest.” I’d been pounding on the owners to upgrade the audio processing with the all-new BL-40 ModuLimiter. When we met with Jack, I asked if the station should get one; Jack got up, went out to the rental car, and brought one inside! It got installed that night, and we were off to the races with the new audio processor, a “rubber clock” with only select times to announce – to coincide with Arbitron time credits – and The Last Contest…DAMN, it was a FUN Time in Radio!!

@JohnWalton commented on my blog; In 47 years of competing in good markets on fine radio stations (and still at it), nothing was ever so daunting as trying to pierce the impenetrable legend bubble of KVIL while at 106.1 from 86-88. You knew you were in trouble when you found yourself listening to the competition, not for reconnaissance, but because you liked it. I was sad when I heard that, somehow the legend had slipped into history. Success is fragile and fleeting…even for the best.

In honor of my daughter Candis’s birthday this week, I proudly post this week’s blog.

Most people who read my blog know that I detest the word ‘NO,’ but then again, I’m starting to come around to the possibility that ‘NO’ may also have a positive side.
Hey, I know a few creative people who didn’t even get started until they heard the word ‘No,’ like my brother Reg.

When he was going around the country introducing his Rewards Program to the radio industry, he already knew the answer was ‘No.’
He told me that the only reason he even went into the meeting was to find out why.

Randy Michaels agreed with me but said he hated the word ‘CAN’T’ even more.
Randy’s response reminded me of a special dinner I attended a few years ago with my Daughter Candis at Camp Pendleton in California.

After the dinner, the Company Commander got up and addressed us by saying, “We are supposed to be the toughest people in the world, but I have to confess something.
I do not have one Marine in this camp that can do what you people will do tomorrow morning.”

“Hell,” he said, “I even ran the San Diego Marathon a few weeks ago just to experience some of what you will be going through.
It was a very tough run, and I only finished because I had to face all of you here today.”

It’s almost impossible, he said, for me to fathom you’re running the same 26 miles I did after swimming 2 1/2 miles in the ocean and a 116-mile bike ride.
Good luck and Godspeed, and with that, he stepped down, and as he did so, all I could think was, “Hey, wait a minute, if a Marine can’t do this, then how the hell is my little girl going to do it?”

But do it, she did, and now Candis is an Ironman forever more.
She wanted to do it because she was repeatedly told she couldn’t do the Ironman without training for several years. 

And oh yeah, it’s called the Ironman, not the Irongirl little lady, yet, in less than a year, here we are.
The words ‘Cant’ and ‘No’ are tough to overcome, but once defeated, they tend to produce exciting life-changing results.

Happy birthday, little girl. xoxo (Candis is pictured on top during the bike portion of the Ironman and with her medal at the finish line below.)

GEO’S LIFE-LINERS

Does America want a politically correct Rush Limbaugh or Howard Stern on the radio? I think not.​

Why do​ the​ New Yorkers think leaning on their horns will make something good happen?

​I wonder if the black community has figured out yet that the more illegals the Democrats welcome to America, the less important they will be.

I feel sorry for the opening acts of Superstars cuz if you’re not as good or better than the winners of, The Voice, American Idol, or  Xfactor. Yawn!

Have you ever noticed that when a company starts becoming successful, the price goes up, and the service goes down? (Uber and Amazon)

No doubt Caitlyn has a lot more class than Angel.​
I wonder why the extreme liberals are more upset with the rights of LGBT than they seem to be.

I read somewhere that blonde women earn 7% more than other women. Now how dumb is that?

One of your worse days will be the day the trio, ‘woulda,’ ‘shoulda,’ and ‘coulda’ show up.

In the ’60s, CEOs made 20 times as much as their regular employees; today, they make 350 times as much. What’s wrong with this picture?

I wonder if Santa ever gets pissed about never receiving gifts?

When will a white comedian have stones big enough to make fun of Black folks as they do of Whites?

Most men can do without women if they don’t love them. Is it the same for women?

Speaking of love, did anybody ever understand John and Yoko?

Is it true that when you reach 50, you never change your mind again?

Doing the right thing is never wrong.

You don’t need a lot of talent to become popular.

The only way to take back the power is by forgiving.​

Neutering is overrated; it’s all about genetics.

Even though black folks represent less than 15% of America, why do they seem to appear in 50% of the movies?​ Where the hell are the Hispanics, Asians, and Native Americans?​

I wonder why the liberals are more upset with the rights of LGBT than they seem to be.

Things may get easier, but they’ll never get easy.

So what’s worse, what happened to the American Indians, the Japanese Americans, the Irish Americans, the Black Americans, the Mexican Americans, or the Jews? According to Media, it’s the Black Americans. We may need a recount.

There’s nothing special about being different unless you do something special with it.

With change comes consequences.

Your life begins the moment you want it to.

Sales folks are the best when they get to sell what they consume.

You’re never aware of a magic moment till it becomes a memory.

COMMENTS

Larry Macinnis: Hey, George. I’ve been lucky with Sales, I guess. I had (and still have) the great pleasure of working with salespeople who understand and respect the creative process and facilitate great relationships between sales and programming and sales and creative/production.
Much of that is a result of the CHUM culture I grew up in, but even today, most of the stations I work with have salespeople who can work for the station and the client simultaneously. Keep up the great work, George; I look forward to your posts and enjoy them very much. (Sales Savages)
Geo: Thanks for the read, Larry, but as you’re probably aware after reading my blog, I obviously wasn’t as lucky as you. 🙂​

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