Radio Geo’s Media Blog (What Happened to Radio?) Revised, 1/29/24.

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My brother Reg and I have been having a bunch of discussions lately about the demise of radio and the why of it.
My theory is that the only thing clusters created was a Cluster Fuck.

Even though the FCC bought into the rhetoric that an owner owning a bunch of stations in a market would be a good thing because they’d be able to experiment with new and unique formats, I, for one, didn’t believe it, and of course, it never happened.  

Back in the day, when most radio stations were making pretty good money, there was usually one or two great stations in every market that were making great money.
And at each of those great radio stations, there was usually a person who was responsible for its greatness.

However, now that we have clusters, the greatness has disappeared, as have the people who made those radio stations great.
Radio today has no enemy, no one to destroy cuz the enemy is right down the hall, and you’re not allowed to hurt him.

Anyway, my retired brother, who is tinkering with and learning about video production, created this video that includes a 3-step solution to radio’s woes.

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Radio Geo’s Media Blog (Tits) under construction

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Back when I was about to turn forty, I walked away from the best job a man could ever have: V/P of programming for Fairbanks Broadcasting. Only the demons who were guiding me understood why, but I did know one thing: I didn’t wanna die in Indiana.

So, visualize this if you can …There I was, out by the pool having a glass of wine with my wife, Lana.
Now, what made this evening special was my telling her that I was moving to California.

Okay, so what you’ve got to understand is how crazy this must have sounded to her.
We were living in an exclusive neighborhood, in the nicest house on the block, on a 3/4-acre treed lot that had a creek running through it.

We also had a pool and spa out back and a Cadillac and a Mercedes out front.
I loved this house, and of the seven homes I’ve owned in my lifetime, this one was my favorite. (See it on top and Lana and me below.)

However, living in California has been a dream of mine since I was a kid. I remember watching the people in shorts and short-sleeve shirts at the Rose Bowl and thinking, “Someday, man, someday,” and as I said to her, “If not now, when?”

Her only reaction was to tell me that she was done following me around and was getting off the rocket ride we’d been riding together for thirteen years.

A few weeks later, when I arrived in California all by myself, I was hired by the folks who owned KOGO and KPRI in San Diego to be their onsite consultant.
KOGO was doing a Jack McCoy creation called the Radio Magazine, and KPRI was doing Lee Abrams Super Star format.

Oh, and they also had an FM in San Antonio that was in terrible shape and wanted to know if I could put whatever I did at KVIL on it.
That radio station a few months later became the first Class FM, which jump started my whole career, but that’s another story for another time.

Anyway, back to San Diego, where I loved the Radio Magazine concept and believe that with the help of AI, it would work even better today,
Anyway, before long, KOGO started to get some decent ratings, and at some point, Ed Shadek, the company president, said to me, “George, our rep Eastman Radio, has invited us to New York to discuss KOGO’s future.

Ok, so along with our SM, Ernie Kovacs, we’re off to the Big Apple, and once there, we stayed at my all-time favorite hotel in New York, the Helmsley Palace.
I probably like the Palace because I’m partial to old bars, and they had a huge one in the old section of the hotel that looked centuries old.

Anyway, after we met with the Eastman staff, we went for dinner at a fancy restaurant that was hosted by Eastman’s president.
After a delightful dinner, he invited us back to his place for a nightcap.

He, of course, lived on Park Avenue, and as I looked around at all the opulence, I thought, “Wow, this is sure a long way from Transcona, Toto.”
After chit-chatting about radio for a while, I couldn’t help but say to the Prez, “Hey, we’re just a dinky little radio station in San Diego; why the sudden attention?”

 “You have tits now,” was his. I’ll never forget reply.
There it is; he nailed it; the problem with radio today is, It doesn’t have any tits.

GEO’S LIFE-LINERS

Even though KVIL in Dallas was one of the greatest radio stations ever created, and most of its staff have been inducted into the Texas Hall of Fame, it never won any awards.
On the other hand, another great radio station that I was fortunate enough to be involved with, WIBC in Indianapolis, won lots of awards. Unfortunately, though, hardly any of that talented staff are in the Indy Hall of Fame. How’s that work, Jeff? You and Jan Wenner have a lot in common.

Has anyone considered “not fucking” as an alternative to abortion or at least using a fucking contraceptive?

One can only wonder if those guys who dance in the end zone came from good homes.

Hey, Grandson, the woman of your life ain’t ever having your baby; she’s having her baby, and when she tires of you, she’s leaving with that baby; not to worry, though, you’ll still get to pay for it. T

The only reason I like dating younger women is because, unlike their older counterparts, they like to talk and be naughty.

My good friend Billy Bob Harris says, “Don’t judge a man till you’ve walked a mile in his shoes, and what’s best about that is no matter how it turns out, he’ll be a mile away, and you’ll have his shoes.”

Until we stop hearing, the first African American to do this and the first female to do that, nothing’s gonna get any better.

How the hell do you fight an enemy who’s hiding out in your head?

You can’t fix the radio industry, but you can sure fix a radio station.

Guys don’t know shit about love; they just fall into it.

You can always learn how to be a banker but not a visionary.

Seeing as we don’t agree on politics, I wonder if we agree on what greatness is.

Being a type ‘A,’ I find it very difficult to move at the pace of others.

Rising out of the ashes of disaster (Radio), I smell the scent of opportunity.

My friend Billy Bob Harris claims that the impossible is just an opinion.

It’s not what you occasionally do that makes a difference; it’s what you do over and over again.

It’s hard to respect someone who only votes for a particular political party because their great-grandparents did.

A winner is a loser who gave it another shot.

First, you dream it, and then you plan it.

Hey, Radio Engineers, when are you gonna come up with a way for the PPM device to recognize online listening?

Speaking of radio, what greatness ever came out of a cluster?

Radio Geo’s Media Blog is a politically incorrect inside look at Radio, TV, Music, Movies, Books, Social Media, Politics, Religion, and Life, primarily written with men in mind.
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Radio Geo’s Media Blog (Back in My World, the Jury’s 3rd release.)

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Radio Geo’s Media Blog is a politically incorrect inside look at Radio, TV, Music, Movies, Books, Social Media, Politics, Religion, and Life, primarily written with men in mind.
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Radio Geo’s Media Blog the Jury’s 2nd record (I Tried To Tell Her)

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Radio Geo’s Media Blog (What’s Wrong with This Picture?) Under Construction.

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Quite ​a few years ago, now my brother Reg and I, along with financial guy Bill Yde, became partners in a company called Fairwest.
Fairwest, which had offices in Dallas, Indianapolis, and La Jolla, syndicated several radio formats, including Class FM, Continuous Country, and Music of Your Life.

Things were going so well back then that when Bill propped me up in front of some money guys in Indianapolis, we managed to raise enough cash to buy a couple of radio stations.

Unfortunately, because we only owned 49% of the stock and even though things were going very well, they quickly began to go south. 
Our only way out of the deal was to sell the radio stations.

Shortly after that, we all decided to go our separate ways.
Brother Reg created a company called M2O that used databases to target those who like to participate in surveys.
He called it the rewards program, and it went worldwide.

Bill Yde started a company called Global Traffic, which was aptly named because it also went global,
Me? Oh, I went back to consulting and coaching some of the better air talent into the Hall of Fame.

So here’s my dilemma: In 1972, I created the first-ever Adult Contemporary Music Format, which became so popular that it, too, went around the world.
Unfortunately, though, only my partners, Bill and Reg are rich and I ain’t; what’s wrong with this picture? 🙁

GEO’S LIFE-LINERS

So, if your child was ever kidnapped and you knew who did it, would you let the police handle it?

Men marry for one reason: love. Unfortunately, women have several different reasons; I’ve alerted my Grandson.

Speaking of women, except for my daughters, I’m suspicious of their intentions.

Speaking again of women, the female Bots on Facebook must be in heat; I’ve never had so many friend requests.

All I know is that in the bars I hang out in, the left and the right both are asking, “What the hell are we still doing in the desert?

Being rejected is more about your words than you.

Nobody has the right to loot or burn.

Does anybody know what happened to Anthony Brown?

Opportunity always follows disaster.

Radio: too much business, not enough show.

The only thing I knew a lot about was radio, and I only had opinions about other stuff. Now I only have opinions about everything.

The key to immortality is living a life worth remembering.

When was the last time you heard these words? The reason I became a religious leader was because I got the calling. Or how about I became a politician because I wanted to serve the public, or I became a policeman to protect folks?

Failure to recognize possibilities is disastrous.

In most of the world, bottled water is a necessity, but here in America, it’s a status symbol. Strange.

Bad noises always drown out good ones.

I still think there should be more NHL teams in Canada. Hey, it’s the only team sport that Canada is world-class at.  I don’t care what Mr. Businessman says; you can’t tell me that a team in Hamilton wouldn’t kick ass.

Here’s a flash: the people who wear a PPM device do not represent the listening habits of America. They only speak for 7% of the population.

Every time you purchase anything now, they want you to do a survey. As they’re that desperate, don’t you think we should be rewarded?

I’m not sure if I’m allowed to say this, but I think white people are musically hipper than black folks. We like all kinds of music, but they only like black music.

Not to worry, the world’s not out to get ya; hell, it hardly knows you exist.

After watching the documentary about June Carter Cash, I can only hope that my grandson is lucky enough to find the kind of love June had for Johnny.

Learning ain’t easy; it’s kinda like stumbling around in the dark.

Do you find it as strange as I do that you never hear, “He/She is the first Asian American to accomplish that feat.” Now, either they don’t do anything worthy of mentioning, or we don’t pander to them as we do other races.

Yep, I agree; privileged white males fucked up a lot, but they also accomplished some good things. I would venture to guess that the good far outnumbered the bad. 

COMMENTS

Bruce Walker: Glad to hear that your pain has subsided. Laurie is in rough shape right now, but we are hoping it will clear up two operations later. (Stabbing Me)
Geo: My pain level used to be an 8/9, Bruce, now it’s a 4/5, so we’ve got some work ahead of us. My best to Laurie.

Hugh Whaley: Geo, the comment by the KOGO rep firm president surprised me. When I was living in San Diego in the mid-to-late 70s, KOGO was my “go to” radio station. It had Ernie Myers mornings, Bill Moffitt middays and Ken Copper PM drive. Plus Padres games (maybe the Chargers too; I can’t recall). KGB and KCBQ probably beat them in the ratings for 18+, but KOGO was quite a popular station as I recall. I don’t know what happened after I left in late 1977. Was the rep firm you met with the same rep firm KOGO had in the mid-to-late 70s? (Big Tits)
Geo: When I got there in ’81, Hugh, the stuff you listened to was long gone; all they had left was a great signal.

Wendy Holmes: Good to know that you’re feeling better, Geo, and great to know that you’re such a brave soul!! (Stabbing Me)
Geo: Thank you, Wendy; however, I didn’t feel like a brave soul; I was terrified.

Radio Geo’s Media Blog is a politically incorrect inside look at Radio, TV, Music, Movies, Books, Social Media, Politics, Religion, and Life, primarily written with men in mind.
For a peek at upcoming blogs or to see some you may have missed, go to GeorgeJohns.com.
On Twitter @GeoOfTheRadio.
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