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Eve Arden: Queen of Comedy

* Queen of Comedy . . . (8:30) Eve Arden (above) has been selected as “Queen of Comedy” for 1948-49 by radio listeners. Eve, long a favorite of movie and stage fans, now has come into her own on the airlanes with her new characterization in “ Our Miss Brooks .”

Lurene Tuttle: Adventures of Sam Spade, radio detective

Lurene Tuttle Sam Spade ’s (and William Spider’s) indispensable lady. 1941 Producer William Spider would feel lost without petite, titian-haired Lurene Tuttle, who plays Effie Perrine on The Adventures of SamSpade (CBS, Sundays, 8 P.M., EDT). It isn’t just that Effie as played by Miss Tuttle, is a special kind of Girl Friday- it’s Lurene’s ability to play almost any kind of feminine role. When every the script calls for a gun moll, a slinky confidence woman, a grandmother, an adventuress, a Main Line debutante, it’s Lurene’s name that Bill Spier pencils in for the part. Actually, Lurene’s favorite part on the show is not that of Effie, but Spade’s talkative landlady. There’s scarcely a radio program on which Lurene hasn’t been heard, but she’s no radio Cinderella. She came to radio as a stage actress seasoned by seven years of trouping in stock. She played her first part-at seventeen- in a Burbank, California, garage. And for a considerable period, she was a pillar of

Apollo Space Program Recordings (Apollo 12, 14, 15, 17)

Lasting from 1963 until 1972, the Apollo Space Program aspired to land man safely on the moon and was successful in six of the missions (Apollos 11, 12, 14, 15, 16, and 17). These missions retrieved a slew of scientific data previously unavailable to humankind before. This collection included audio data from four of the Apollo Missions: Apollo 12 Launched November 14 th, 1969 Apollo 14 Launched January 31 st, 1971 Apollo 15 Launched July 26 th, 1971 Apollo 17 Launched December 7 th, 1972 At times playful and at the same time profound, the astronauts who served on these missions share their insights and observations from the moon. This space program defined the pioneering and revolutionary nature of an era of scientific discovery and progress.

Not So Fashionable

If you ever mean Fbber McGee’s persistent heckler, Mrs. Uppington, this is the way she’ll look at you. Not So Fashionable AS any listener to Fibber McGeeand Molly knows, there is one mystery that fitfully agitates the entire population of Wistful Vista , but which probably never will be solved. It is the puzzle of Who Threw the Rock Through Mrs. Uppington’ Window? The center of the controversy, of course, is Mrs. Uppington herself—Wistful Vista’s self-appointed dictator on etiquette, social position, fashions, and anything else she happens to think about. Mrs. Uppington isn’t the nicest woman who ever lived, and so it’s only fair to point out that Isabel Randolph, who originated the character on the air and still plays it, is friendly, clever, and not at all supper-fashionable. Isabel—or “Uppy,” as Fibber always calls her both on and off the air—is a born and bred actress. Her first appearance on the stage wasn’t even a “walk-on”—it was a “carry-on” at the age of

HE MAKES LIKE SUPERMAN

  HE MAKES LIKE SUPERMAN BUD COLLYER KEEPS A SCHEDULE THAT WOULD WILT EVEN THE COMIC BOOK HERO HE PLAYS ON THE AIR BY TWEED BROWN IT’S 10:45 most any week-day morning at the RCA building in Radio City. A studio door suddenly bursts open and out streams a human form—faster than a speeding bullet—and disappears into another studio three doors down the hall. It’s not a bird—not a plane—it’s not even Superman . This human chunk of greased lightning in Clayton (Bud) Collyer, a radio character who makes like Superman —both on the air and off. The above 100-foot sprint in occasioned by Bud’s super schedule which calls for him to appear on NBC’s “Road of Life,” from 10:30 to 10:45 five days a week and on ABC’s “Listening Post,” from 10:45 to 11 an equal number of days. There’s only a 30-second lapse between Bud’s last words as announcer-narrator on “Road of Life” and his opening lines on “Listening Post.” “It’s a good thing both studios are in the same buildin

Gigantic Henry Aldrich Article

Henry, bitter rival of. . . George Bigelow, favorite to win. . . The great race, in spite of Dizzy. . . And Henry’s mother. . . And loyal father. In a story as gay as the Aldrich Family broadcasts themselves, lovelorn Henry, down for Cupid’s count, finally triumphs with the aid of Dizzy and bicycle build (after a fashion) for two HEN—RY! Henry Aldrich!!” His mother’s voice, poured with practiced pitch down the narrow basement stairs, summoned the chubby young man from the silence of day dream which had already begun to vex his companion, a thin boy about his own age, who was industriously oiling the sprocket of a tandem bicycle upended on the cellar floor. “Yes, Mother?” Henry’s reply was almost automatic. “Mary and I are going to the movies. Do you and Dizzy want to come along or are you going to work on that bicycle all night?” Henry roused his attention sufficiently to introduce a slightly offended tone

Memories of Navy Boot Camp & Camel Caravan Radio Show: Great Jazz Radio

Camel Caravan: Come to the Clubhouse to enjoy Fine Tobacco and Great Jazz! Memories of Navy Boot Camp. It should have felt like an extended vacation to be in sunny San Diego in January and February, but it was Boot Camp. We were learning important things like how to march, the proper way to wear bell-bottomed jeans, and how to carry a very heavy rifle that hadn't been in a firing condition since the late 1940s. Many hours were expended contemplating important issues, like whether or not there was a naked lady drawn into the front leg of the Camel on the cigarette package. One day one of our Petty Officers posed a question which kept the barracks buzzing for several days. "If you were stuck in the desert on the front of the Camel cigarette package with nothing but the camel, the palm trees, and the pyramids, how would you survive?" Us Boots came up with a number of theories and guesses; of course all wrong. Sit in the shade of the palm trees? The pyramids? Drink th