DON'T TOUCH THAT DIAL
I am not finding it any easier to listen to the radio. Having moved to Boston, ,1 find myself desperately longing for Wolfman Jack, who can make the most banal trash interesting, if only at the beginning and the end of the record. The most creative acts I’ve witnessed in Boston radio — at least musically:
DON'T TOUCH THAT DIAL
by David Marsh
Well, This Month Might Be Okay
Boston, March 10
I am not finding it any easier to listen to the radio. Having moved to Boston, ,1 find myself desperately longing for Wolfman Jack, who can make the most banal trash interesting, if only at the beginning and the end of the record. The most creative acts I’ve witnessed in Boston radio — at least musically: WBCN-FM has been doing very good things with feminist programming — have been Arnie “Woo Woo” Ginsburg’s appearance at a party for a departing, but beloved member of the i staff of The Real Paper, my new venue, and a WRKO segue of Rick Derringer’s new “Rock & Roll Hoochie Koo” with his old (with the McCoys) “Hang On Sloopy.” \
Why doesn’t Stax reissue “Starting All Over Again,” by Mel & Tim? Why isn’t Elliott Murphy’s “Like A Great Gatsby” a hit, tied in with Paramount’s release of Gatsby as a movie? What attraction has ragtime to a singer as gifted as Diana Ross, and a public as generally tasteful as AM’s?