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The Rachel Ray of Radio…

iPads. uTubes. iScream uScream. We all scream for ice cream. Then, we whip out our iPods and other such devices. Digital downloads. MP3s. Streaming from the Cloud. That thing called radio is still around, but it is a lot different than it used to be.

For one thing, there weren’t as many stations. FM – in the big scheme of things – was a late-comer to the party. But when it crashed onto the scene, it changed everything.

I’ve mentioned before that I find all sorts of things tucked into the pages of books that come into the shop. (Everything except money…) Today, it was a small, bookmark-sized calendar for 1934. On the back was a listing of radio stations that carried a cooking program called Pet-Milky-Way, “Broadcast direct from the PET MILK KITCHEN.”

The host was Mary Lee Taylor, a nutritionist and home economist for the PET Milk Company. Her program debuted in 1933 on CBS radio and, over time, became the longing running cooking program on radio. Her fifteen minutes aired twice a week, originally on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and was available to listeners in Oklahoma City and beyond on KOMA radio.

(Waaay back when, my friends and I called that radio station “coma” because we believed it was our job to be smart-alecky. We worked hard at it, but the pay was below minimal.)

Mary Lee later had the show evolve into more than just cooking tips. “The Story of the Week” featured the lives of a young married couple named Jim and Sally Carter. A soap opera for the kitchen crowd. When the hi-jinks and drama were over, Mary Lee would sit down at the microphone and present a complete menu that featured recipes using PET Milk. (I feel compelled to explain that PET Milk is a condensed product – evaporated milk – that comes in a can and was popular in the days before refrigerators. I know some folks use it still, because I see it on the shelf at Reasors. These days, I suppose it is used in baking and other specialty recipes.)

People liked her cooking tips, so she wrote a cookbook. She offered free recipes by mail. Chances are, one of your grandmothers sent off for one, or knew someone who did. In 1948, the show moved from CBS to NBC radio, still back in those days when the big national networks had a radio presence.

She kept at it until 1954, completing more than two decades broadcasting from the Pet Milk Kitchen. One of the original foodies, I suppose. The Rachel Ray of her day. Truth is, she wasn’t Rachel Ray or even Mary Lee Taylor.

Her real name was Erma Proetz.

The Mary Lee Taylor thing was her radio pseudonym. Something that she just baked up – I guess.

Associated Memories…

This one works for me. Grusin’s Mountain Dance. I think if I awoke to this song everyday, each morning would be a pleasure. It’s playing just now on the bookshop’s radio.

We all like different things, of course. Otherwise, there’d be just one song and we’d listen to it over and over. And we’d love it. We’d love it so much we wouldn’t need any other song. If we all liked the same things, we’d like the same book and would never have to read another – that’s how much we’d love that favorite one. We’d just read it until the pages fell out (or the Kindle went dead).

Naturally, I don’t expect everyone to have the same feelings about the music of Dave Grusin, but I know you know him – one way or another. If his name is unfamiliar, maybe his music isn’t. He won an Oscar for his musical score for the film The Milagro Beanfield War. He was nominated for his music for The Fabulous Baker Boys, The Firm, On Golden Pond, and others. His original song, “It Might Be You” for the Dustin Hoffman film Tootsie was nominated for an Academy Award. There was a TV show called St. Elsewhere that had a really catchy theme song. Dave Grusin was responsible for that one too.

There are nearly a dozen other movies that have his music as the soundtrack.

Mountain Dance – for me – is just a great, uplifting song; it’s one that has memories associated with it. Just hearing it reminds me of morning drive on 92.9 and that era when they let me run down to the music store and pick out songs to play during my shift.

It may be presumptuous to offer it here, but – should you feel curious – you can click HERE to give Mountain Dance a listen.

I was like a kid in a candy store. The Rippingtons. David Benoit (it was his music on those Charlie Brown animated TV specials, another feel-gooder…). Chet Atkins. Yellowjackets. Pat Metheny. Bob James. Some people called it Weather Channel jazz back then. It was never background music for me, though. I can play ol’ Dave front and center.

Those days are long gone, I assure you. Not just my time on that radio station, but the days when deejays could select their own music. It always had to fit in with the format, of course – but at that time Dave Grusin’s Mountain Dance fit – just fine.

You shouldn’t think that I sit around pining for those Good Old Days. Nah. I don’t have a lot of time for things like that. But those things that strike a genuine chord – like White Divinity (that’s another hardwired associated memory, but another story entirely) – there is no way to avoid the brain-splash.

And it’s nice when the sudden reflection evokes good memories.

Don’t have Dave, but there are scores and sheet music – along with some biographies – over in the music section…

Come visit!

McHuston

Booksellers & Irish Bistro
Rose District
122 South Main, Broken Arrow OK
918-252-3301

Jay Limo. Funny car man.

He was leaning back in one of those old-timey desk chairs, the wood kind that squeaks loudly when it swivels. His appearance hasn’t changed much from that day, which was long enough ago that neither one of us would want to count it up. He’s back in town, for an appearance at The Joint, and is featured in a Tulsa World interview this morning. The article mentions Jokers Comedy club, the nightspot at which he was performing so many years back.

Jay Leno wasn’t so famous then. He was booked for a weekend performance at the Brookside club. I’m not sure I even knew who he was. He might have been filling in for Johnny Carson on the Tonight Show by then, but – like I say – it was that long ago.

I enjoyed doing the interviews. Back then, radio stations had to air a few programs every week that served the public interest – things like half-hour interviews with the mayor or streets commissioner. Potholes and infrastructure. We carried our share of those, but when Jokers Comedy Club starting sending me news releases about who was scheduled to perform, I began calling up and requesting interviews.

They were nothing like the one-on-ones with musicians that came ‘round the station. Those were about as formal as a radio interview could be, even if both the subject and interviewer were at ease. Studio, microphones, seated across a recording console. Reel to reel tape machine rolling (back in the pre-computer days…).

The stand-up sessions were almost always done at the club. Jokers had a little upstairs office – for the club manager, presumably. That’s where Jay Leno was sitting with his feet up on the desk.

It was early afternoon and I’m guessing for Mr Leno, it must have been the equivalent of 5am. Most of the performances were later in the evening, and many of the comics I talked with were up-all-night-sleep-through-til-noon kind of people. Leno mentions in his Tulsa World interview today that he doesn’t smoke or drink, that cars are his weakness. Maybe that was the case back then as well. He did seem a little put out, and I just figured it was a result of the lifestyle.

At one point, I asked him if Johnny Carson was critical of new comedians. My thinking was – from a competitive standpoint – any comic could be the next big thing. Bigger than Johnny, even (although he pretty well cemented his legacy). Jay Leno jumped on that. He told me that a Tonight Show invitation was the biggest break any up-and-comer could get, and that as a result, there was no competitive attitude. Everyone respected Johnny, he said.

Then and there I began trying to extricate my foot from my mouth. Didn’t mean to get him irritated. Was only hoping for some funny stories and an interesting half-hour.

It still was better than talking potholes with Jim Hewgley.

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