Anthony Boucher..!
(Am unsurprised that you value this Gem, of course). Can't believe I *missed it -here- once, as surely I'd have filed it/should I discover a rusty-old lava-lamp.)
* Ah.. that was Who Was She? gotta R.T.P. read-the-problem.
Wade already spake tl;dr ..mine's a bit lengthier.
Wayback ~time I started at the Rad Lab, used to hear his program on KPFA-FM. Plus lots else; it was (still IS but has mutated across the years); haven't tuned-in lately.. I know the drill). In fact KPFA was my alarm clock: always their sign-on was a catchy JS Bach cantata whosw BWV I never memorized
. Sony had made the world's first Hi-Fi FM Stereo transistorized portable radio; largish -vs- the cheapo AM radios du jour. So I left it 'on' all night as they went dead late-night. Nothing like JS to kick-start a morning.
Can't recall a title of *any of Boucher's tales; recall only that I was mesmerized as he told them. Harold Winkler was the CIEIO then (and I once set up a stereo system for him, also participated in sending out a questionnaire to the (known troops) ..my only 'project' there. Bad moi.
* I doubt that your selection was amongst those I heard then; I'd Know that.
Anyway, thanks for the reminder.. KPFA then was unique, outré, oft suave and aimed at the several-brains including intellect (and natch later on: was early in scathing essays re Vietnam) the horrific war-crimes etc. etc. Alas the parts I recall fondly were a tad before you might have had similar incendiary thoughts (?)
Op cit. excerpt:
From A Leaden Treasury of English Verse ..to touch bases with those Times:
A red sky at night
Means it went off all right
Our world is so full of a number of Things
That it's very surprising when somebody sings
(Who coulda known that this ©1958 set of musings + sketches would be dusted off au courant, yet again?)
Perused your copy lately? ;^>
* Ah.. that was Who Was She? gotta R.T.P. read-the-problem.
Wade already spake tl;dr ..mine's a bit lengthier.
Wayback ~time I started at the Rad Lab, used to hear his program on KPFA-FM. Plus lots else; it was (still IS but has mutated across the years); haven't tuned-in lately.. I know the drill). In fact KPFA was my alarm clock: always their sign-on was a catchy JS Bach cantata whosw BWV I never memorized
. Sony had made the world's first Hi-Fi FM Stereo transistorized portable radio; largish -vs- the cheapo AM radios du jour. So I left it 'on' all night as they went dead late-night. Nothing like JS to kick-start a morning.
Can't recall a title of *any of Boucher's tales; recall only that I was mesmerized as he told them. Harold Winkler was the CIEIO then (and I once set up a stereo system for him, also participated in sending out a questionnaire to the (known troops) ..my only 'project' there. Bad moi.
* I doubt that your selection was amongst those I heard then; I'd Know that.
Anyway, thanks for the reminder.. KPFA then was unique, outré, oft suave and aimed at the several-brains including intellect (and natch later on: was early in scathing essays re Vietnam) the horrific war-crimes etc. etc. Alas the parts I recall fondly were a tad before you might have had similar incendiary thoughts (?)
Op cit. excerpt:
MOST of the media attention paid to KPFA has been devoted to its political programming, and so its history has been largely written in those terms; you would never guess that for years half the hours were devoted to “good” music, mostly classical. And so it is enormously satisfying to find that Lasar has given space to Kenneth Rexroth, listening to whose home-recorded grunts and wheezes was like eavesdropping on Mount Olympus; Alan Rich, one of the most enthusiastic and enlightening music critics of our time (or any other); Alan Watts, whose chats on Zen were a model of intellectual fluency and professional competence; Anthony Boucher, whose smoker’s wheeze was the instantly recognisable signal that we were about to be enlightened and amused in equal measure; Phil Elwood, who formed the taste of two generations of Bay Area jazz lovers; Lawrence Ferlinghetti, who claimed to have learned much from the station in its early days and repaid it many times over; and Pauline Kael, who could trash movies and listeners with equal abandon.
[. . .]
From A Leaden Treasury of English Verse ..to touch bases with those Times:
A red sky at night
Means it went off all right
Our world is so full of a number of Things
That it's very surprising when somebody sings
(Who coulda known that this ©1958 set of musings + sketches would be dusted off au courant, yet again?)
Perused your copy lately? ;^>
