A Peek Behind the Radio Curtain Pt. 1

“Raised on the Radio” excerpt: Selling air time! Here’s a segment from my book on those who pump money into radio stations by selling commercials for big money. I knew some fine sales folks however some names have been changed to protect their identities and me from having drinks thrown in my face.


The Account Executives (A.E.s for short) or sales staff, have the responsibility of getting clients to buy air time so the company can make money off the commercials and we can all have jobs. In my day, selling radio airtime was a high pressure gig, constantly looking for new clients and more money from their current ones. With the advent of the internet, social media and other ways to advertise, a radio sales job is no doubt even harder today. Many AE’s I knew were heavy drinkers. Part of it is the pressure of the job and part of it is the schmoozing of their clients done at bars, clubs, lunches, ballgames, concerts and radio station events. One sales guy I knew died in a horrific one car highway crash after a long night of drinking. More than a few sales people I worked with were in A.A.

WKRP Sales Guy Herb Tarlek

I was usually the first person an A.E. approached about a client’s wishes to get their product extra coverage on the morning show. Whenever possible, I played ball to help the sales team but sometimes things just didn’t fit. Occasionally I had to tell a disappointed sales pitcher, “It’s just not right for our show.” Being the conduit between sales promotions and the air talent, I got good at doing a little dog and pony show for visiting clients. “Yes, we can do this and so and so loves this product and we’ll give you a good shine.” There were times we were prostitutes for sales buys but I always thought of us as being high class, high priced call girl prostitutes and not streetwalkers.

I had some favorite sales workers. One A.E. named Veronica nicknamed me Mickles Pickles and she understood the reasons why we could or could not put her clients into a morning show prize giveaway.

During my time at Q-101, I used to often talk music with a sales guy named Dave. Dave’s brother Jim was playing in a bar band at the University of South Carolina. He told me their group’s name was and I said with a name like that, I hope they get a hit song some day. It turns out Dave’s brother was Jim ‘Soni’ Sonefeld, drummer for a little group called Hootie and the Blowfish. A couple years later, these guys became mega-stars as they sold millions of copies of their “Cracked Rearview Mirror” album. Lead singer Darius Rucker went on to have a second big career in Country music.

Hootie & the Blowfish. (I worked with the drummer’s brother)

At WLS an A.E. named Paul had Poplar Creek Music Theatre as a client and he would go nuts when Larry Lujack asked me to do on air reviews of concerts I saw there. The shows were usually strong but getting out of the crowded Poplar Creek parking lots was a nightmare. Larry would ask about my post show exit and I told the truth. This sales guy would get pissed at me but Larry had my back on this and said Paul the A.E. was out of line. I told Paul to tell Poplar Creek to build more lanes in their roads so I can get out of the place before midnight. See? Problem solved.

Sales people are a hungry bunch. They were always on the look-out for free eats. Radio stations get lots of free food dropped off in hopes of getting some on air mentions. One time Subway sent a six foot sandwich to a show I worked on. When word got out that a long sub was in the morning show office, half a dozen sales folks filed in and devoured the sandwich in a matter of seconds. It was like those videos where you see a water buffalo wading into the Amazon River and being eaten alive by a school of piranhas. The sandwich was served on a long wood two by four wrapped in aluminum foil. When the sub was gone I told one A.E. who came late to the scene that the wrapped plank was a giant chocolate candy bar. Her eyes got as big as hockey pucks until I told her I was kidding.

There was an air personality who relayed to me a tale of riding an elevator with a chesty account executive. She told him about her recent breast lift. Then without provocation, she pulled up her blouse and exposed her newly improved bare boobs! So the sexual improprieties can swing both ways. After hearing this story, I could never again talk to this sales woman without having the thought of her flashing those cans running through my head. I hope my sly smiles didn’t give me away.

Hey lady, keep your boob lift between you & your plastic surgeon!

One Account Executive stood out as extra attractive and it was hard to figure out why she wasn’t married as she was in her early 30’s. I’ll call this A.E. ‘Wendy’. One Monday, a jubilant Wendy came to work showing us her beautiful new diamond engagement ring. Her boyfriend proposed the previous Friday night. A co-worker turned to Wendy and said “So now you have to plan a wedding date, book a church, the reception hall and…” Wendy interrupted this person in a matter of fact way, waved her hand and said “Oh, that’s been done already. I took care of everything on Saturday.” With this, my comment that made it around the station was “I don’t want to say Wendy was dying to get married but she DID have the caterer on speed dial.”

Another account executive, we’ll call ‘Maggie’, came to me looking for help in getting her a date with actor Esai Morales. A date! Sure Maggie. You see besides producing a morning radio show I had a side business pimping dates for women who want to hook up with Hollywood’s hot young actors. Esai Moraels played the brother of Richie Valens in the hit movie “La Bamba.” He also starred in other shows and Maggie wanted this dude bad. She asked me to get Esai’s contact information so I located an address for his manager. Next, Maggie decided to make a video of her explaining a little bit about her background and why she thought they would make a good couple. Folks, I am NOT making this shit up. How do I know about the homemade date seeking video? Because I was the schmuck who worked the camera as Maggie made her pitch! That’s how! Esai Morales’ people did receive the mailed video and said he was flattered by her interest, but he was already in a committed relationship.

Actor Esai Morales (Sorry Maggie, he’s taken!)


Frampton Comes Unwound! Plus the Nicest Pop Star I Ever Met.


Larry Lujack’s most infamous guest during my tenure was Peter Frampton. He was coming in to promote a ‘comeback’ album titled “Premonition.” We had the new single ready to play and opened the visit with his classic hit “Show Me the Way”. Larry never got too deep into serious music talk with artists. He’d keep it light with the stars, “Hey I like this song and what got you to write that?” was what you we’re going to get, along with stuff like “What have you done while in town? How’re the kids?” So Larry is just a couple of minutes into the interview and Peter in a sickeningly sarcastic tone says, “Anyway, it’s been nice talking to you and I must be going, you’ve been wonderful, bye bye.”

And with that, the guy left. Just bolted from the studio with his record people! We were trying to figure out what happened while Frampton and his entourage were bee-lining out of the station and into the lobby elevators. Larry was dumbstruck, which didn’t happen often and was about to cue his engineer to play the new single. I was standing next to the engineer and pulled the cartridge tape out of its player, held it up while shaking my head “No.” Larry agreed and on the air he said, “Yeah, we’re not promoting this guy’s stuff!” With that we went to another song and laughed off the whole fiasco.

The funny part of the “Frampton Comes Unwound” episode was this was the first time I ever recorded our guest’s promo for the show BEFORE they went on the air for the interview. We learned then and there, ‘GET THE PROMOS FIRST JUST IN CASE THE STAR GETS OFFENDED AND BLOWS OUT ON US.’ The Peter Frampton visit became great fodder from then on too. Any time Larry could, he’d mock Frampton and we’d talk about what a has-been he was. Later on, the record company folks told us their star bolted because he didn’t think Larry was taking the interview seriously enough and he had high expectations to talk music. Wrong place, wrong guy, Peter.

The very nicest rock or pop star I ever met was Huey Lewis. I had a couple of encounters with him, the first being when I took listeners backstage for a meet and greet at the Rosemont Horizon (now the Allstate Arena) in 1987. Huey sold out several shows there and was twenty minutes away from playing in front of 16,000 fans. He came out to see us fresh from a backstage game of basketball in his gym shorts, T-shirt and Nikes. Huey spotted my WLS AM 890 baseball cap and beat a direct path for me. He thanked me profusely for all the airplay we’d given him over the past five years. I had a pretty good bullshit detector and this wasn’t some bum rush, shuck and jive, the guy was sincere. Huey did the photos and autographs for the group I brought back which included Dawn, the daughter of a friend of my mentor Lee Swanson. Huey signed her autograph “Dawn, go away, I’m no good for you” and sang a little of that Four Seasons song to her.

Years later I brought some more listeners backstage to meet Huey at a show where he only sold about 8,000 tickets at the New World Music Theatre in south suburban Tinley Park. That venue had a capacity for three times that. This low ticket sale was weird because he was still playing sold out shows while on tour. Despite the low turn-out, Huey Lewis was in great spirits and treated our guests very well. There was no pissy attitude or moaning about the slow ticket sales at the gate.

My buddy Dave Ross went on to do music promotion for Chrysalis, Huey’s record label in the late 80’s. One night they were playing a 10,000 seat arena in a smallish town in the south and Dave asked Huey why they were bothering to do a show for a lower tier market. Not missing a beat he said, “Because thousands of fans are willing to pay to see us and one day we might not draw those kinds of crowds.” Dave also shared a story of how Huey talked of his early singing days when he was traveling through parts of Europe with barely a thousand dollars to his name. Huey told Dave, he was as happy back then as he was now with all his success. Huey Lewis was and I’m guessing still is, a pretty well grounded good guy.

 (Always a good sport with me, Huey Lewis)











Quite a Show From Emo


 We had plenty of guests on the Larry Lujack Show at WLS. One of the more memorable being oddball comedian Emo Phillips.

Emo Phillips was a trip because most comedian guests would come in for a fifteen to twenty minute visit. The routine was usually a couple of segments of jokes, plug their show or project that needs publicity, thank-you and goodbye. Emo came in around four in the afternoon and stayed until the end of the show at seven! The guy had nowhere else to go before his concerts that night at the Park West club so Larry kept him on. He was hilarious and not just with his routine and mapped out jokes but the ad-libs. At one point in the conversation, Larry mentioned how romance author Barbara Cartland liked to have daily cold water enemas. Emo in his shaky voice quickly replied “I like cold water enemas too but straddling over drinking fountains makes it tough to finish.”

So the show ended and Emo, who arrived to the station alone, did his promo for us and left. Larry & I wrapped up our post show meeting a few minutes later. It was a Friday and we wanted to get out for the weekend. I was going to Emo’s early show at the Park West with my friend Dave Ross and headed downstairs to get picked up. So who did I find in the building lobby looking lost? Emo Phillips. He said he didn’t know what bus to take to get to his concert venue. Apparently the guy never noticed those yellow cars driving all over town that can give you a pre-Uber era ride, cabs for God’s sake! So I told Emo we were going to his show and we’d give him a lift. The quirky comic looked relieved that his transportation needs were being covered.

(The Park West)

Dave pulled up in his Chevy Suburban and was happy to be the car service for the comedian we were about to see. Emo Phillips was as normal and congenial as any non-famous person. He told us about a movie screenplay he was writing so Dave asked, “And what will that entail?” Emo answered “Probably major losses for the studio.”

After a ten minute ride north, we pulled up to the Park West as fans were lined up to get in to see the star we dropped off. Emo thanked us and hustled into the club. We parked, then checked in to the Will Call window for our tickets and enjoyed the night of comedy. I assumed someone from Emo’s management team would drive him home at the end of the night.

Emo’s movie project ended up being the first version of “Meet the Parents.” This was a low budget production that came out around 1992. Come the late 90’s, Emo Phillips’ screenplay was re-done with Robert De Niro and Ben Stiller starring in it. This second version of “Meet the Parents” became a huge comedy hit that would spawn two sequels. I’m sure Emo got money and credit for the first one but I think that’s where his connection to that franchise ended. I booked Emo Phillips on other shows I worked for but my first encounter with him was the most interesting.

(The first “Meet the Parents” movie was born from Emo Phillips)

On the Air With Lar


We pick up on some of the days of me working as Larry Lujack’s producer at WLS. I was learning plenty every day. Our daily on air conversations and banter were part of my big city radio education.

 Knowing how to interact with Larry was a skill I kept honing. He was not an easy laugh so I had to be clever as possible with my comments. One time during the Cheap Trashy Show-biz Report Larry was talking about a TV movie that was being made about Frank Sinatra based on Kitty Kelley’s explosive tell-all book “His Way.” This is a book we had discussed on the air in the past. Now I remembered Larry’s favorite anecdote from the book. So he says “I hope they include that scene where..” and I start snickering, and he goes on “And Mick read my mind. I want to see the time where Frank Sinatra eats scrambled eggs off a hooker’s bare chest. (He laughs) I’m just picturing Frank with the hooker, scarfing down breakfast.”

Then I said “Yeah, I can see the credits at the end of the movie, ‘Hooker with eggs on chest played by…” Larry laughed hard and said “Played by Charlene Tilton who’s desperate for work!”


 (Kitty Kelley’s tell all book on Frank Sinatra)

 The 1986 Holiday season featured the annual Christmas tree lighting in downtown Chicago. Larry and Jeff Hendrix were on site, broadcasting live from the WLS mobile studio which was a large RV camper while I was in the air studio.

So they have the countdown, someone throws a switch and the tree’s lights go up. Larry says the tree looks great and then we hear a live orchestra starting to play the theme from “2001 A Space Odyssey.” (Most folks at that time knew that was the song Elvis Presley used as his entrance music during live concerts as he took the stage) As it becomes obvious what song is being played, Larry yells out, “When did THAT become a Christmas tune?” Waiting just a second or two, I opened my microphone and asked “Where’s Elvis?” Well that busted up Larry, Jeff and the rest of the remote crew. Jeff blurted out “He’s at the top of the tree!” Then Larry followed with typical sarcasm, “Yeah, they got a life sized statue of the king at the top of the tree.”


 (Larry Lujack on the air doing his thing)

One more bit of banter to share. At the end of a show, Larry and Jeff were wrapping things up all set to say good night and thanks for listening, while I’m on the phone.

Larry: “John Landecker is next, giving away… aerobic fitness packs.”

Me: “Those are nice.”

Larry: “What do they consist of?”

Me: (quick reply) “I have no idea.”

Larrry starts to chuckle and then I take it further.

Me: “I just thought I’d throw in a little false enthusiasm to end of the show.”

Well Larry is loving this honesty and says between laughs, “That’s what’s needed here. In fact, that’s a prerequisite for the job! Phony enthusiasm! (He continues to laugh) and sometimes it’s tough, but Mick being the pro that he is managed to come up with some at the end of the show.”

I have tapes of some of these on air chats but I don’t even have to listen back to them.  These laughs are ingrained in my head forever.


Remembering Glenn Frey

Today (1/18/18) marks the second anniversary of the passing of Glenn Frey, co-founder of the Eagles. Glenn’s health problems in late 2015 delayed the band from being feted at that year’s Kennedy Center Honors. Still, news of his death was a big shock. Below is an excerpt from my coming book “Raised on the Radio” where I recall Frey’s in studio visit to the Murphy in the Morning show at Q-101 and a little more.  

Glenn Frey came to the station when in town to play in a charity golf outing and promote his “Strange Weather” album. I grew up on Eagles music and was cautiously eager to meet him. I knew of all the strife within the band before they stopped working together in 1980 and wasn’t sure how he’d be with us. In the past, the Eagles were very leery of and hesitant to talk to the media. It turns out Glenn was an excellent guest with us. Maybe no longer being in the Eagles put him in a good mood. One caller even asked about the intestinal health struggles Frey dealt with and he openly talked about those problems.

Me & Glenn Frey at Q-101 (Circa 1992)

One thing I noticed was the cadence in which Glenn Frey spoke during his interview with Murphy. He was precise and deliberate in his conversation but in an engaging way. I tend to talk in a similar manner so I identified with and liked the former Eagle from the start.

When it came time to record a couple of promos for the show, he carefully looked over my typed up lines in the production room. I asked if there were any problems and was told no, it was good copy. He was just measuring everything out to make sure he gave good reads.   So yes, I’ve recorded in a studio with an Eagle.

Months after visiting us at Q-101, I saw Glenn Frey play a concert at the Vic Theater. He did his solo hits and Eagles classics. Backstage after the show, again he was affable and a pleasure to spend a few minutes with. I also made points with my date as Glenn gladly took pictures and signed an autograph for her.

Backstage with Glenn at the Vic Theater

Those intestinal problems Glenn Frey was so open to discuss on the air ended up being part of what ended his life. Adding to that was rheumatoid arthritis and pneumonia and all that took him at the way too young age of sixty-seven. A number of celebrities I met over the years have since died but Glenn’s passing was a tough one to take in. He was great with me in 1992 and I was thrilled to have seen the Eagles in concert a few years later.

I also admired Glenn Frey’s solo music. From the Chuck Berry styled rock and roll of “Party Town” (a song that never got its proper due) to the sax and horns Memphis sound of “The One You Love” and “True Love.” The acting he did in “Wiseguy” and “Miami Vice” along with soundtrack work for those shows was aces too. I also enjoyed his role as the tough negotiating Arizona Cardinals general manager in “Jerry Maguire.”

Over the years the Eagles have had their share of detractors; many citing Frey and Don Henley for being difficult and greedy rock stars. Still, I choose to look past those stories and appreciate the music they brought us. Glenn’s hassles within the band be damned, he was first rate in my book and always will be. Rest in peace, Glenn Lewis Frey.


Larry Lujack’s Last Round-up

On December 18th, 2013 Chicago radio star Larry Lujack passed away. While it was a personal and professional thrill to work as Larry’s producer in the mid-80’s at WLS, I was also his friend up to the day he died. We used to check in with each other three or four times a year and I once stayed with Lar and his wife Jude for several days at their home in Santa Fe.

This is an excerpt from my book “Raised on the Radio” which will be released in 2018.

My last phone conversation with Larry Lujack happened in late September of 2013. Longtime WLS star Don Wade had just passed away from brain cancer and I was checking in to make sure Larry was “still with us.” We reflected on Wade’s passing and found time to joke about other matters. Larry couldn’t believe Lindsey Vonn dated Tiger Woods. He felt Lindsey was beautiful, well known and successful, so why did she want to mess with that guy and his history of cheating? I got a laugh out of him by saying I made money on bumper stickers that read “Honk If You Banged Tiger Woods.” We wrapped up our half hour call as Lar said he had some work to do on the roof of his house.

Larry Lujack enjoying retirement in his Santa Fe home

Three months later, it was the week before Christmas and I’d been thinking of blowing a call down to Santa Fe. We always talked at the holidays and I had a strong urge to buzz in on this particular day. I held back because Larry often visited family in Idaho around that time of year and I figured I’d call him a couple of days before New Year’s.

The next morning I woke up at five (my usual time), turned on the TV and laid back down while closing my eyes. Channel 9’s Morning News was being read by Erin McElroy. She was about to preview what was coming up next and I got a sudden feeling I was about to hear something horrible. I never had this kind of premonition before or since but this was a strong quick shot of worry that hit me in a split second. Ten seconds later, Erin said they would have the latest on the passing of Chicago radio legend Larry Lujack. I shot up from my bed and jumped out of it like it was on fire! I kept my hand over my mouth, totally stunned.

I first assumed it was heart trouble that took Larry’s life since he had bypass surgery years before. Instead it was esophageal cancer which was diagnosed near the start of 2013. Larry Lujack was seventy-three years old when he passed. He used to joke to me that seventy seemed to be a tough age because it was three syllables, Sev-en-ty.

Calls and e-mails poured in to my house the morning the news broke and I reached out to others as well. I was put on the air with Bruce Wolf and Dan Proft on their WLS morning show, sharing some fond memories. I talked with a couple of other media outlets as well. Larry’s former cohorts like Tommy Edwards, John Landecker and Bob Sirott got lots of TV and radio air time to reflect on their memories of the legacy of Larry Lujack.

Tommy was the closest to Larry and the only person outside of the Lujack family who knew of his cancer diagnosis that was given ten months before. He let Tommy in on this secret because they still had business together selling Animal Stories albums online for charity. The radio business was the background for their long and tight friendship.   Outside of his family and Lil Tommy, I was one of the few who could reflect most accurately on Larry. When Elvis died, it was natural for his rock n roll contemporaries like Little Richard and Carl Perkins to be asked about him. However, it was the King’s inner circle of assistants and security people known as the Memphis Mafia who knew him best. I was honored to be in Larry’s inner circle.

I called Jude that morning and her first words were “Mick, you were on my list of people to call.” I assured Jude this was a time for all who loved Larry to call and console her. Here’s how humble the guy was. Jude told me when Larry was nearing the end of his life he told her “You’re going to have to call a lot of people to let them know what happened to me.” He just didn’t get it that his passing would be huge news all over Chicago and in radio circles throughout the country! Larry figured he was just this former radio worker, now deceased and his wife would have to ‘get the word out.’ Please. No sir, we all knew and would know thanks to the immediacy of the internet and social media but more importantly, because of how we were all touched by the wit, humor and good memories brought to us by Larry Lujack.

One of Uncle Lar’s WLS publicity shots

My book will have much more on my time with Larry Lujack both on and off the air. I will always miss that I can’t call Larry and talk about the latest goings on in sports, media, politics & show-biz. Still, I have so many great memories of those times and for that, I count myself very grateful.

More on Mornings With Larry


This segment picks up on the initial months I was working as Larry Lujack’s morning show producer at WLS AM & FM. It was a true “living the dream experience.”

Tommy Edwards was an early supporter of my work. One day he pulled me aside in the hall and said he noticed the improvement in the show’s content and said it was due to my input. Tommy noted Larry was super pleased with my help but then we both looked at each other and acknowledged, ‘Yeah, we’ll keep that between us because Superjock Larry Lujack is not going to gush on someone for a job well done.’ Still Lar did find ways to show his appreciation. That first year, he gave me three raises and I wasn’t even asking for them. He was simply rewarding my work efforts and even paid for a car repair bill when my Toyota Celica’s clutch needed repairs.

The very best thing Larry Lujack did for me from the get go was to not treat me, his producer, as an on air “Whipping Boy.” He told me there were plenty of radio shows at WLS and other stations where the hosts would berate their producers on the air for making mistakes. It could be for little things like not getting mayonnaise put on a sub sandwich they ordered to something bigger like misplacing a phone number of a contact or forgetting to have some audio tape ready to play. As listeners know, sometimes this beat down on the young producer or assistant was in jest but other times it was not. Larry’s view when he heard a producer catching frequent hell from a jock was, “That reflects on the star. How come you have such an incompetent working for you?” If I screwed up, I’d be told about it after the show and off the air. Larry Lujack keeping my on air profile on a top level of respect was something that would help me in my future radio work.

Also, I was always encouraged to get in my comments and say what was on my mind. Larry never cared who said the funny or memorable line on the air, just so long as it was said. If it happened on his show, that’s all that mattered. I was the young hipster who helped answer questions on current happenings and pop culture and toss in a quick quip or two when possible. Larry would ask me about concerts I saw of artists who we didn’t even play yet. Groups like R.E.M. and Lone Justice got nice chat-ups from me. When Bruce Springsteen was booked into Soldier Field for the summer of 1985, the morning crew wasn’t getting what was so special about the Boss’ concerts. I explained on the air about Bruce’s energy and earnestness. As I told them, “You have to see him to believe him.”

Though I knew some of Lujack’s tendencies, I had much more to learn. Very early one morning, I took a call from someone claiming to have seen people who just attended Bruce Springsteen’s wedding in Oregon. Anything Springsteen did in 1985 was major news. He was turning water into wine and selling truckloads of records and box offices full of concert tickets so this was a big deal. Bruce had been dating a model named Julianne Phillips and breaking the news of their nuptials would be a scoop. Off the air I told Larry about the caller on hold. He was concerned it was a crank call and told me to thank them and we’ll wait for confirmation from the newswires. About an hour later the wires broke the news that the Boss now had a wife. Springsteen’s bride had family living in the Chicago suburbs. We had the drop on this news and lost it. Damn! After the show, Larry acknowledged he shouldn’t have been so cautious. If we’re right, we break a big show biz story no one else had. If it’s a hoax, who remembers that two days later?

Bruce Springsteen circa 1985

I made note of this lesson. That fall, just before a Monday morning show, I got a call from a guy who told me Chicago Bears Head Coach Mike Ditka was just arrested for drunk driving on the Edens Expressway. 1985 was the Bears’ big winning year and they had just beaten the 49ers, winning their sixth straight game to open the season. This was a revenge victory after Bill Walsh and Joe Montana’s crew pounded Ditka’s boys in the NFC Championship game back in January. The win in San Francisco was also the first time William “The Refrigerator” Perry ran the football on offense. This was a late afternoon game out west and during the team’s flight back home there no doubt was some celebrating happening on their charter. The timing of this bust seemed to fit and I figured this story was true.

Bears Head Coach Mike Ditka

I went to the studio to give Larry the information since the caller couldn’t stay on the line. It was just before five a.m. and the show was about to start. His interest was piqued but I could tell he was being cautious again. I stood next to him, urging that we go with the story. As the song ended and Larry went on the air he said how we heard some news about a big name sports personality who just got popped for drunk driving. Off the microphone I called out “He’s a coach.” Larry snickered and said “Yeah, he’s a coach.” I then offered, “Just won a big game yesterday!” Again Larry went with it and said, “Yeah, a big game out west.” So Larry re-capped the clues and said “We’re told Mike Ditka has been busted for a DUI.” A few minutes later, newsman Jeff Hendrix came in to confirm the story. It just came over the local wires but as far as radio shows go, we had the scoop on this one. Thanks mystery caller, we appreciate all tips!


I’m On The Air And In The Big Time!


Before the second Monday with the Lujack show, I started to tell Larry about what I saw at the Hall & Oates concert two nights earlier. He cut me off and said to wait until he asks me about my story later in the morning. Save it for the show was the strategy. Hall & Oates was on their “Big Bam Boom” tour selling out two nights at the Rosemont Horizon and WLS just finished a big promotion with the duo and Pontiac. For a few weeks before the concerts, station personalities including Larry drove around in Pontiac Fieros and a contest gave away those red rides. Needless to say there was lots of attention on these Rosemont Horizon shows.

Hall & Oates and their promotion with the Pontiac Fiero (Remember those cars?)

So later that morning Larry called me on the air and asked about the Hall & Oates concert.  I said I had problems seeing the stage because a couple in front of me couldn’t keep their tongues out of each other’s mouths all night long. Lar reacted with “That’s disgusting, what’s wrong with these people?” He said this half jokingly but I knew we’d have a good laugh on it.  Catherine Johns stuck up for the couple saying they must be in love and Larry shot that down.  The significance of this exchange being I was barely there a week and Larry trusted me to share good material on the air with a story unheard before I talked it up.  I mean I could’ve said something gross like, “Yeah, at the concert a dude was piss drunk and flashed his wang at everyone.”

Hall & Oates in concert, 1985

The following Monday was Income Tax Day and I brought in some audio from a “Honeymooners” episode where Ralph has to report to the IRS because of problems with his taxes.  I played a cassette of the snippets for Larry before the show and he wanted to use all of them.  He agreed to play the Beatles’  “Taxman” out of the bit.  This was a few months before non-Union workers like me were allowed to touch studio equipment and do our own editing so one of the morning engineers had to transfer all the audio at my direction.  What I brought to the show seems pedestrian by today’s broadcast standards but for a guy like Larry Lujack who made his bones with his gruff, smart guy attitude, playing records and doing goofy Animal Stories and show biz items, this was close to groundbreaking. Those sound bites, known as “drop-ins” were something I’d been doing in college and now at WLS.

The Honeymooners as Norton tries to help Ralph out with his income tax problems. 

Audio wise, things were different in the 80’s.  To get drop-ins or ‘drops’ as we called them, I had a stereo cassette deck wired into the audio jacks of my home VCR and would record from the Beta tape.  Then I’d bring the cassette to work, run the sound onto a reel to reel tape player, edit the tape then dub it to a cart.  Today, studios are computer wired and tied to the internet so you can pull your snippet from You Tube or some other website and air it immediately, that is, if it doesn’t need editing.  Everything now is done digitally and if you handed a radio rookie some reel to reel tape, a grease pencil and razor blade he or she wouldn’t know whether to shit or go blind.

OLD SCHOOL RADIO GEAR-I marked, cut and spliced  miles of audio tape on a machine just like this one. 

The day after the ‘Tax Man’ bit, Larry gave me my first raise in pay.  He was grateful to have me steadily bringing him ideas and options for the show. Often I was asked if Larry was as much of a cheapskate as his on air reputation made him out to be.  He was quoted in newspaper articles as being the guy who always turns lights off at home when someone leaves the room for a second and driving an older cheap car and how money was being saved just in case bread one day costs ten bucks a loaf. Larry Lujack was never cheap with me.

The guy was simply frugal, careful with his money. Larry would come in to work in grass stained canvas gym shoes after mowing the lawn the day before.  His annual salary was somewhere around half a million dollars a year which is still a lot of money, but in 1985 that amount was massive.  Not only was Larry Lujack mowing his own lawn instead of paying some kid to handle it, he was doing it in the same shoes he wore to work!  Even I wore a different pair of shoes when cutting my grass.  Radio has no dress code, for Larry it was always well worn Levi jeans and in the summer the gym shoes and short sleeved golf shirts, in the winter cowboy boots and flannel shirts.

Stained gym shoes fit for cutting grass, (or wearing to work on your big time morning radio show.)

One embarrassment happened when I got my first paycheck from Larry Lujack Enterprises.  Payday was every other Friday and that first check ended up getting wrecked that weekend when my Boston Terrier ‘Molly’ got hold of my wallet while I was napping.  My wallet and the check inside it were shredded up pretty good.  The following Monday I had to explain what happened and hit up Lar for a newly written payment. He grabbed the messed up check from my hand and told me to get the next one cashed before Molly tore into it again.

On occasion, if Larry and I had a disagreement about a factual item we would make an off the air wager. We stepped it up from Randall and Mortimer Duke in “Trading Places” and made our wagers for five bucks.  It wasn’t about the money, we just cared to prove who was right or wrong. I remember losing one bet when I thought a coming ratings book would see morning radio rival Jonathan Brandmeier cracking a 5.0 share.  I was off by point .20.  I got Larry on one when he insisted he never met Elton John.  The proof I told him was in his own “Superjock” autobiography where he talked of interviewing him at WCFL.  The next day after looking up the story in his own book, Lar came in with a crisp fiver for me.

NEXT WEEK- More on Mornings With Larry


Welcome to the Rock of Chicago


My first show day at WLS was Monday April 1st, 1985. USA for Africa’s “We Are the World”, Phil Collins’ “Sussudio” and more singles from Springsteen’s “Born in the USA” album got heavy airplay. The hot TV shows were “Miami Vice” and “Moonlighting” and the big movie in theatres was “The Breakfast Club.” Women sported Reebok gym shoes on walks from the train station to their offices where they changed into dress shoes while suited businessmen wore yellow print patterned power ties. Ronald Reagan was in the first year of his second term as President.

When picking up the newspapers that first morning I took it as good sign that on the cover of the Sun Times was the photo of someone I knew well. Amy Beja, the sister of my longtime friend Todd Beja, was pictured holding a fanned out selection of Chicago Cubs tickets as their home opener was approaching. I signed in at the security desk in the Stone Container Building at Michigan and Wacker just before 2 a.m. and took the elevator to the 5th floor. Despite being in disbelief of all this heady radio stuff, I kept it together because Larry was very businesslike on everything. My job was to help him get the best listener ratings possible so the ABC Corporation could sell their commercials for top dollar and make lots of money and we could keep doing the same. I could not play the role of geeked-out fanboy because there was work to do.

Still, the halls of the radio station echoed of the famous voices of the past. The walls had framed photos of stars like Dick Biondi, Clark Weber, Ron Riley, Art Roberts, Joel Sebastian, Dex Card, Yvonne Daniels, Bob Sirott and John “Records’ Landecker. Not to mention the current names, besides Larry, there was Tommy Edwards, Fred Winston, Steve Dahl and Garry Meier, Brant Miller and Jeff Davis. Any time of the day or night I was tuned in to any and all of these guys. How many nights did I not mind only having only AM radio in my car because Jeff Davis was playing the latest hits and classic Stones and Doobie Brothers songs for me to rock out to? For years I listened to all these people and was now aboard the good ship WLS, a legendary and still vibrant radio station. I went from fan to fellow co-worker. It was like the little leaguer who idolizes the New York Yankees and one day he’s putting on the pinstripes and taking batting practice alongside Derek Jeter.

1985 WLS AM Stars- Front row L-R Jeff Davis, Turi Ryder, Fred Winston, back row Tommy Edwards, Larry Lujack, Brant Miller.

In 1985, newspapers and the newswire stories were the lifeblood of radio content for most personality based radio shows. It was a matter of taking a single edged razor blade and slicing out the local gossip columns and other entertainment related news along with stories of interest and sports and circling the best information with a red flair pen. I would read through all sections of the papers and strip the best newsy meat off their bones to find things to talk about. Jeff Hendrix, the deep voiced news anchor who along with Catherine Johns made up a double barreled delivery system of the morning news on Larry’s show handed me the newswire copy of more offbeat stories.

Jeff and Catherine had a fast rhythm of pin-balling the reading of news stories between each other. They sounded like a news station and aspiring radio newscasters could learn much from listening to their air-checks. Personality wise, Hendrix was the resident cheapskate who once replaced the bumper of his VW Rabbit replaced with a two by four plank of wood. I saw that so called bumper, it was weird looking but economical. Jeff played lots of golf with Larry. Catherine Johns played the role of the young single woman and her dating life would sometimes be talked about on the show. It was by no means in the ‘ditzy bimbo’ way, Catherine was smart and a good foil to Larry during their interplay.

The physical set-up of the show was Larry seated in Studio A (the same one I watched him and other dee-jays do their show in while standing on the other side of the hallway glass for years) and opposite him in the control room was Larry’s button pushing engineer. Engineers worked an hour then were off an hour, so we had a rotation of at least two engineers per show courtesy of the Illinois Brotherhood of Electrical Workers. Jeff and Catherine flanked Larry on his left and right and sportscaster/reporter Les Grobstein had a stand up microphone and copy holder behind Jeff.

Unlike most radio producers, I wasn’t stationed in the control room area or engineer’s side during the show. Instead I was in Larry’s office with a bank of studio phone lines on my desk. I could take listener calls, handle contests or buzz-ins from the hotline and had a side phone for me to call him directly with the push button punch of the numbers 5363. Funny how that stuff stays in your head after all these years. The stereo in Larry’s office was wired so I could listen to the show live and not hear it on the seven second delay that was activated while we were on the air. From Studio A to our office, you had to take a left, a right and a long left to the office where I was stationed. Being on the opposite side of the WLS office suite like that sharpened my listening skills and kept me locked in the only way that was needed, by sound. Larry told me when I first started to keep my eyes and ears open and I’d learn lots very quickly. He was right.

In less than an hour on that first day I was on the phone talking to Larry and the listeners. He needed me to preview a couple of callers who wanted to chime in with their thoughts on a story brought up about how April 1st was the day to have sex if you wanted to have a baby that was born on New Year’s Day. I spoke calmly and with confidence and was on the air with the Larry Lujack show. My crazy radio journey was in hyper-drive and REALLY happening! Lord only knew what was next…


Young Radio Greenhorn, Meet Larry Lujack


As last week’s post stated, I was about to interview for the job to be Larry Lujack’s producer on WLS AM. Larry called and recruited me for the interview and I was both excited and scared shitless.  

It was time to take the elevator up to the 5th floor of the Stone Container building and get buzzed in to the WLS lobby by the receptionist. I told her I was there to see Larry Lujack and a quick inter office call later, Larry was walking towards me. I asked to see his so called “Golf Hickey” he got the week before. On the snowiest, coldest day of the year, with a wind chill of more than forty below zero Larry Lujack made news by playing 18 holes of golf. The day got so cold and icy that chunks of slush stuck to his neck under his scarf and left something similar to freezer burn or a golf hickey as he called it. That golf stunt earned Larry a mention on Paul Harvey’s nationwide radio news show. This was a badge of honor for Larry Lujack as he was a huge fan of Paul’s.

Second to the right, the Stone Container Building, home of WLS.

Larry led me down two hallways to his office. Taking seats there I saw this was a hoarder’s paradise of old newspapers, magazines and other mess inducing items. Larry explained there was a need to hire someone who thought more like him, someone who could write in his voice and trite as it may sound “hip the show up a bit.” He explained the hours, starting with me being there at 2 a.m. to go through the newspapers and finding the most interesting articles and writing the entertainment items for his Cheap Trashy Show Biz Report and Animal Stories.

Then Larry turned things over to see what my story was. I told him like so many others have said in the past, he was the reason I was in the radio business to start with. Larry joked, “Hey, don’t blame me for YOUR messed up life!” I filled in some more of my background and interests as Larry listened intently.

Now here was the key moment in this meeting between the major market radio superstar and the young radio greenhorn. We were talking about the Cheap Trashy Show-biz report and I had the insane balls to tell Larry he missed the best part of a story he covered that morning. It was dirt on major league pitcher Dave Stewart who was arrested for getting into a hassle with a transvestite prostitute. Larry did the story on both his early and late in the show reports but left out a key item.

He asks what was missed. I said “The name of the transvestite hooker, it was Lucille! You could’ve mentioned her name then gone straight into the Little Richard song “Lucille.” Larry looked stunned. Had the great Larry Lujack been scooped? No way! So he starts rummaging through the mess on his desk looking for the newspaper clipping. I told him it was in the Sun Times. (Again, me being the media junkie, I was all over this story) Larry found the Sun Times report and sees that the hooker WAS named Lucille. For the next minute he kept saying “Damn, shit! (pause) Goddamn it! I can’t believe I missed that!”

Now who in their right mind has the stones to tell Larry Lujack that one of his bits could have been better and he missed something that should have been talked about? That’s like some back-up singer auditioning to be in Paul Mc Cartney’s band saying, “Um, Paul? I think that last verse you sang on ‘Hey Jude ’was a bit off. Try it this way.”   I didn’t care. This was my chance to shine and I sure did with this scoop and the way I played it.

1980’s promo pic of Larry Lujack

As we were winding things down I asked “Any problems with what you’ve seen, heard or smelled from me?” Larry laughed loud and said, “No, things are good and I haven’t smelled any odors coming from your body.” He liked my self-deprecating approach which was the path Larry himself often took.

I was given numbers of what the job would pay to start and more information would be discussed if I got the gig. He also noted this wasn’t a job guarantee but I was definitely the “leading candidate.” Larry also said if I get any other job offers before he makes his decision to let him know so he could consider matching it. This whole scenario was just so hard to believe. Larry Lujack is telling me he’d be willing to get in a bidding war to secure my creative services! He also qualified things by saying, “Now if someone wants to pay you two hundred grand for some job, I’m gonna tell you, “See ya and good luck.”

The famed Superjock walks me out and says he’ll call once he makes up his mind. This was at the end of January and lord only knew when that decision would happen. I figured it might be a few weeks but who knew? This was new territory for me.

From the day of that interview with Larry Lujack I was on a constant alert, waiting for a phone call from the famed Superjock. Anytime after ten a.m. when his show ended, if the phone rang at home, I’d wonder if it was Larry calling to offer me the producer’s job. This was in the days before caller ID, voicemails, cell-phones and texting. A simple call was all that was needed. Even when I’d be out all day and come home, I’d wonder if there was a written message to return Larry’s call. It was a tense time and I tried to shift my focus to my job at WKDC, my newspaper column, the record hops Jim and I did and my work at the record store. I even kept my eyes and ears open for any other job offers I could land that would force me to call WLS and tell Larry, ”Hey, got an opportunity here, what’s your story?” That didn’t materialize.

Finally time moved along to Tuesday morning March 26th 1985. I was in bed listening to the Lujack show and he left half an hour before his ten a.m. stop time. Larry was feeling sick and went to his office. Tommy Edwards came on early and even got an on air report from producer Mick Oliver that the morning show star was lying on his office couch on top of a pile of old newspapers. So Tommy takes things from there and I turned off the stereo. Around 11:00 a.m. the phone rang and my dad picked up the downstairs line at the same time I picked up the extension in my room. We both said “Hello?” and after a pause I hear “Oh, sounds like I got stereo.” I’m thinking this might be Larry so I speak his name and he says “Hey.” So I tell my dad I got it and he gets off the line.

Larry asks how things are and I’m like, “O.K.” and after a pause he asks “Do you want a job?” I blurt out, “Yes, I certainly do!” With that I was hired! Larry was hoping I could start working for him the following Monday and I said that would be no problem. All of this was of course a huge rush and big relief for me. Two months of waiting was over and I had the job of my young lifetime! There were details to work out so Larry asked me to meet with him that Friday and we’d lock up everything. I was given his home phone number just in case anything came up that I needed to let him know about. We get off the line and I went nuts with a scream and a huge ‘Woo hoo!” ! I’m going to be working for my favorite radio personality who also happens to be the king of Chicago radio!

NEXT WEEK- My first day on the air with Lar.