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Quote from: WOTR on May 07, 2012, 11:50:06 PM
The worst part is that it was only the third from last paragraph when I realized that your writings were not an actual transcript.  How sad is that (both that I am really this gullible and that I perceive Noory as being that self absorbed...)

Well, no harmness to  you, either!  I am laughing more at that, your quote,  than I did while I was composing the transcript.   My transcript I must confess, was inspired by Mr. Sardoni and his self-absorption post above.

Quote from: PurpleChirple on May 07, 2012, 11:58:53 PM
I kind of felt sorry for Josh Tatum.  Georgie's "interview" was all over the goddamn place and the celebrity name-dropping was truly out of hand.  Mel Gibson?  Really?  With his current schizoid reputation, I wouldn't even admit I'd met him.  George's tales of his seminal years in broadcasting, name-dropping, delusional self-promotion, Christian Wilde (WTF?)---why the hell bother with any sort of enjoyable interview?  Have to agree Margoloo, Tatum is NOTHING but mediocre.

Now, the two million dollar question, Can Josh Tatum host?

Quote from: PurpleChirple on May 07, 2012, 11:58:53 PM
Have to agree Margoloo, Tatum is NOTHING but mediocre.

His mediocrity bothered me because of the slobbering he got from Noory and whoever the music guy was.

Talented musician, sure; popular musician, possibly... but SUPERSTAR... the next BIG THING? No.

It sounded like the inoffensive "rock" they pipe into the grocery store to me.

if this thread proves anything it's that regardless of how bad George is people continue to listen

Quote from: b_dubb on May 08, 2012, 06:45:29 AM
if this thread proves anything it's that regardless of how bad George is people continue to listen

Not true. I post here but I don't listen. I listen at most, for 3 minutes. Each sample has proven that this show is a piece of garbage. However, there's something true about that saying "so bad you can't help but watch."

Ehhhhh... i still listen... mostly for the guests that are actually interesting... so it's hit or miss... I actually find it a bit funny listening to George though with all of his mannerisms and "locked mah keyz in the car" type stories...

Calls from the dead guy was interesting last night .. Questions were not though.. thankfully there weren't many questions asked

Quote from: b_dubb on May 08, 2012, 06:45:29 AM
if this thread proves anything it's that regardless of how bad George is people continue to listen

Methinks, however, that I'm not quite the type of listener they want... one that (inexplicably) attempts to listen live once a month, only to get aggravated and turn it off within three minutes or that "acquires" non-Noory shows to listen to after the fact.


Premiere Radio. 

Angeleyes, that was a brilliant parody.  I loved it! Totally believed it was real.
As for Tatum hosting.......same thought ran through my head. GN so in love with him will try to get him hosting.  Ick.

How about those Amgydalas everyone?  Do we really need to know? ZZZZZZ

Re the recent Dark Shadows episode ... George wants to go to the Playboy Mansion. Surprise. I can just see the headlines: "Playmate says Radio Host's Check Bounced And His Junk Smelled of Tumeric"

Well, what's the verdict on Monday night's show? When did George first drop a "Noory Bomb" - i.e. a reference to himself? Surely he didn't go the whole show without injecting himself into to it....
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Quote from: hosehead on May 07, 2012, 12:29:01 PM

   

Anyone wearing that shirt is untrustworthy.

Oh, I've seen those shirts before - they're very popular in Hollywood. I think they're the work of a designer who dresses almost everyone in the entertainment business, Ima Hewes-Doosh. Nothing says "Ima Hewes-Doosh" like wearing a double-breasted shirt! He looks like Douglas Fairbanks, Jr. about to do a close-up in The Prisoner of Zenda. The stars may say they're wearing Versace', but they're really all Hewes-Dooshes.

Quote from: b_dubb on May 08, 2012, 06:45:29 AM
if this thread proves anything it's that regardless of how bad George is people continue to listen

Well, I listened for an hour before turning it off.

I post here about as often as I listen so apparently that is less than 1%.

The show is not even "entertainingly bad" anymore... just boring.

Quote from: b_dubb on May 08, 2012, 06:45:29 AM
if this thread proves anything it's that regardless of how bad George is people continue to listen

Not me. I heard an awful lot of BBC radio last night. Can't stand that "click your amygdala forward" flim-flam man.

I always listen to the broadcast via YouTube the morning after the show.  Can fast forward, replay the jaw dropping comments of GN (sometimes you gotta, just to see if you heard correctly), pause and post as I'm hearing it .  No ads either, almost never hear the emerging artists!

Quote from: Sardondi on May 08, 2012, 02:25:28 PM
Oh, I've seen those shirts before - they're very popular in Hollywood. I think they're the work of a designer who dresses almost everyone in the entertainment business, Ima Hewes-Doosh. Nothing says "Ima Hewes-Doosh" like wearing a double-breasted shirt! He looks like Douglas Fairbanks, Jr. about to do a close-up in The Prisoner of Zenda. The stars may say they're wearing Versace', but they're really all Hewes-Dooshes.

Quote from: b_dubb on May 08, 2012, 06:45:29 AM
if this thread proves anything it's that regardless of how bad George is people continue to listen

It's kind of sad how rarely I listen to the show, but without Art, Ian and more George Knapp, I gave up the ghost a while ago.  Now, I listen to the Fine Art stream, almost anything else on Shoutcast that seems interesting, and my local police scanner.   It's true - the local crime in my area is far more exciting than 4 hours of Noory.

Quote from: b_dubb on May 08, 2012, 06:45:29 AM
if this thread proves anything it's that regardless of how bad George is people continue to listen

Well, yes...just as people are repelled by car wrecks and still almost no one can avoid turning their heads to stare in horror at the carnage. And we all are terrified by a house fire, yet people still insist on standing outside as the residence of a neighbor, or even a stranger, goes up in flames. The point is, it's human nature to want to witness a disaster, no matter how painful or disturbing. That is why we might still listen to George on occasion.

Or maybe. like those who go to visit an enemy on his/her deathbed: we just want to satisfy ourselves he's really "dying".
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Quote from: Michael Vandeven on May 08, 2012, 06:26:05 PM

"But I don't wanna wear a puffy shirt!" See, Jerry knows the truth about his shirt: it's not a genuine Ima Hewes Doosh. It's a knock-off by some Asian sweatshop which uses the label "Bea Oz-Hoyle". A tip-off to the Hewes-Doosh line is the double-breasted button-up John Wayne cavalry style. The puffy pirate shirt is clearly a Bea Oz-Hoyle trademark. No wonder Jerry didn't want to wear the puffy shirt.

Of course, it's a great shirt all by itself. Just be aware that when you do wear it, you're telling the world your style is Oz-Hoyle, not Hewes-Doosh. Maybe that's what you want. The problem is sometimes Bea Oz-Hoyle gets confused with the label of Fleming Feggs. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

Quote from: Sardondi on May 09, 2012, 12:33:21 AM
Well, yes...just as people are repelled by car wrecks and still almost no one can avoid turning their heads to stare in horror at the carnage. And we all are terrified by a house fire, yet people still insist on standing outside as the residence of a neighbor, or even a stranger, goes up in flames. The point is, it's human nature to want to witness a disaster, no matter how painful or disturbing. That is why we might still listen to George on occasion.

Or maybe. like those who go to visit an enemy on his/her deathbed: we just want to satisfy ourselves he's really "dying".

You're right there: There is that gruesome sense of entertainment in human nature.  But there is also some cheap comedic entertainment value in listening to C2C.  There are times when one can get a really good laugh at the foibles of the hosts or the absurdity of a guest or even the naïveté of callers.  On such nights, it's a nice way to complete the day and transition into bedtime -- with a hearty laugh    followed by a smile    on one's face. 

Then, there is the element of heart-felt "hope" -- hope that C2C might return to its glory days -- to the level of show quality, the awe and marvel, which attracted one to the program the first time ever and caused one to tune in to the show at late hours night after night, like a devotee seated by the guru's feet listening.  It's not easy to let go the memory of an engaging lover that used to bring such nightly satisfaction.   

Quote from: Oversoul on May 09, 2012, 02:52:47 AM
You're right there: There is that gruesome sense of entertainment in human nature.  But there is also some cheap comedic entertainment value in listening to C2C.  There are times when one can get a really good laugh at the foibles of the hosts or the absurdity of a guest or even the naïveté of callers.  On such nights, it's a nice way to complete the day and transition into bedtime -- with a hearty laugh    followed by a smile    on one's face. 

Then, there is the element of heart-felt "hope" -- hope that C2C might return to its glory days -- to the level of show quality, the awe and marvel, which attracted one to the program the first time ever and caused one to tune in to the show at late hours night after night, like a devotee seated by the guru's feet listening.  It's not easy to let go the memory of an engaging lover that used to bring such nightly satisfaction.   

Great post.  I have been Noory-free for about six or seven weeks now, and these are the only two things I miss--the camaraderie that comes from the collective "Noory Sucks" with other Coastgabbers and the hope that just once, the promised guest/topic will turn out to be as promised. 

Quote from: Sardondi on May 09, 2012, 12:33:21 AM

Of course, it's a great shirt all by itself. Just be aware that when you do wear it, you're telling the world your style is Oz-Hoyle, not Hewes-Doosh. Maybe that's what you want. The problem is sometimes Bea Oz-Hoyle gets confused with the label of Fleming Feggs. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

It confuses and worries me when anyone, male or female, knows this much about fashion.   

Quote from: b_dubb on May 08, 2012, 02:05:24 PM
Re the recent Dark Shadows episode ... George wants to go to the Playboy Mansion. Surprise. I can just see the headlines: "Playmate says Radio Host's Check Bounced And His Junk Smelled of Tumeric"

I can easily picture George hobnobbing with the Playboy bunnies at Hef's pad...enthralling them all with childhood Easter tales from Detroit. He'd have them all running like rabbits.

Personally, if I was at Hef's for a party, I'd bring a big bag-purse and some plastic bags, and very discreetly stuff as many appetizers and buffet entree items and booze bottles into my pursie for later.

I actually really enjoyed listening to the Dark Shadows show, sans Noory's Nooryisms, of course. Kathryn Leigh Scott came across as being a very engaging and articulate guest. She's also a very good writer.

George: "Ya know, Kathryn, I jusht gotta tell ya this. I really, really thought Dark Shadows wush a fashinating show. It was so dark and mysterioush. I really do!"

Ah, George, what are we going to do with the likes of ya?

Quote from: Sardondi on May 09, 2012, 12:33:21 AM

"But I don't wanna wear a puffy shirt!" See, Jerry knows the truth about his shirt: it's not a genuine Ima Hewes Doosh. It's a knock-off by some Asian sweatshop which uses the label "Bea Oz-Hoyle". A tip-off to the Hewes-Doosh line is the double-breasted button-up John Wayne cavalry style. The puffy pirate shirt is clearly a Bea Oz-Hoyle trademark. No wonder Jerry didn't want to wear the puffy shirt.

Of course, it's a great shirt all by itself. Just be aware that when you do wear it, you're telling the world your style is Oz-Hoyle, not Hewes-Doosh. Maybe that's what you want. The problem is sometimes Bea Oz-Hoyle gets confused with the label of Fleming Feggs. Not that there's anything wrong with that.

Quote from: Lovely Bones on May 09, 2012, 08:49:01 AM
It confuses and worries me when anyone, male or female, knows this much about fashion.   

I agree with Lovely Bones. Hey! Sardondi! Just what the hell is goin' on here, anyway? Huh? And you wanna come shopping with me on Saturday? I could use a good consultant.

Quote from: Lovely Bones on May 09, 2012, 08:49:01 AM
It confuses and worries me when anyone, male or female, knows this much about fashion.   

Quote from: Jasmine on May 09, 2012, 12:31:29 PM
I agree with Lovely Bones. Hey! Sardondi! Just what the hell is goin' on here, anyway? Huh? And you wanna come shopping with me on Saturday? I could use a good consultant.

*sigh*  Thank you. I needed that. For it was an excellent reminder to me of the ephemera which is the internetz, and the absolute in-fucking-sanity of spending any time, ANY time, actually composing  ANYTHING that is destined for that great, black maw of death and nothingness. There I am, actually spending time sounding out bone-dumb names for a truly stupid toss-off post to a boutique page aimed at those with too much time on their hands and a strong animus against a hack radio host. And I'm chortling to myself at my wit, right? Oh yeah, this is so frickin' hilarious! Oh, they'll get it, you bet! It'll kill! Like this is 30 Rock and I'm getting paid. God, the humiliation. All those years of being taught phonics and sounding out those words - useless.

Of course, I suppose it's possible that, uh, everybody gets it juuuuust fine and it's, uh, just not.....funny.

*chirrrrrp*****chirrrrrrp******chirrrrrrp*

Naaaaah. It's funny. It's that fuckin' Noory - he killed laughter! Does anybody remember laughter? Or a 35-year-old rock reference? It's Noory's fault! BAAAASTAAAAARD!!!

Quote from: Sardondi on May 09, 2012, 01:27:19 PM
*sigh*  Thank you. I needed that. For it was an excellent reminder to me of the ephemera which is the internetz, and the absolute in-fucking-sanity of spending any time, ANY time, actually composing  ANYTHING that is destined for that great, black maw of death and nothingness. There I am, actually spending time sounding out bone-dumb names for a truly stupid toss-off post to a boutique page aimed at those with too much time on their hands and a strong animus against a hack radio host. And I'm chortling to myself at my wit, right? Oh yeah, this is so frickin' hilarious! Oh, they'll get it, you bet! It'll kill! Like this is 30 Rock and I'm getting paid. God, the humiliation. All those years of being taught phonics and sounding out those words - useless.

Of course, I suppose it's possible that, uh, everybody gets it juuuuust fine and it's, uh, just not.....funny.

*chirrrrrp*****chirrrrrrp******chirrrrrrp*

Naaaaah. It's funny. It's that fuckin' Noory - he killed laughter! Does anybody remember laughter? Or a 35-year-old rock reference? It's Noory's fault! BAAAASTAAAAARD!!!

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.'

...Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."

Ode to Sardondi's dark night of the literal soul. 

As we all know, George Noory and Coast to Coast do on-air commercial spots for Geico. Well, C2C recently engaged actress Sally Struthers to come in to the L.A. studio to record a Geico commercial. As this leaked behind-the-scenes candid video clearly shows, the taping of the C2C Geico commercial spot did not go well...


Geico commercial with Sally Struthers OUTTAKES

Quote from: Jasmine on May 09, 2012, 05:11:32 PM
...Well, C2C recently engaged actress Sally Struthers to come in to the L.A. studio to record a Geico commercial....

mmmwwwAAAHAAAAAHAHAAAAHAAAAA!!! That wobbly on-the-verge-of-emotional-collapse voice was perfect. I can't even tell who she is. And what show did this come from?

A caller just praised David Wilcock in tonight's C2C show for not making the show another "doom and gloom" episode.  The caller said he's had enough of the usual "doom and gloom" over the show. 

   Amen, to that, brother.  But how will C2C and Noory sell their "disaster survival" merchandise if they don't generate and promote the fear and anxiety that're bred by the guesting soothsayers of "doom and gloom"?   

Wilcock was mostly incomprehensible, as always. Nice to know there are still things we can count on.

In the first hour, Simple George 'reported' on a story about a young woman who lost a leg to flesh-eating bacteria after a zipline accident. What in the hell makes this nitwit think that story is newsworthy to a national audience ?

Quote from: Lovely Bones on May 09, 2012, 08:46:12 AM
Great post.  I have been Noory-free for about six or seven weeks now...

I believe that you had mentioned on another thread that we seem to travel a similar path.  While I can not claim to be completely Noory free for six weeks, I can say that I have cut way back to a few hours a week (usually when I forget to trun him off after the old radio shows.)  So far not a single minute of Noory this week and I know that I missed last Thursday (and possibly Friday)as well.  It is almost freeing to just forget that the guy exists and return to the life that I should have where I am not staring at the radio in shock and disgust every night.

Even though it is freeing, I too feel a little saddened that I can not contribute as much to this thread.  There is a part of me that used to relish discussing that latest mistakes, outright stupidity and other amusement that Noory provides on a nightly basis when you tune in...

Quote from: Jasmine on May 09, 2012, 02:47:04 PM
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.'

...Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."

Ode to Sardondi's dark night of the literal soul.