George Noory Sucks! - The Definitive Compendium

[CoastSHAT]

Yeah you can hear groundzero live at groundzeromedia.org. Yeah i agree with all you guys it seems that premiere radio is going to replace noorys sorry ass once and for all. When i listen to ground zero most of the callers always say that they are not listening to c2c anymore, and that there glad that they found his show. I enjoy Clydes rants because he can handle the bullshitters when they come down the pipe, and he doesnt let people off the hook for stating crazy ass stuff. Georges half alive ass is well ob his way out the door.

Rant wise the worst of them all is alex jones. everyday the world is ending to that carzy bastard.

[ItsOver]

That would be an ironic justice.  December 21st turns out not to be the end of the World but the end of Noory.  PremRat would become a Scrooge I could appreciate.  Merry Christmas!

[Digitech]

And on top of this, Noory has that new TV show beginning soon. We can all hope that he knows he's getting booted and has already made plans for his next gig.


But, speaking honestly, I think that George is going to keep on hosting C2C until whenever it is that his contract expires.

[ItsOver]

Maybe he's taking Thursday and Friday off to concentrate on his new career as a "TV Host."   

[Immy]

Explains why he's taking the vacation days now instead of after New Years like usual. Use 'em or lose 'em.

[ItsOver]

It's probably just all a conspiracy.  Alex Jones should investigate and report back to Wells. 

[At the stroke of midnight]

Yeah you can hear groundzero live at groundzeromedia.org. Yeah i agree with all you guys it seems that premiere radio is going to replace noorys sorry ass once and for all. When i listen to ground zero most of the callers always say that they are not listening to c2c anymore, and that there glad that they found his show. I enjoy Clydes rants because he can handle the bullshitters when they come down the pipe, and he doesnt let people off the hook for stating crazy ass stuff. Georges half alive ass is well ob his way out the door.

Rant wise the worst of them all is alex jones. everyday the world is ending to that carzy bastard.

In the early 2000's I was listening to Groud Zero a lot because Clyde was broadcasting out of a town a few miles down the road from my town. I don't know if he's still out of Portland like he was back then. I actually spoke with him on the air once. I called to talk about astrology. He asked intelligent questions and he didn't try to rush me off the air like Snoory did. I had some e-mail exchanges with him and he invited me to his weekly get-together at a pub in Portland, but I was too sick at the time to go. He seemed like a nice guy. Later I stopped listening to him because his hyper style began to grate on me.

Another 2012 idiot last night who claimed to be good friends with Sean David Morton. Morton gets my vote as the biggest phoney ever to guest on C2C. Even his own father went on record that Sean is a chronic liar. He's a bigger fake than Dames, without compensating the listeners with theatrical dramatics (the kill shot, remote viewing Satan, etc.) as Dames does. Last night I only listened to the first hour of the main guest. I guess the aliens still have not gotten the message that the Mayan Calendar really doesn't end in Dec. 2012. I did learn that Wells did voice gigs for for the Scientologists, and is still their shill. "Scientologists have a light in their eyes" wtf? Scientologists are brain dead zombies.

As bad as Wells is, I still prefer him to Punnet, who I will not listen to. I spoken with Ian twice on the air, and I know he gets really pissy when his guest does not fall in line with his moderate Minnasota preacherman views. One of the nights I called, early in the interview the guest had a dispute with Punnet on an off-topic subject. Ian hijacked most of the show over to this off-topic subject, and the real topic could have been a really great show. He was pretty much only letting on callers who would agree with him and trash his guest, but I did manage to get in a few words of support for his guest before he cut me off. Ian is a control freak when it comes to his show.

[Sardondi]

...I also love those ancient old 70's made-for-TV thrillers....

For 3-4 years in the early 70's Kolchak - The Night Stalker was the most fun you could have for free. More fun mystery than actually frightening, the ghoulish angle to every show gave a tiny frisson to a series that played like Rockford Files with a Press Card meets Dracula. The wonderful Darren McGavin hammed it up as Kolchak, a "stop the presses" throwback of a smart-ass reporter for a Chicago fly-by-night news service, who wore a straw porkpie, seersucker suit and white shoes year round as he sniffed out grisly murders with a paranormal angle. It doesn't have enough voltage for pure modern day horror aficionados, but it sure is fun from a nostalgia angle. Here's the pilot, which began as a movie-of-the-week in 1972:
The Night Stalker (1972) Full movie.

*edit* I see the movie is set in Las Vegas, and the news agency or paper that Kolchak works for looks prosperous. Part of the fun of the series was the Chicago setting and down-at-heel look of Kolchak's office, which is straight from The Front Page.

[RJ]

If Noory does get the well deserved boot. In my opinion it's highly unlikely to see a return of Art Bell to A.M. radio.  The format has been ruined by way too many commercials and boring screened calls, the corprate power have their deep hooks into C2C.  I would love to hear the talent of Art return and if there is any hope of that, in my opinion Art would most likely stream over the web.  Art Bell always had a curiosty for new technology.  He was probably the first to use a web cam as well as fast blast emails during a radio broadcast.  If he created his own audio streaming site he would once again have control of the format.  Wishful thinking I know.

[ItsOver]

I'd have to agree.  The Art Bell-type days are long gone and will not return, other than in reruns.  I may as well be hoping for Jack Lord to rise from the dead, along with Dano, to get the real Hawaii Five-O.

Premrat will be Premrat but it would be nice to have a C2C type show with a COMPETENT host.  I don't think that's asking for too much.

[PB the Deplorable]

If Noory does get the well deserved boot. In my opinion it's highly unlikely to see a return of Art Bell to A.M. radio.  The format has been ruined by way too many commercials and boring screened calls, the corprate power have their deep hooks into C2C...

I remember Art saying something about the show having less commercials as a condition of his return after Mike Siegal.  I doubt that could happen now, it's all about the commercials now.

[SomeVelvetMorning]

For 3-4 years in the early 70's Kolchak - The Night Stalker was the most fun you could have for free. More fun mystery than actually frightening, the ghoulish angle to every show gave a tiny frisson to a series that played like Rockford Files with a Press Card meets Dracula. The wonderful Darren McGavin hammed it up as Kolchak, a "stop the presses" throwback of a smart-ass reporter for a Chicago fly-by-night news service, who wore a straw porkpie, seersucker suit and white shoes year round as he sniffed out grisly murders with a paranormal angle. It doesn't have enough voltage for pure modern day horror aficionados, but it sure is fun from a nostalgia angle.

Absolutely!  I watched as a kid every Friday night and got as scared as could be.  That show impacted me much like Art Bell's C2C did years later.  I have often thought of George Knapp as a Kolchak type journalist.  At any rate, Snoory's C2C replacing Art would be akin to Kolchak being replaced by Count Floyd (although Floyd was actually funny.)

[Jasmine]

 

     Dec 21, 2012 is a Friday. Which is the universal "pink slip" day, without a goodbye to the listeners. He gets called into an office and gets two in the hat and our long national nightmare is over. An early Christmas.

Or howz about Georgie getting hit with the proverbial axe whilst on-air? He'd be engaged in yet another coma-inducing "dyenamick diskushin'" with that there Numbers Broad, and suddenly two PremRat execs would barge into the studio and proclaim to Georgie that HIS number is up...right after said Numbers Broad tells him he's in a "3 cycle"...a year of change!

I'm not a person who wishes ill will or bad fortune on people, yet Snoory and Tommy and Lisa are three individuals who more than have it coming to them.

[ItsOver]

If Noory, Tommy, and Lyons were to hit the streets, I'd hate to see PaperBoy without material for his Jorch EyePad cartoons but I guess sacrifices must be made. 

[Jasmine]

For 3-4 years in the early 70's Kolchak - The Night Stalker was the most fun you could have for free. More fun mystery than actually frightening, the ghoulish angle to every show gave a tiny frisson to a series that played like Rockford Files with a Press Card meets Dracula. The wonderful Darren McGavin hammed it up as Kolchak, a "stop the presses" throwback of a smart-ass reporter for a Chicago fly-by-night news service, who wore a straw porkpie, seersucker suit and white shoes year round as he sniffed out grisly murders with a paranormal angle. It doesn't have enough voltage for pure modern day horror aficionados, but it sure is fun from a nostalgia angle. Here's the pilot, which began as a movie-of-the-week in 1972:
The Night Stalker (1972) Full movie.

*edit* I see the movie is set in Las Vegas, and the news agency or paper that Kolchak works for looks prosperous. Part of the fun of the series was the Chicago setting and down-at-heel look of Kolchak's office, which is straight from The Front Page.

Oh yeah, I watched the pilot TV film on Youtube, the one set in Vegas. I liked Kolchak's style and anti-conformist mindset. I have yet to watch the subsequent episodes of The Night Stalker.

I also loved how - in those 70's made-for-TV thrillers - the women would be in a deep sleep, be suddenly awakened (by some dark terror that had struck) and they'd be fully made up (no pillow smudging), their hair in perfect place (courtesy of Adorn hairspray), and even wearing false eyelashes...to bed! Oh, those 70's Divas!

And how come everyone and their mother drank like fishies in these 70's campfests? The booze flowed as thick as the cheese was cut (dialogue)...well, you know what I mean.

A pink slip for Noory and crew!

[Sardondi]

     Dec 21, 2012 is a Friday. Which is the universal "pink slip" day, without a goodbye to the listeners. He gets called into an office and gets two in the hat and our long national nightmare is over. An early Christmas.

It would be much more fun on air on April 1, 2013...

"Congratulations, George! Here's another contract extension!....APRIL FOOL!!! You're fired, you worthless hack."

[ChandlersDad]

Has C2C had a lack of commercial advertizers? No, there are more commercials now than ever before. Has C2C seen a steep decline in stations that carry C2C? No, with a few exceptions, George announces new affiliates all the time.

These are the 2 factors upon which George is probably judged by his bosses. They do not care about the quality of his delivery. They know that his current audience is dumbed down from the C2C audience 15 years ago, but why should they care if revenue is flowing in from advertizers and radio stationed across the country keep spewing this garbage out each night.

George is here to stay unless one of the above factors crashes.

Or, if George gets too big for his britches and demands a contract renewal with a gigantic salary increase. That might give the bean counters at Premiere Radio pause if George starts thinking he is a great STAR in the Hollywood firmament (to borrow a phrase from SINGING IN THE RAIN).

[ChandlersDad]

Oh yeah, I watched the pilot TV film on Youtube, the one set in Vegas. I liked Kolchak's style and anti-conformist mindset. I have yet to watch the subsequent episodes of The Night Stalker.

I also loved how - in those 70's made-for-TV thrillers - the women would be in a deep sleep, be suddenly awakened (by some dark terror that had struck) and they'd be fully made up (no pillow smudging), their hair in perfect place (courtesy of Adorn hairspray), and even wearing false eyelashes...to bed! Oh, those 70's Divas!

And how come everyone and their mother drank like fishies in these 70's campfests? The booze flowed as thick as the cheese was cut (dialogue)...well, you know what I mean.

A pink slip for Noory and crew!

I remember THE NIGHT STALKER from when I was a wee mite.  Now there is a much more sophisticated and fun version, called SUPERNATURAL, now in Season 8, with 2 hot looking guys on CW.

[Sardondi]

..I also loved how - in those 70's made-for-TV thrillers - the women would be in a deep sleep, be suddenly awakened (by some dark terror that had struck) and they'd be fully made up (no pillow smudging), their hair in perfect place (courtesy of Adorn hairspray), and even wearing false eyelashes...

I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. Women just looked like that 40 years ago.

[Morgus]

Has C2C seen a steep decline in stations that carry C2C? No, with a few exceptions, George announces new affiliates all the time.

actually c2c has lost a lot of higher power radio station affiliates in the past year that switched to the new conservative politics late night show 'Red Eye'
but c2c replaced those affiliates with lower power stations in similar areas, so Noory's total stays about the same each year.
Curiously, Noory only announces 'new' affiliates on the air - not all the ones that drop him. 

Art Bell on the other hand actually announced an increasing TOTAL affiliates each year he was on the air - moving from under 100 affiliates in the early 90s to 400+ by 2000.
When Noory took over as main host about ten years ago, he started with a little over 500 total affiliates that Art left him, and thats still the total after ten years, how is that for a decade of growth with Noory? 

[Jasmine]

I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. Women just looked like that 40 years ago.

Oh, wiseguy, eh? You think I'm buyin' that crock of manure, Lambchops? Ya think I'm some stupid broad who don't question nothin' that comes out of a man's chops? Look, I've been around, see? I know men cuz I've had plenty of them, and I aint ashamed to say so, see?  Well listen, MR. MAN, I got news for ya. I'm a high fallutin', classy dame with lots of smarts! I've taken my own head, screwed it on right, and NO GUY is gonna tell me it AINT! Comprende? Dames looked like that forty years ago he says! Yeah, and Jack Palance was the best stand up comic that evah lived! I'm tellin' ya's that NO self respectin' broad goes to sleep with a face full of that Max Factor crap smeared on, and that goes for dames from forty years ago and four hundred of them years ago, like that there Mary, Queen of Scotch, who, may I remind ya, lived thousands of years ago over there in Scotchland!

Ya hear me, MR. MAN! Why you (censored)!!!

[Sardondi]

Oh, wiseguy, eh? You think I'm buyin' that crock of manure, Lambchops? Ya think I'm some stupid broad who don't question nothin' that comes out of a man's chops? Look, I've been around, see? I know men cuz I've had plenty of them, and I aint ashamed to say so, see?  Well listen, MR. MAN, I got news for ya. I'm a high fallutin', classy dame with lots of smarts! I've taken my own head, screwed it on right, and NO GUY is gonna tell me it AINT! Comprende? Dames looked like that forty years ago he says! Yeah, and Jack Palance was the best stand up comic that evah lived! I'm tellin' ya's that NO self respectin' broad goes to sleep with a face full of that Max Factor crap smeared on, and that goes for dames from forty years ago and four hundred of them years ago, like that there Mary, Queen of Scotch, who, may I remind ya, lived thousands of years ago over there in Scotchland!

Ya hear me, MR. MAN! Why you (censored)!!!

Wow. Rosalind Russell - His Girl Friday.

[Jasmine]

Wow. Rosalind Russell - His Girl Friday.

Good call. I was actually thinking Jean Harlow in Red Headed Woman, but I'll go with Roz any day of the week. LOVED her as Sylvia Fowler in George Cukor's 1939 The Women.

[Juan]

Actually, when you get much above 500 stations, you've come close to market saturation.  I don't remember how many radio markets there are, but there are not many more than that.  The show would be on one station in a market.

Another thing I wonder about - in my market, the area is so large my station covers the west side of the market with a 50kw AM station, and the east side of the market with an FM station.  They simulcast - so I don't know if Coast counts those as one station or two.

[Eddie Coyle]

It would be much more fun on air on April 1, 2013...

"Congratulations, George! Here's another contract extension!....APRIL FOOL!!! You're fired, you worthless hack."

Here's where that could work: April 1, 2013 is a monday. They can fire his ass effective the end of March, not let him know and then when he comes in that monday...boom!

              Finished off with a bit of Soviet style defenestration. "Comrade Noory was upset about the latest development about his career and jumped out the window...on his own"

[Jasmine]

I remember THE NIGHT STALKER from when I was a wee mite.  Now there is a much more sophisticated and fun version, called SUPERNATURAL, now in Season 8, with 2 hot looking guys on CW.

Don't get me started on hot guys here. I tried it once, and was shot down like a Japanese WW2 fighter over the Pacific for proclaiming my ever lovin' desire for Paul Lynde and Wally Cox.

In my mind's eye I envision George being escorted out of the PremRat L.A. Studio by security post abrupt termination. He stands in the parking lot, shell shocked, holding a cardboard box containing bottles of tumeric and hundreds upon hundreds of signed 8" x 10" black and white glossies of his photoshopped puss. Suddenly (because she "sensed" this day of reckoning coming) Evelyn "the witch" Paglini races into the PremRat parking lot in her mustard coloured '72 Plymouth Duster. Thick, toxic emissions spew out of her rear tail pipe and from between her cracked painted red lips...a ciggie, her 50th Marlboro of the day, hangs from her mouth. Nancy Sinatra's These Boots Were Made for Walking is blaring from her car CD player. She screeches her car to a halt just short of where George is standing. The last of the red hot mama witches then orders him into the Plymouth. He gets into the passenger seat, and Evelyn hits the gas and heads the hell out of the PremRat parking lot and, cackling until the cows come home, she and George head over to a cocktail bar on Wilshire Blvd. There, she leads George to a darkened booth at the back. They order drinks as Evelyn extracts her "Spells for Dummies" book out of her purse and outlines her plan to cast a curse on the executives who killed George's career and her only media outlet for self promotion. As George sits there and downs numerous highballs, Evelyn excuses herself and heads to the men's washroom, where she enters a stall, sits on a toilet, and downs numerous lowballs.

[Sardondi]

Here's where that could work: April 1, 2013 is a monday. They can fire his ass effective the end of March, not let him know and then when he comes in that monday...boom!

              Finished off with a bit of Soviet style defenestration. "Comrade Noory was upset about the latest development about his career and jumped out the window...on his own"

The Defenestration of Prague The Bunker

[Eddie Coyle]

The Defenestration of Prague The Bunker

    Something only Noory could fall victim to. An underground bunker being oh so fitting.

[ChandlersDad]

Don't get me started on hot guys here. I tried it once, and was shot down like a Japanese WW2 fighter over the Pacific for proclaiming my ever lovin' desire for Paul Lynde and Wally Cox.

In my mind's eye I envision George being escorted out of the PremRat L.A. Studio by security post abrupt termination. He stands in the parking lot, shell shocked, holding a cardboard box containing bottles of tumeric and hundreds upon hundreds of signed 8" x 10" black and white glossies of his photoshopped puss. Suddenly (because she "sensed" this day of reckoning coming) Evelyn "the witch" Paglini races into the PremRat parking lot in her mustard coloured '72 Plymouth Duster. Thick, toxic emissions spew out of her rear tail pipe and from between her cracked painted red lips...a ciggie, her 50th Marlboro of the day, hangs from her mouth. Nancy Sinatra's These Boots Were Made for Walking is blaring from her car CD player. She screeches her car to a halt just short of where George is standing. The last of the red hot mama witches then orders him into the Plymouth. He gets into the passenger seat, and Evelyn hits the gas and heads the hell out of the PremRat parking lot and, cackling until the cows come home, she and George head over to a cocktail bar on Wilshire Blvd. There, she leads George to a darkened booth at the back. They order drinks as Evelyn extracts her "Spells for Dummies" book out of her purse and outlines her plan to cast a curse on the executives who killed George's career and her only media outlet for self promotion. As George sits there and downs numerous highballs, Evelyn excuses herself and heads to the men's washroom, where she enters a stall, sits on a toilet, and downs numerous lowballs.

You are a very talented writer. I hope your wit is not shared only here. This is much too small an audience for your amusing and clever posts.  I suspect you could hold your own quite successfully with someone like Dorothy Parker. Her quote about men who wear glasses must kiss many asses prompted me to get contact lenses in 8th grade. Ironically, I turned out gay, so I needn't have bothered...........

[Doomed]

Just for grins and giggles, and another way to stick it to noory, wouldnt it be appropiate to send him a pink slip via snail mail, timed to arrive close to December 21st? A simple piece of pink paper with something like, "Bon Voyage", or "Hasta la vista", or maybe a simple good bye, written on it and tucked into a white envelope? There are a fair number of folks here that post, and I note an even larger number who like to roost here and read the daily hi-jinx. If all who read this sent just one, it would still be an eye opener to ol' george. (Or whoever reads his fan mail) One little piece of pink paper, a standard envelope, and a stamp. Small investment for a good laugh, even if he never acknowledges it on the air. We'll know...we'll know. Anyone know noorys address in L.A? Let me see if I can dig it up. Just an idea, call it a community project. One giant NOORY SUCKS in unison. "Audience fires host. Film at eleven"