And being of Geritol age, we ask "What, Nephew, is that wind at the door". I am, of course, talking about that legend of legends, Mr. Casey Kasem, who found the stars finally this week. I can hear you ladies say "Please say it isn't so." But like all of us, his contract here on earth was cancelled.
Like most of us vinyl pushers, I looked at Casey as a role model. Someone to structure my schtick by. Here is a good example of the man in action:
No sloth in that man.
Every week, his pride and lust for popular music shown in his voice and demeanor. Tightly structured, the show moved from song to song effortlessly. There were always rumors he was on Capitol or Columbia's payroll. But his audience never paid that any mind.
He was also a well known voice over artist. Everyone knows his most famous character.
Even as an adult, I would watch the show in various stages of drunkenness. I sit there and would wonder if it was true that underneath the frumpy clothes, Velma was better looking than Daphne. I always guessed she would be more fun, if you know what I mean (and I know you do).
And stoned Shaggy always would be killing the munchies with Pizza and Scooby Snacks, running scared from the fake bogeyman.
Anyway, Kasem is cancelled.
Makes me wonder how my ratings have been.
Topic- Dave Raider
On the road.
Reaching for the stars
On to Broadway.