[Kzyxtalk] Armistice Day marks 10 years of MOTA on KNYO.

[Marco McClean]

Subject: Armistice Day marks 10 years of MOTA on KNYO.

Here's the recording of last night's (2022-11-11) Memo of the Air: Good 
Night Radio show on 107.7fm KNYO-LP Fort Bragg (CA):
https://tinyurl.com/KNYO-MOTA-0514

Thanks to Hank Sims for tech help, as well as for his fine news site: 
https://LostCoastOutpost.com

Thanks are due the Anderson Valley Advertiser, which always provides 
about an hour of each of my Friday night shows' most locally relevant 
material without asking for anything in return, going back decades. 
Further, thank tiny bravely struggling KNYO itself (KNYO.org). Find the 
hidden red donation heart there and help the station out with a 
substantial gift from your own heart. Or try the new iron-rich naturally 
healthy KNYO hot sauce. ("It's toasted!")

Last night's show marked ten years of Memo of the Air on KNYO (five of 
them also on KMEC), after almost 15 years on KMFB, and, before that, 
five years of publishing Memo countywide, after edit/typesetting the 
Mendocino Commentary for two years. Sound effects for hundreds of plays 
for Mendocino Theater Company, Gloriana Opera Company, Warehouse Rep 
Theater, yadda yadda.. Before that, two years of live radio drama (Chuck 
Frank, Private Op; and Cleveland, Ohio, 37th Century!) through the phone 
lines from the Albion Whale School to KKUP in Cupertino. Four miserable 
months trying to do radio at the beginning of KZYX with rotten rat 
bastard Sean Donovan tapdancing on my head, a month in 1985 of my little 
automatic phone-answering pirate station in Mendocino, in the Corners of 
the Mouth church tower. Oh, and two-plus years of the Radio *Free Earth 
2-hour variety teevee show, recorded every Wednesday in the back room of 
that little pink house in Caspar and put on Friday nights on the cable 
in town (it was Warner Cable in those days). I have a crate of tapes of 
over a hundred of those teevee shows, many of which featured people who 
are long dead now, musicians and fishermen and artists and a large, 
florid preacher woman who would sit on a bar-stool and read the bible 
into the camera. Recording the Lark In the Morning music camp. And all 
the videotaped stage shows and music shows and Cynthia Frank's Women's 
Choirs and, ahem, birthdays and bar mitzvahs and Gala Grand Openings. 
And six months of just a deejay radio show on KMFB in 1983-84 
midnight-to-6am Friday and Saturday nights, back when I was almost too 
shy to even speak the station I.D., that I would start with the recorded 
radio drama I wrote and directed at the Community School, where I 
learned and taught recording engineering, and recorded, among other 
things, kids' bands, experimental art video, the Lark In The Morning 
record album for Mickie Zekely and Michael Hubbert... Klingensmith, 
that's the name I was hunting for: the boy who ran the board for a lot 
of those Community School radio shows, including Lawrence Bullock's 
private detective /Joe November/. And the live radio dramas in Crown 
Hall and Helen Schoeni Theater, and on and on... But, in short, my 
latest milestone is: ten years of all night, every Friday night, eight 
hours and sometimes more, at KNYO, in one or the other of the places in 
town, or by remote from elsewhere in the great darkness, and I'm kind of 
proud of it.

Armistice Day, when traditionally, for the eleventh minute of the 
eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh /month/ we bow our 
heads to listen to the guns' having gone silent, and reaffirm that the 
Great War of a hundred years ago was in fact the War to End All Wars, 
being so terrible and infuriatingly stupid that the world would not ever 
let another one happen– and yet, of course, we did and do, all the time 
anymore, overlapping, never without a war, because a handful of 
obscenely rich people need so very much to stay rich, and their money is 
so persuasive to men who are clawing to be /just a little bit/ rich. And 
the jobs book-falsifying and screwing and pounding and welding 
forty-billion-dollar aircraft carriers together, that are obsolete 
before they're even slid into the water and christened with champagne, 
let's not forget about those. We could have cities in space by now.

Besides all that, at https://MemoOfTheAir.wordpress.com you'll find a 
fresh batch of dozens of links to not necessarily radio-useful but 
nonetheless worthwhile items I set aside for you while gathering the 
show together. Such as:

Stop right there.
https://myonebeautifulthing.com/2022/11/07/repost-bursts-of-beauty

Palindromic Bob a la W.A. Yankovic. (via AVClub)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JUQDzj6R3p4

And scroll down to brainstorm/green-needle. It is a weird thing about 
our brains, and a good reason not to fly off the handle when someone 
offends you. You heard them wrong because your brain is not reliable but 
carries a lot of random crap around for you to punch yourself in the 
nose with and blame other people who have no idea what your problem is 
and who just want to get away now. And it's not just you, nor is it just 
sounds. It happens in every aspect and facet of communication. Everybody 
does it. We take turns unwittingly gaslighting ourselves and each other. 
Brainstorm. Green needle.
https://boingboing.net/2022/11/07/ventriloquist-says-poor-peter-parker-without-moving-his-lips.html

*Email me your written work and I'll read it on the very next MOTA. I've 
been at Juanita's for two Fridays, but I'll be in Fort Bragg for that 
show, at KNYO's Franklin Street studio, next to the old Tip Top bar. 
Polish up your act.

Marco McClean, memo at mcn.org
https://MemoOfTheAir.wordpress.com