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Television, the wise ones tell us, is almost here.
Television is a great thing and all that, but we can't help having serious misgivings about it. For it will bring us vis-a-vis with people whom heretofore we have only heard.
When the tal\ies came in and we heard those whom formerly we had only seen, we were appalled. Beautiful, gold' haired creatures whom we worshipped as divine turned out to be whis\y-voiced wor\s of Satan. Big, manly heroes emit' ted puny, nasal squea\s. Many who were great disappeared altogether — thin\ how terrible they must have been!
Now television is going to make us go through the whole thing again — in reverse. This time we will have to see the faces that go with the voices we enioy hearing.
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Some of the broadcasting boys and girls will undoubtedly profit by television. We've seen sopranos whose voices, Lord knows, were hardly excusable; but whose looks made us wish somebody would develop not only Television but Teletact.
Edna O'Keefe . . . KPO
RADIO DOINGS
by
Paul Rodriguez
On the other hand, we remember being in the business office of a certain station once and hearing an unseen tenor whose voice was the most sublime sound that man ever made. He sang "Una Furtiva Lachrima."
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Jean Clarimoux . . . KPO
When he finished, we looked curiously toward the studio door to behold the frame of this man whose throat was so close to perfection. What a shock! We have met good tenors before, and we know that most of them are short and fat. But this one was a positive gnome. He was as close to being deformed as he could get without having any bones actually out of place.
If we find that one of the Three CoEds is a man, we'll never listen in again.
On Sunday morning, the air is crowded with religious services. It is a most encouraging sign of the goodness of the fans. But the preaching technique of some of our churchmen raises the question of whether the fans are accepting Christianity or just being sold on the idea of religion.
Lord Bilgewater . . . KPO
The churchmen shout, they pound their pulpits, they tell funny stories, they scare their congregations, they use every trick they can apply to the job of making the public salvation-conscious.
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No doubt their methods are right, because they seem to be getting across in fine shape. But we can't help contrasting these loud, intensive sales-talks on religion with the quiet tones in which the First Christian crushed his hecklers with sweetly devastating parables.
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Some of our highbrow broadcasters have climbed to an uncomfortable eminence.
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As long as they held to the easy, middling level of ordinary radio music, their listeners were easy to satisfy because they didn't expect much. They iudged their production according to standards applicable to radio entertainment, never considering it as real music.
Alice Gentle and Cy Trobbe . . . KPO . . .