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RADIO STARS
Take a trip to Carnegie Hall— in New York City — where those two madmen, Stoopnagle and Budd; Jeannie Lang; William O'Neal and Andre Kostelanetz' orchestra hold forth. You'll be thrilled
we may be thankful. Tonight, we go to a Pontiac broadcast with the Colonel and Budd and Jeannie Lang and William O'Neal and Andre Kostelanetz and his orchestra.
Carnegie Hall! That's the large corner building on New York's snooty Fiftyseventh Street where music goes high hat. Tonight, the famous Philharmonic orchestra is playing under Bruno Walter's direction. It plays downstairs in a huge auditorium. We take a dyspeptic elevator to a music chamber high under the roof's eaves. ^ Br-r-r-r. Listen to that racket. Andre Kostelanetz and his musical men are tuning up. Glance around. Weeks back, this Pontiac studio was only a music chamber. The curtains that mask the walls are new. They are there to absorb sound, to take the bounce out of every noise that hits them so no echo can make
William O'Neal and Jeannie Lang at one mike. Stoopnagle and Budd at the other. That's Louis Dean next to Budd. Kostelanetz on the podium.
its way back to the listening mike.
That plush cord strung across the middle separates the audience from the performers. There is a card in our seat. What does it say?
"It is important that during this halfhour you remain seated so there will be no scraping of chairs and no incidental noise that might interrupt the broadcast . . . the announcer will call for silence just before we take the air. Please cease applause or laughter after any number or skit when the announcer raises his hand."
So we're to be quiet, you see. Okay, Mister Pontiac. On with your bloomin' show. What have you got to offer?
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