Radio stars (Sept 1933)

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Backstage at a Broadcast (Continued from page 22) frog-voice of Fred Waring's Old Gold programs, and the singer is Foley McClintock, one of the original organizers of Waring's Pennsylvanians. Stoopnagle and Budd succeed with a comic skit. Budd, looking unusually pleased with himself, finally gives way to the Colonel who introduces Kate Smith. Planting herself before the same mike Martini used, she sings, "Let's Call it a Day." There's a round of applause when she finishes. Remember, this is the jealous, glory-grabbing crowd that was supposed to breed fights. Eddie Duchin, big and black-haired, sits at a piano and plays. Ozzie Nelson, his hair a leonine, brownish mane above a high, white brow, comes up to Duchin's piano. "You know each other ?" Bob asks. "I know him," says Eddie, "I know him very well. He copies all my arrangements." Ozzie flares up like a rocket. "I copy your arrangements. Why, you copy my arrangements." "Is that so ! Well, let me tell you .something ..." Ozzie grabs Eddie by the throat and shakes him. Is this our fight at last? In the loudspeaker it sounds like a real scrap. Actually, they're reading all those furious lines from sheets of paper in their hands. Suddenly, they pull apart. At another mike. Bob Taplinger summons Charles Carlile to sing "From Me to You." I WI.SH you could see Carlile sing. He rams his hands deep in his pants pockets, spreads his feet, opens his throat. It looks hard and sounds easy. Ted Husing's trick talking sounds easy, too — but just try it. Here he is with a mid-period announcement. He flings words into a million homes at a break-neck pace, then throws the control of this broadcast to Chicago ! Chatter breaks out in this studio. Our mikes are dead for a brief few minutes. The loudspeaker on the wall begins to hum. Harlow Wilcox's voice crashes out of it. "Thanks, Bob Taplinger. One good turn fleserves another . . . and here's Connie Boswell." Connie doesn't sing but she does introduce Guy Lombardo and his Royal Canadians. They play their piece from the World's Fair. Just before their number, Steve Trumball catches Guy for a thumbnail interview. "Where's George Burns and Gracie Allen?" he asks. "I thought they were going to be here, too." "They were," says Guy, "but Grade's been running around in circles. She just laid the cornerstone of a roundhouse. And George is mortar-fied." Suddenly, a girl stands up, slim as a buggy whip, with a strange pallor over her face. Bob talks swiftly, urges her to his mike. As she speaks the .studio turns silent. That voice . . . it's one in a million. The Magic Voice. The girl is Elsie Hitz. A few weeks ago she was deathly ill of scarlet fever, but now she is back and this is her first chance to congratulate Bob. More stars parade to the mike in a succession of "one-minute numbers." Bob calls out : "Reis and Dunn." Two voices in soft harmony sing, "Here We Are," the Reis and Dunn air signature. In a minute the Funnyboners, all three of them, chime in with their own "Boo, Boo, Theme Song." When Freddie Rich is introduced. Bob savs he will conduct his orchestra. But where is Rich's orchestra ? Is it gathered in another studio? Don't l>e silly. He merely takes Freddie Berrens baton and directs Berrens' players. Will Osborn. the tall, hungry-looking lad who rivaled Rudy Vallee for a while, sings and gives way to Mary Eastman. Today, Marv isn't singing. I've heard she has a cold. Anvhow, she is dressed