Swing (Jan-Dec 1945)

Page scan 000452 from Swing

Record Details:

Title:
Swing
Date:
Jan-Dec 1945
Publisher:
Kansas City : Donald Dwight Davis
Volume:
Swing (Jan-Dec 1945)
Leaf #:
000452
Language:
English
Subjects:
Radio broadcasting -- Missouri -- Kansas City -- Periodicals, Radio broadcasting -- Kansas -- Periodicals","WHB-AM (Radio station : Kansas City, Mo.) -- Periodicals","Kansas City (Kan.) -- History -- Periodicals","Kansas City (Mo.) -- History -- Periodicals","Cook Paint and Varnish Co. -- Periodicals","WHB Broadcasting Company (Kansas City, Mo.) -- Periodicals.","Cook Paint and Varnish Co -- Periodicals","WHB Broadcasting Company (Kansas City, Mo.) -- Periodicals","Radio broadcasting",Kansas,"Kansas -- Kansas City","Missouri -- Kansas City
Collection:
Broadcasting & Recorded Sound
Format:
Periodicals
Contributor:
University of Maryland, College Park
Sponsor:
LYRASIS Members and Sloan Foundation
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
The official magazine of Kansas City's WHB radio station, SWING printed far more than the station's schedule (which, as the title SWING suggested, relied heavily on music). From 1945 to 1953, SWING offered readers something eclectic every month -- profiles of entertainers on one page, discussions of citizenship in the postwar world on the next, with write-ups of nightlife offerings in KC, Chicago, and New York mixed in. WHB spent decades lobbying the FCC for clear channel status; the magazine's ambitious scope may have been part of the station's attempt to legitimate itself. But it was SWING'S first editor, Jetta Carleton, who later wrote a celebrated novel, that gave the magazine its distinctive style. -- Eric Hoyt, 2015
Date Added:
August 29, 2024
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s. September, 1945 clean cheery pub with a sanded floor, and a plump barmaid beaming upon Mr. Pickwick or Tupman or Snodgrass, as they perused the latest Spectator. (To say nothing of Pickwick, Tupman, and Snodgrass beaming upon the barmaid.) The French bookworm tucked his volume of verse under his arm as he wended his way toward the sidewalk cafe. And even the Japanese combine reading and drinking. They gather at. the liquor houses at the end of what's left of ■J o down to tke sea a^ain, ^ iea and tke iliif. their streets every evening to drink their daily ration of sake and read the newspaper. Conviviality, comraderie over the written word and the cup that cheers! WHAM! Shucks, another atom bomb. Well, it was cozy while it lasted. We do not predict such a fate for all combiners of cocktails and copy. On the contrary, if Americans could only learn to relax over a book as they top off their daily quota, the prcblem of highspeed living might be partially solved. What Vk^e need to do is slow down — with a drink in one hand and an essay in the other. (Preferably some cheerful tidbit such as the sermons of Thomas Browne, or that thing about the opium-eater.) For one thing, our unhappy habit of polishing • them off, one after another until even the bartender refuses to pour another libation would be scotched. (So would the barfly.) And the customer, deep in the problem of who killed Cock Robin, would sip away at one Manhattan for a solid hour and never realize how time was passing. He might even consume the glass, clear down to the stem. SchuHUa Brash gentlemen who like to start conversations with young ladies (o^ *