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Generalissimo of the clangorous army of Tin Pan Alleymen is long, lean, grey Songwriter Gene Buck, president of ASCAP (American Society of Composers, Authors & Publishers). ASCAP holds performing rights to a mighty volume of sound: 1,270,000 musical compositions. Last week in San Francisco, at the word from Generalissimo Buck, ASCAP shock troops made a vigorous sortie. Their enemy was Broadcast Music Inc. (BMI), formed by radio chains. Sooner than sign contracts to pay bigger fees for ASCAP tunes after next Jan. 1, the networks vow to use music from BMI, which by then will control 10,000 numbers...
...amplification was tinny, airplanes zoomed, firecrackers popped, a military band zing-boomed past but everyone thought the concert was swell. The evening shindig filled the Coliseum (capacity 15,000) and Festival Hall (3,000), left more than 5,000 people clamoring outside. For the 33 numbers on the program, ASCAP and Tin Pan Alley had shot the works. Composers like Jerome Kern and Sigmund Romberg played the piano. Old (78) Carrie Jacobs Bond accompanied a singer in her End of a Perfect Day, and launched her latest effort, The Flying Flag. Old W. C. Handy played his St. Louis Blues...
Last week 675 bibulous but well-behaved delegates of the National Association of Broadcasters gathered in San Francisco. Less timorous than usual, the N.A.B.-ers spoke freely and frankly, singled out ASCAP (American Society of Composers, Authors and Publishers) as the industry's No. 1 problem. To ASCAP, which controls the performing rights to most copyright music, U. S. broadcasters paid $4,300,000 in royalties last year. Denouncing ASCAP as a monopoly, the conventioneers whooped it up for Broadcast Music Inc., the rival outfit N.A.B. recently organized. Loudly cheered was Delegate Sam Rosenbaum of Philadelphia's WFIL...
...sore were delegates at ASCAP, whose royalty rates will be jacked up in January, that they would not talk to the outfit's representatives. Also in the convention doghouse were the reporters of Variety, which plugged ASCAP in a special issue a few weeks ago. Firm were N.A.B. bigwigs in their conviction that ASCAP would either come to lower terms with them by New Year's or be read forever...
While delegates to the N. A. B. convention in San Francisco shrilly belabored ASCAP last week (see above), a lumbering, thick-maned Mexican, ensconced in a room in the swank Mark Hopkins Hotel, was trying to persuade U. S. broadcasters to help clear up the confusion of wave lengths between Mexico and the U. S. Although his presence at the convention went almost unnoticed, the Mexican was one of the most important figures in Mexican radio. His name: Emilio Azcarraga. His title: President of the Mexican Broadcasting Association...