Word: dials
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Dial-the-Radio. The trend away from packaged format continues, and the direction is toward talk, talk, talk. Joe Pyne, who gives his viewers a thrill by insulting guests, is running on 46 stations. David Susskind's discussion show hits 17 stations. William F. Buckley Jr., on 20 stations, commands one of the more intelligent talk shows. Los Angeles Mayor Sam Yorty is a regular chatterbox on local TV, joshing away with Pierre Salinger or George Jessel, and Comic Mort Sahl has found a Los Angeles TV soapbox from which to harangue an avid following with his prophecies...
...well as rocking around the clock. For cheap entertainment, there's nothing like the hotline show. All it takes is a know-it-all at the mike, a big switchboard at the station, and listeners with telephones. People who used to have nothing more to do than Dial-a-Devotion, Dial-the-Weather, Dial-the-Time, Dial-the-News and Dial-a-Senator, can now Dial-the-Radio. New Yorkers will hold the phone for ages waiting to tell WNBC's Brad Crandall what jerks the other listeners are. There is a prestige that accrues...
CLOWN ON FIRE by Aaron Judah. 211 pages. Dial...
This hell of a book about my cousin was written by some English writer named Aaron Judah. It is the second of three novels on the Hosea family, but the first to be printed in the U.S. For this one, Judah got a Dial Press Fellowship Award for Fiction, whatever that is. The publisher says it's to encourage young authors. Judah is 43 already, for Chrissake. It's supposed to be goddam secret how much the fellowship pays, but the fact is Dial gave this Judah less than a thousand dollars. That's not very encouraging...
...longer. Last week a show of funk art at the Berkeley museum drew thousands of the curious, intrigued by reports that funk art is also often more than a little obscene. Robert Arneson's vaguely phallic telephone, with LOVER spelled out on its dial, is merely suggestive, but William Morehouse's The Colony had a fatherly security guard blushing furiously as he confided to a female gallerygoer that "some people say those round things are supposed to be female organs...