Our master's voice
My good friend Paul, who writes for The New York Daily News, sent along a nice New York Times profile this morning about the current doings of Jonathan Schwartz, the world's most sophisticated radio disc jockey. Paul and I listened religiously to Schwartz 30 years ago, and then tried to emulate him on a college radio show that we did together.
In those days, we were sure to catch both Schwartz's weeknight FM album rock show and the weekend morning AM show where he spun the sounds of Sinatra, Fitzgerald, and Broadway. When it came to knowing and appreciating the music, and assembling eclectic yet spellbinding collages of songs -- sets that made you think while they entertained -- no one did it better than the enigmatic Schwartz.
And he's still doing it, on a public station in New York City and on XM satellite radio. One of his shows apparently "airs" on the internet on Saturday morning, West Coast time. I might have to start getting out of bed for that one.