Anyone growing up in Cleveland in the 70's was affected by the "Rock and Roll Wars" of radio stations battling it out for supremacy of the airwaves. WMMS, M105, and to a lesser extent, G-98, KCLW, WGAR, and a few others were what played out of car radios, warehouses, garages, transistor radios on the schoolyard. They slandered each other on the air and in back-room hijinks, but most of all they tried to one-up each other with programming. Commercial-free weekends, exclusive concert simulcasts, on-air interviews, and other program surprises all spoiled us for rock and roll radio. We spun the dial from one amazing broadcast to the next.
On the way home from a track meet in the early 80's, I was stretched out in the back of Tom Scanlon's 1978 Buick LeSabre (i.e. a ridiculously huge land yacht), bobbing my head to some Pink Floyd melody. A pickup truck cruised by us on the freeway, the driver singing the same song. Suddenly he glanced over at me, both of us in mid-chorus. We smiled as our vehicles drifted apart down the highway. That was M105 for ya, "The Home of Continuous Music."
The real king of the airwaves, though, was the Home of the Buzzard, WMMS 101 FM. 'MMS was a hotbed of radio personalities: Jeff and Flash, Kid Leo, Denny Sanders, Matt the Cat, Dia, Ellen Foley, and Betty "Crash" Korvan (who, amazingly, I ran into on a remote trail in Wyoming one October in the 90's. We mentioned our respective hometowns, and she was thrilled to know she had a fan in Seattle who remembered her).
If you knew WMMS, then the mere mention of those names--and the sound of their voices--will register directly into your cerebral cortex. So will the music. It's hard to imagine now, but back then even the Rolling Stones needed to get airplay. So did Fleetwood Mac, Led Zeppelin, David Bowie, and then-new bands like Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Heart, Tom Petty.
Gorman helped create the successful version of the station in 1973, and with it, FM rock, and a kind of radio production that dominated the airwaves for 20 years. Best of all, Gorman & co did not stay stale. Perhaps because of the competition chasing them, they kept it fresh--a fact lost on so much corporate radio of today. 'MMS created "Modern Rock," playing bands like the Talking Heads, the Jam, and Roxy Music when no one else dared. (Arguably, without WMMS, almost no one would know Roxy Music in the US.) The station also played Michael Jackson, Madonna, Culture Club, and other bands that no one else knew what to do with. They seemed always on the cutting edge, playing good music for kids hungry for something to blast into the night.
This tale takes the reader through 1986, when a ballot-stuffing scandal with Rolling Stone magazine took the bloom off the rose. More importantly, management couldn't stop messing with a good thing. Record companies made fat by the 1970's album-buying public stopped doing things that made their music appealing.
In Cleveland, Gorman still has his hand in radio--on a different station, playing classic rock. If you spin the FM dial in Cleveland, you will still land--at any given moment, on four or five radio stations--on AC/DC, Black Sabbath, Bruce Springsteen, the Stones, and Led Zeppelin. There was a day, not too long ago, when that situation was revolutionary. And there was one station that led the way.
John Gorman--with Tom Feran, who should get special mention as co-author--has written an excellent book not just for aficionados of Cleveland, rock music, or radio, but for anyone interested in a good non-fiction read.
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WHY I READ THIS BOOK: A trip last fall to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame while visiting family led me eventually to the gift shop, where I saw this book. I thought I'd revisit some of the glory days of my high school youth and subsequent radio career.