Night Owl Cards

Satire. It's everywhere. Even in the 1970s, it was everywhere. In newspaper editorial cartoons. On Johnny Carson. In a new late-night comedy show called "Saturday Night Live." But as a kid, who didn't understand newspapers yet and who couldn't stay up that late (who even knew that a TV worked at midnight?), there were only two places where we could find satirical content. At the corner store and at my grandmother's house. My grandmother's was a haven for satire and parody in the form of the high holy trinity of humor magazines in the '70s: Mad, Cracked and Crazy. I believe Mad is the only one left standing. Now if you knew my grandmother, you'd know she didn't have a satirical bone in her body. She was a pleasant, quiet-spoken woman who baked cookies, watched birds and grew up on a farm. But her son -- my uncle -- operated a music studio in her home, providing piano and organ lessons to just about everyone musically incl...

Portions of the day's programming are reproduced by means of electrical transcriptions or tape recordings (Intro by Jean Knight ) You could hear the music on the AM radio! The VCR and the DVD There wasn't none of that crap back in 1970 We didn't know about a World Wide Web It was a whole different game being played back when I was a kid Wanna get down in a cool way Picture yourself on a beautiful day Big bell bottoms and groovy long hair Just walkin' in style with a portable CD player ... No ... You would listen to the music on the AM radio AM radio AM radio You could hear the music on the AM radio AM radio AM radio Flashback, '72 Another summer in the neighborhood Hangin' out with nothing to do Sometimes we'd go drivin' around In my sister's Pinto Cruisin' with the windows rolled down We'd listen to the radio station We were too damn poor to buy the eight track tapes There wasn't any good ti...