Welcome to the long weekend, everyone. Or, as those of us who toil in retail call it, the weekend.
For your long weekend enjoyment (?), I have for you a collection of not ready for prime time blog items. None of these items quite have the gravitas to become fully-fledged blogs, worthy of 500 or so words, but I have a few things I want to say. Let’s call these babyblogs.
Babyblog no. 1
As a semi-employed, well-over age 50 type, I find I’m spending more and more time with CBC radio. I’m not a fanatic about it, but I do sometimes enjoy the morning show Q, with Jian Ghomeshi. He’s a very good interviewer, and he often manages to land some pretty big names. BUT, Jian has fallen under the spell of the Centre of the Universe. Jian has a regular media panel discussion, which consists entirely of Toronto-based media types. He has a sports media panel, which consists entirely of Toronto-based sports media types. Here’s the thing, Jian … you’re on RADIO. You can have panel discussions with people from all corners of Canada. By sticking with your tired panel of Toronto media types, you’re saying that you can’t find a commentator worthy of your show who lives in Vancouver, or Edmonton, or Calgary, or Winnipeg, or Regina, or St. John, or St. John’s, etc. Jian, buddy, broaden your horizons. Oh, and PLEASE get rid of the dreadfully unfunny “comedian” Elvira Kurtz. She is never, ever, ever funny.
Babyblog no. 2
Hammered by relentless government cutbacks, declining audiences, burdened by way too much management and not enough talent, CBC television is in dire trouble. I get the impression that they simply do not have remotely enough material to fill the available hours. How else can you explain how (at least here in Edmonton) the CBC shows daily reruns of old episodes of 22 Minutes and Rick Mercer from 6:30 to 7:30 p.m. You’d think that somebody at CBC would realize that topical humor has a shelf life, and topical humor that is three or four years old is long past its best before date. So here’s a thought, CBC: put cameras in Jian Ghomeshi’s above mentioned Q studio, and air an edited version of the show on a nightly basis. There is an hour of the show on CBC Sunday afternoons, when nobody is watching, so they know how to do it. The alternative: reruns of The Beachcombers. You’ve got 387 episodes (seriously — 387!) of this old show just sitting in a warehouse somewhere. Clean them up, and pop them on the schedule. Hey, it can’t be any worse than old Rick Mercer bits.
Babyblog no. 3
Have you ever noticed the difference between Tim Hortons TV ads in Canada and the U.S?
Canadian ads are all soft and gooey, with images of family and hockey and more hockey and then, when hockey is in the offseason, a little less hockey. Very down home, very hokey. Tim Hortons commercials on American TV are fairly hip, with snappy graphics and no hockey at all. Interestingly, in the U.S. the company calls itself Tim Hortons Café and Bakeshop. Here, they just call it Tim Hortons. No explanation needed.
Babyblog no. 4
According to most media reports, American comic Louis C.K. is the funniest man alive. Esquire magazine has proclaimed him a genius, and GQ says he’s not only the funniest man alive, it’s a no brainer.
Anyway, I’ve never been a huge fan, but I thought I’d give the debut of Season 4 of his series, Louis, a chance. I mean, if EVERYBODY says the guy is the funniest man alive, clearly I’m missing out on something.
So, I watched episodes 1 and 2 of season 4 (Entertainment Weekly gave them an entirely predictable A). And I was bored to tears. The first episode went so long without anything resembling a comedic premise that I though I was watching the wrong show. Episode 2 was so boring, I didn’t finish it — AND IT’S A HALF-HOUR SHOW.
The praise from the media is so universal, so gushing, so unquestioning, that it comes with a subtext that screams ‘if you don’t think this man is a genius, then you’re a clueless rube.’ The praise for Louis C.K. is so slavish that a backlash is almost inevitable. I for one am looking forward to it.
And that brings us to an end to the babyblogs. And no, they will not grow up to be fully grown blogs.