PORTLAND, MULTNOMAH COUNTY; 1920s, 1930s:
KGW Order of Hoot Owls changed U.S. radio history
Audio version: Download MP3 or use controls below:
|
One critical innovation was the “membership” that was offered. Listeners could apply to be Members in Good Standing of the Order of Hoot Owls, and upon acceptance they’d get an official membership card signed by Grand Screech Berg as well as a snappy sticker to put on their automobiles. The member rolls eventually reached 90,000 people, and there were some very impressive names on the list — it included Calvin Coolidge and Warren G. Harding, Babe Ruth and Groucho Marx. (Herbert Hoover never joined, probably because as Commerce Secretary he was in charge of radio regulation.)
“The Hoot Owls do not sound like regular radio stuff,” Wireless Age Magazine wrote in its May 1924 issue. “They sound as though there was a dandy party going on in the next room and somebody had left the door open.” It’s easy today to overlook how innovative this show really was. When The Hoot Owls came out, radio broadcasting was brand new. There had never before been a mainstream storytelling medium that was completely nonvisual. Vaudeville and movie actors had to spend weeks memorizing their lines, and by the time they delivered them, they had lost any natural spontaneity they once had, and the actors had to basically pretend the story was new enough to them to be interesting. On the radio, though, you could be working from a script. That meant an actor could review a script once, turn on the microphone, and go. It also meant actors could ad-lib a little, or a lot, knowing a written script was right there in their hands, ready to catch them if inspiration should suddenly fail. Almost from the jump, the script for The Hoot Owls was designed with this sort of thing in mind. A PDF of one of the scripts can be found from a link on The Oregon Encyclopedia’s “KGW Hoot Owls” page; I strongly recommend visiting and reading it. It’s astonishingly modern and hilariously funny. Alas, no audio recordings of The Hoot Owls survive today, so that script is the best we’ve got. The KGW studios caught fire in 1943, and all the station’s archives were destroyed.
IN THE END, The Hoot Owls was killed by the outbreak of the Golden Age of Radio, which most scholars agree started in 1927 with the formation of the Federal Radio Commission and the government-guided professionalization of the airwaves. When that happened, a whole generation of radio content became obsolete almost overnight. The Wild West world of radio — full of religious evangelists and patent-medicine salesmen and wealthy amateurs playing the tech-mogul game — was outcompeted by network comedies and variety shows and soap operas created by well-paid professionals and financed with commercial advertising. In the old days, pre-1927, radio broadcasters knew there was no money in the act of making radio. So all of them were using the radio to accomplish other goals — to win an election, perhaps, or to spread the Word, or to burnish their credentials as a performer. None of them were making money being on the broadcast itself. That changed in 1927. Not all at once, but by 1932 when the end came for The Hoot Owls, it had definitely happened. There’s no better example of how the professionalization of radio hamstrung The Hoot Owls than the case of Mel Blanc. Mel was 14 years old when The Hoot Owls was launched, and he had his Hoot Owls membership card within six months of its launch and appeared on the show as a guest within a year. He became a regular on the show in 1926. But because The Hoot Owls was unsponsored, there was no money in it. Basically Mel was volunteering his time at The Hoot Owls, and keeping body and soul together with a day job as a tuba player in various hotel and dance-hall bands. Although he loved the gig, he couldn’t really afford to keep doing it, and he made multiple attempts to move to more lucrative markets, leaving and returning to Portland about three times before finally landing his professional gig in Hollywood as the voice of everyone’s favorite Looney Tunes characters. We can never know for sure how much of an impact Mel’s Hoot Owls performances had on the Warner Brothers’ decision to hire him, but it’s a safe bet it was a real factor. Almost everyone on the West Coast had heard his voice by then. He was, after all, Grand Snicker.
SO THE SHOW carried on as best it could, a labor-of-love show in an increasingly professional world, and despite Mel’s departure it continued to do well. But then came the death blow — literally: Grand Screech Charles Berg died, late in 1932. Berg’s son Forrest Berg, a.k.a. Grand Squeak, tried to carry on; but four months later, everyone agreed the heart had gone out of The Hoot Owls, and that it was time to hang it up. Grand Squeak presided over the last Regular Meeting of the KGW Order of Hoot Owls on Jan. 6, 1933.
|