Showing posts with label popcorn playhouse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label popcorn playhouse. Show all posts

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Blog Numbers

So for January this blog had 6,804 visitors. Not bad! Most are from the U.S., with readers from every state but most of them in California, Texas and Florida. So hello to all American readers!

Actual country by country numbers this month are like this:

U.S. - 5,742
Canada - 717
U.K. - 88
Australia - 59
Germany - 27
Netherlands - 23
Denmark - 10
France - 9
New Zealand - 8
Mexico - 7
Spain - 6

...And so on down the list of countries. Interesting geography lesson to read my Google Analytics numbers.

What did people look at? Number one page is The Human Digestive System as Taught by a Plumber, followed by the Popcorn Playhouse piece from a long time ago.

Apparently there are a lot of Edmontonians (and ex-Edmontonians) out there who grew up with Popcorn Playhouse - just like me. Nostalgia hits hard I guess.

Thanks for visiting - y'all come back now...

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Popcorn Playhouse and Other Memories of CFRN


For some reason I was recently flashing back to the Edmonton TV show Popcorn Playhouse (as were you obviously). We loved/hated it but watched it religiously.

It featured Klondike Eric interviewing 5 and 6-year old kids, in the belief that whatever comes out of a child's mouth will be funny or adorable - in the Art Linkletter mold I guess.

Often you would see such journalism feats as these questions: "How old are you?", "What's your name?", or "What revolting object have you just plucked out of your nostril?"

The highlight of the show was when either a kid licked the microphone, or when some kid shoveling sand into the 'gold mine' struck it rich with 5 or more foil wrapped coins.

It was only recently I wondered where the parents of these cretins were at the time of the shows airing - were they just behind the cameras? Or were they holed up in a room somewhere, pounding back scotch and inhaling unfiltered cigarettes with wild abandon?

I also liked the worst puppet in creation, that being Muskeg the Moose - a moose head hanging on the wall with a string tied to his chin ("And the Emmy for Set Decoration goes to..."). I think he told riddles or something.

As a grownup I can feel the pain of the talent involved. The poor hosts must have become alcoholic wretches after that much exposure to that many children.
One of my deeper regrets in life was never being a guest on this show. I think it should be resurrected just for that purpose someday, now that we could appreciate it.

I may be mixing memories here, but I think the Great Gaby Haas and the Ipecac Orchestra would sometimes entertain on this show. You haven't lived until you've rocked to Gaby and his accordion stylings of Beatles tunes believe me.

The only other thing from CFRN TV I recall were the news broadcasters.

There was the goofy-voiced Bruce Hogle, the news director, and also Sid (Syd?) Lancaster, the anchor who smoked. You could see his cigarette sitting there on the desk, smoke swirling upwards, as he gamely tried to introduce news stories.

TV really was dreadful back then wasn't it? How could we ever get excited about a TV camera aimed at a radio announcer reading the news and smoking? Well we did, and it was wildly entertaining let me tell you.

I wonder if his news copy ever caught fire. Try THAT Entertainment Tonight...