I'm not sure how this happened, I was never inspired to write a book, but I sure do enjoy telling stories. So I wrote a few of them down.
My first radio job was at the third FM station in the country to switch to a rock format. I'm going to tell you about my 1974 interview with The Doors Jim Morrison. Who died in Paris in 1971. Or my vacation on the road with Skynyrd.
One of the most challenging things about writing this book was reliving the story of how a serial rapist trapped, beat, and raped my girlfriend. You will read about what happened to her, how she dealt with it, and how it affected her life and mine.
I also detail how my magazine, Radio Magazine, was embezzled by Stax Records and Union Planters Bank, how I helped the Attorney General at the time, Hugh Stanton, in his investigation into the bank and one of its officials.
Radio Daze takes a lighthearted look at some serious issues. It also gives you an inside look at the other side of the radio microphone and what it was like to be a disc jockey in the seventies. Radio was fun then. The DJs got free albums, concert tickets, movies, and meals, much different from today's radio.
Mitch McCracken has spent most of his adult life as a Disc Jockey on album rock stations. Before his radio career, he was the class clown. He still thinks he’s funny but admits he has no class. McCracken’s first job in radio was at the third station to go rock on FM, WMC FM in Memphis. When DJs played what they wanted to play and said what they wanted to say. Much different from the radio of today. Radio was fun then, especially if you have a dream job, working for the Father of Rock and Roll, Sam Phillips, at his station in Florence, Ala, WQLT. Working for Estelle Axton, the “AX” of Stax Records, was another high point of his career. McCracken accepted the position of National Promotion Director of her new label, Fretone Records. Mitch took their first record right up the charts, and “Disco Duck” by Rick Dees was named the Peoples Choice Award Winner of 1977. Mitch is known among his friends and family for his storytelling. His writing style makes you think he is sitting right there with you telling his story, like his 1974 interview with Jim Morrison, who died in Paris in 1971.
My mother's abuse was based on one simple issue, control. If we fought her, she would pull out all the stops, it was game on. I must admit I fanned the flames a bit. Here is one example. Feel free to ask questions or leave comments in the comments section to the right.
Radio Daze 1970-1976
It was about that time America was invaded by the British. The Beatles had just landed on the east coast, and Ronnie and I were among the first at Frayser High School to start growing our hair out. My mother decided that it would be a good idea for us to put Dippity-Do in our hair. Do you remember Dippity-Do? It was a hair gel product for women. When it dried, it made your hair stiffer than a thirteen-year-old boy on a nude beach. That way, there would be no combing it down later in the day. Mother would smell my hair every morning to make sure I obeyed her directions. Then every morning, just before we left for school, I would tell her I had to go to the bathroom. I’d go wash it out of my hair, and as soon as I left for school, I shook it down to let it dry. Bada Bing Bada Boom, I‘m Ringo!