I'm listening to the Nov. 28, 1948 Fred Allen Show.
http://ia331329.us.archive.org/1/items/otr_fredallen/481128__Is_Radio_Comedy_Suffering.mp3
In it, one of Fred's characters recites a poem which sums up radio catchphrases and situations of the day. It's cute, so I thought I'd transcribe it.
Farewell
Farewell to you, old radio jokes!
I can stand you no longer.
California weather and Airwick,
Asuza and Cucamonga.
Who's on first? Jolson's age.
How big is Durante's nose?
Cantor with his five daughters.
How sloppy are Crosby's clothes?
Allen's Alley. The Mean Widdle Kid.
Sinatra looking so bony.
Fibber McGee and his closet.
Tell me, which twin has the tony?
Coming, mother! Listen, Gracie...
At long last, I've made my decision.
So farewell to you, old radio jokes!
I'm turning to television.
Evidently, Fred tired of Allen's Alley. In his last season, he dumped it in favour of a similar concept called Main Street with some of the same characters. In this one, the poem above is recited by one Humphrey Titter. I think that's Peter Donald playing him (had this been a few years earlier, Falstaff Openshaw would have done this; Allen seems to have liked writing comedy poems).
Considering everyone remembers Allen's Alley, and no one remembers Main Street, I can only imagine NBC's reaction when he told them he was dumping his show's most popular feature.
In this same show, Mrs. Nussbaum is doing Benny put-downs and the bit falls flat. What's funny about saying they're not listening after the commercial break?
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