I picked up a March 20, 1937 edition of Radio Guide the other day (the 1930s version of TV Guide), and in it was a letter from a listener regarding the current state of radio. I found it interesting that this listener criticizes Jack Benny's program when it was only about five years old, long before the show really started getting good:
"Fred Allen claims Jack Benny is anemic. I'll go him one better. Radio as a whole is anemic. Do they expect us to listen to the same old stars forever? The same old stars doing the same old things in the same old way? Well, we won't!
Most of us have tired of Amos and Andy. . . . And Al Jolson. He's flopping. Even his sponsors admit it, by hiring an expert program fixer-upper to bolster his show. Eddie Cantor's Ida, Ed Wynn's aunt, Gracie Allen's brother--they've all grown gray in the service of radio. They deserve pensions. And we listeners deserve a flock of new stars. We'll get them soon--or else."
Putting this letter into perspective of its time, radio was still a relatively new medium of entertainment. I think this letter was being hyper-critical of who was on the air at the time, especially given that in just a few years they would hear more of a variety of programs and new entertainers. Just like today when we complain of too many reality shows, well, in a few years we'll be seeing something different, we hope. On the flip side of this, the stars in the letter-writer's list would continue entertaining for many more years. Just like today's Simpsons, whether or not the programs or the medium itself has become "anemic," the shows continue to be made and the fans still enjoy them.
Flipping to the program listings in Radio Guide shows Jack Benny's Jell-O Program appearing first on the list for 7:00 Sunday night: "Kenny Baker, tenor, Abe Lyman's Orchestra, Don Wilson, m.c."
And on the back cover of the magazine is giant ad for Lucky Strike cigarettes proclaiming that "You need this throat protection too! The stars of radio have to protect their throats--naturally. . . . So follow the stars to a clear throat. Choose Luckies."
Gotta start smoking!