GE 1997-8 Season 4 Episode 10: The Listener's Letters Show
Note: this is not a transcript, but a working draft of the script, so there may be differences in the aired version.
PAUL: Wake up, Canada, get the
guests out of the living room
and into the kitchen,
Iceland, are you receiving me!
My name is Paul Moth.
On today’s show: you and you
and you and you and ... you !
Right now, coming up next, the
first annual Listeners letters
show, where we read and answer
your questions.
All of us, for you, with me,
on The Great Eastern, Nfld.’s
Cultural Magazine.
SFX: THEME UP AND OUT
Joining me at the microphone
this morning is BCN’s weather
watchdog, Erling Biggs, host
of both ‘Traffic Alert’ and
‘Later’ ... what else do you
do around here, Erling ?
ERLING: Sign on seven days a week;
World Weather Watch, Sundays
from 2 to 3.
PAUL: You are a busy man. Thanks
for taking time to help me out
with Annual Great Eastern
Listeners Letters show.
ERLING: I love reading, Paul.
PAUL: And you have the first letter
there in front of you.
ERLING: Yes, away we go with an e-mail
from Alberta. Gordon Gilroy
writes “I can’t quite remember
how The Great Eastern gets its
name.”
PAUL: That’s an easy one, Gordon.
Our programme takes its name
from a famous ship of the 19th
century. The Great Eastern
was a commercial failure and
rather prone to disaster on
the high seas. However, the
giant nautical machine ensured
itself a hallowed place in the
history of electronic
communication when it laid the
first trans-Atlantic cable
from Ireland to Heart’s
Content here in Newfoundland.
We at the Great Eastern are
proud of our name. Let’s hope
recent talk about changing the
name of the show dies away
soon.
ERLING: (short pause as Paul looks
sternly at him) I think it’s
a good name.
PAUL: It’s a great name.
ERLING: O.k., here’s a letter from
Andrea Dalton in Shawinigan,
Quebec, and la ‘tite gal from
Shawinigan writes:
“Dear Paul Moth and Co.,
according to the BCN schedule
on your Web site, The Great
Eastern lasts two and a half
hours. In what way is that
Great Eastern different from
the half hour programme we
hear on the CBC ? Your radio
confederate,
Andrea Dalton, Shawinigan
Falls”.
PAUL: Well, Andrea, The Great
Eastern has been a two and a
half hour show ever since it
first went to air in 1935.
What you good folks of Canada
are now hearing is the final
half hour of The Great
Eastern. As for the first two
hours of the show, it’s pretty
much the standard fare of
cultural features, interviews
and the like, wouldn’t you
agree, Erling?
ERLING: Ya, the same old stuff. Maybe
a bit looser.
PAUL: You think? Hollis, why don’t
you just roll back the logger
tape a few minutes, let’s
compare, see if there’s ------
------------(PAUL’S VOICE
ROLLED BACK)
WILD ORGY INSERT
PAUL’S VOICE ROLLED FORWARD.
PAUL: -------------I guess maybe a
bit looser.
ERLING: That was really good earlier.
PAUL: So, Andrea, hope that answers
your question.
ERLING: Now a letter from Manitoba,
and it’s from Helen Buckley in
Tolstoi ...
PAUL: That’s between Ridgeville and
Gardenton.
ERLING: She writes; “I have been a
loyal listener to your program
since it was first carried by
the CBC back in the summer of
1994.”
PAUL: That’s nice.
ERLING: I am continually amazed by
Paul’s determination to
record, and then play, tape of
events that would be
personally embarassing to
someone like myself. I know
that most regular CBC
programmes are much more
judicious when it comes to
editing. Why do you reveal so
much of yourself in the show?
This is not a complaint - I
like it, but I feel weird
about listening sometimes,
like it’s smutty.” And that’s
from Helen Buckley of Tolstoi,
Manitoba. I’m sure the answer
has something to with Sub-
monoism.
PAUL: Indeed. Well, Helen. You are
correct in observing that I do
not edit out those portions of
my tapes that are ...
embarassing, or extremely
revelatory, lets say. I was
involved with a group of
artists, known variously as
the post-minimalists or sub-
monoists. These artists
believed in absolute truth in
media, viewing the temporal
disruption caused by editing
or montage as the most
egregious form of
prevarication. This led to
the real time film work of
Lester Mons ...
ERLING: This is the guy who made a
film of his life.
PAUL: That’s right.
ERLING: And it takes 37 years to
watch.
PAUL: He was 26 when he started and
if you fast forward through
the bits where he was asleep
it only takes 25 years ,
anyway that’s not what I do,
but I was so moved by this
profound commitment to
veracity in media that I
resolved that in my work as an
audio diarist I would never
“hide” from an audience.
ERLING: But your tape is cut.
PAUL: Cut to the extent necessary to
fit into the show format but
essentially naked audio. I
play what happened.
ERLING: There you have it, Edna.
PROMO: UNCLE JACK’S SHACK.
PAUL: O.k., more listeners’ letters,
beginning with one from
Ishpeming, Michigan ...
ERLING: Getting a lot of mail from the
States these days. I wonder
if someone is monitoring the
broadcasts.
PAUL: (worried) Gee ... you think.
ERLING: The letter?
PAUL: Yes, from Ray LaPierre, in
Ishpeming, Michigan, “Dear
Paul, I heard the show guest
hosted by Erling Biggs and am
wondering if he is the same
Erling Biggs who wrote the
novel “Gearbox”? I went
looking for my copy and its
“about the author” but
couldn’t find it. I remember
the book as being very
challenging.” Well, Mr.
Biggs?
ERLING: That would be me.
PAUL: Shortlisted for the Booker
Prize, wasn’t it?
ERLING: In fact, yes.
PAUL: Great book, I recommend any
listeners who love good
literature run out and buy a
copy.
ERLING: Unfortunately the book is out
of print.
PAUL: No! What a shame. Wonderful
book.
ERLING: What was your favourite bit,
Paul?
PAUL: Me? Oh ... the beginning was
... stirring?
ERLING: How about the conclusion.
PAUL: Well .... okay ... I tried it
again the summer, Erling, but
I couldn’t get through it.
ERLING: Yeah, yeah.
PAUL: IT’S JUST SO DENSE! I’ll read
it, I promise.
Next ?
ERLING: Here’s an e-mail from Allison
Fizzard in Toronto.
PAUL: Ah, longtime listener to the
show, and a former contest
winner, I believe.
ERLING: Allison inquires, ‘What is the
origin of the BCN's "special
relationship" with Iceland ?’
PAUL: Yes, many people wonder about
that. Our peculiar
intercourse with Iceland came
about due to an anomaly of the
BCN’s repeater station on the
Funk Islands. The station was
established in 1937 to relay
the signal to distant parts of
Newfoundland. However, owing
to two phenomena which I don’t
know much about, wave-warping
and tunnel jumping, a pristine
BCN signal is received in
Iceland. Unless, of course,
the ambient temperature on the
Funks exceeds about 18 degrees
Celsius, which never happens,
Erling, believe you me.
ERLING: How long did you spend out
there in all ?
PAUL: I manned the repeater station
for just over a year. That’s
right, your turn in the
rotation must be coming up.
ERLING: What rotation?
PAUL: In any event, for whatever
reason, the BCN has become a
cultural institution in
Iceland.
ERLING: Similar sensibilities,
perhaps?
PAUL: Who knows, Erling. But some
BCN programs have become so
popular in Iceland that
translated versions are
broadcast on Radio Iceland
Rikisutuarp, Ras eh. To all
our friends listening over
there, as always, “Nith
huffdum path myug gott,
sjaumst ath ari.”
SCHEDULE
PAUL: Erling Biggs is here with me
and we are answering your
mail.
ERLING: A surprising number of queries
relating to the contest
portion of the show.
PAUL: Indeed. One here from
Antigonish, Nova Scotia.
James Vivian of Hubtown
writes, “You often refer to
the What’s that Noise from
Newfoundland contest as the
‘longest-running contest in
the empire’. How long has it
been running exactly, and can
you tell us a bit about the
origins of the contest?” You
know, Jim, I didn’t even know
the answer to that myself, so
I dispatched Erling Biggs to
the archives in search of the
sonic embryo. Any luck ?
ERLING: Luck is the word for it.
Despite the unfathomable
mysteries of the Lundrigoonian
filing system in operation
down in the archives, I did
manage to pin it down. The
“What’s this Noise from
Newfoundland Contest”, as it
was originally known, was
introduced by Ron Gellately.
Ron, of course the legendary
helmsman of The Great Eastern.
The inaugural contest was on
Saturday September the 9th,
1939.
PAUL: Wow.
ERLING: And here it is.
TAPE CLIP
PAUL: That is a tough one.
ERLING: The contest was also different
in that Ron played a new noise
every week, regardless of
whether anyone guessed right.
PAUL: Well, there were a lot more
good noises in those days.
ERLING: Some BCN trivia. Who was the
first winner of the contest?
PAUL: Rock Hiscock?
ERLING: No, a fellow by the name of
Alan Turing.
PAUL: Well, whaddaya know. I have
to say, Erling, I was
surprised by how many letters
expressed doubts about the
veracity of the contest.
ERLING: Shocking really the number of
people who suggested that
winning entries were made up.
Fallout from this summer’s
scandal, you think?
ERLING: Perhaps, but this doubt and
naysaying must be nipped in
the bud, so Hollis? -- yes, I
believe we have on the line,
right now, from Orleans,
Ontario, the most recent
winner of the What’s That
Noise from Newfoundland
contest, Vivek Krishnamurthy.
Vivek, what’s that noise from
Ontario ?
.... VIVEK INSERT
PAUL : Now it’s time to play the game
show whose existence has just
been verified !
Without further ado, Hollis
Duffet, me.
SFX: THE NOISE
That could only be
Newfoundland noise.
Erling, why don’t you pick
this week’s entrant.
ERLING: Fine, Paul. Let’s see, I’ll
search around ...
Ooohhh, yuck.
PAUL: Jeez, Erling, oh god, maybe
you’d better go wash your
hands.
ERLING: Ya.
SFX: ERLING LEAVES THE ROOM.
PAUL: While Erling is off at the
little boy’s room, I’ll pull a
... an e-mail from the contest
sack. And it’s from Joe
Schneider of Saskatoon,
Saskatchewan. And Joe writes:
“The mystery sound on your
program of Nov. 1 is the sound
of a chicken farmer calling
his chickens.”
Well, Joe, good guess, but a
wrong guess. Not a chicken-
caller. Try again.
Get a pencil and paper handy,
I’ll give you our mailing
address as soon as Hollis
Duffet gives us an earful of
the noise.
SFX: THE NOISE
If you want to enter the
contest, send mail to What’s
That Noise From Nfld., c/o the
BCN, 342 Duckworth St., St.
John’s, Nfld., A1C 1H5.
SFX: ERLING RE-ENTERS.
Oh, here’s Erling, back from
the well, buffed and dried.
ERLING: Or e-mail us at
greateastern@stjohns.cbc.ca
MUSIC INTRO:
PAUL: Here’s a letter from
Kaughnawaga, doesn’t say which
province, is that in Canada?
ERLING: Six Nations.
PAUL: Hmmm?
ERLING: Mohawk, I think, a distinct
society within some colonial
boundries up on the mainland.
PAUL: Oh right, upper and lower
Canada, I can never get that
straight. Anyway ... writes,
“I was recently in Cuernavaca,
Mexico. While there I went
out to the movies, a double
bill was playing, an old Peter
Lorre flick, ‘Los Manos de
Orlac’ and ‘Viva Pepito’,
which had a Paul Moth credited
as director. Surely not you,
Mr. Moth?”
ERLING: Few know.
PAUL: It was a lifetime ago. Re:
the query, yes, I directed
some of the Pepito Films when
I was in Mexico.
ERLING: (PAUSE) Perhaps further
explanation is required.
PAUL: Pepito El Grande, or Pepito
the Great was like the Latin
American world’s Lassie, if a
wee more politicized. He’d
get in adventures, rescue
people, overthrow despots,
that kind of thing. It was
for kids, really, but grown-
ups liked it too. And ask me
if I see any royalties for
that screening in Cuernevaca?
ERLING: Do you see...?
PAUL: NO! In any event I did a
bunch of those films. Next
letter.
ERLING: Not so fast, Paul. I went to
my local downtown video store,
in the art movie section ...
PAUL: No.
ERLING: They didn’t have ‘Viva
Pepito’, but I got ‘Vamos
Pepito Vamos’, and here comes
Hollis with the video player.
PAUL: In Beta, hey?
ERLING: 50 cent rental. Here we go.
SFX: spanish movie
ERLING: Oh, I figured it would be
dubbed.
PAUL: I’ll do it. Right, I remember
this scene, what a hellish day
this was. Anyway, “The evil
priest has destroyed the
deeds, I will soon have all
the peasants’ land.”
Malicious laugh. “You are a
cunning one, Don Victor.” “I
will soon become rich on
coffee.” Snarl. “What’s
that?” “Snarl. Bark, bark,”
well, that’s a dog, I don’t
need to translate that.
ERLING: This would be Pepito ?
PAUL: That’s the one. Actually,
it’s the second Pepito. I ran
over Pepito # 1 backing my
truck up one night. #2 was
actually a much better actor.
ERLING: A Chihuahua. They’re pretty
small.
PAUL: The underdog, you know.
ERLING: Right.
PAUL: Little dogs, but insatiable.
ERLING: Really?
PAUL: As they say in Guadalajara,
“perro pequeno, amor grande”.
ERLING: Next please.
PAUL: Jimmy Brown of St. John’s
writes, “Dear Paul, I’ve been
looking at your web page a lot
recently. Is it just my
imagination, or is the
Furlong’s Knob spinning
faster?” This technological
stuff leaves me in the dust.
Got any insight, Erling ?
ERLING: There are a couple of
circumstances that might
result in knobs spinning
faster. The first is if Jimmy
has upgraded his computer
system recently. A larger,
faster processor means a
quicker knob.
PAUL: Isn’t the knob spinning at the
same speed for everybody ?
ERLING: The other possibility - the
longer you look at the knob,
the faster it appears to spin,
though in reality it isn’t
spinning any faster.
PAUL: Is that true?
ERLING: Ya, try it some time.
PAUL: Far out.
PROMO: BOMBS AWAY.
PAUL: I hope I’m not the only person
who’s flummoxed by changes in
time and place. It was all
confusing enough when we got
shipped backwards to this new
time slot we inhabit. Then we
were informed of our re-
appearance on CBC Radio Two -
in three different time slots
across the country. And then
we found out we were on Radio
Canada International, and over
there they use a completely
alien time code system.
Now, I’m not complaining about
the exposure Newfoundland and
its culture is receiving.
But does every program on the
CBC experience the same
quotidian confusion ?
ERLING: To whit, here’s a note from
Mike Cooper in Atlanta, GA,
who writes, “Your troubled
host ( that would be you,
Paul) persists in telling
listeners that the RCI
broadcasts the Great Eastern
on Sundays. This is true, but
only technically.
The shortwave broadcast does
go out on Sunday if one is
using Coordinated Universal
Time (UTC). However it
actually airs at 10:05 Eastern
on Saturday nights in Latin
America, the Caribbean and the
US. In short I suggest you
say "Saturday nights" when you
mention the SW broadcast ...
Simple, eh?”
PAUL: Simple, elegant and within my
powers. Thanks to Mike Cooper
of Atlanta, Georgia, for that
suggestion.
SFX: BUZZER.
PAUL: Oh, there’s the buzzer. Time
for short snappers.
ERLING: Mark Ferguson asks, “Are the
hosts of Variety Meats real
butchers?”
PAUL: Yes, I’m going up there after
the show -- fancy a bit of
white pudding.
ERLING: Mmmm.
PAUL: Charlie Hale from Moorhead,
Minnesota asks, “What’s the
most popular show on the BCN?”
ERLING: Easy. Interred, with Morris
Jesso. Also on Morris,
Maurice Pooby of Whaletown,
BC, asks “Does Morris Jesso do
liposuction?”
PAUL: oooooo. No. Patsy Kotsopolous
of Vancouver wants to know,
“Is Erling Biggs single?”
ERLING: Alex Pietro of Toronto asks,
“Any thought of taking the
Great Eastern on the road, say
to mainland Canada?”
PAUL: Absolutely not. Let’s see...
JP Beck of somewhere in e-mail
land asks, “Why doesn’t the
BCN apply for a grant from the
new green Liberals to replace
that aging coal-fired
transmitter?”
ERLING: No way, our listeners have
spoken, the coal-fired signal
is too sweet. Lauren Banerd
in Vancouver asks, “What was
the name of the technician you
brought back from South
America to re-commission the
coal-fired transmitter?”
PAUL: BCN’s director of engineering
emeritus, Ari Uldmanis,
originally from Latvia. John
Botari of Saskatoon inquires,
“How did the BCN studios
become equipped by the little-
known German electronics
concern, Krupps-Funkenscheidt,
GMBH”?
ERLING: That...
PAUL: Will just have to wait. Our
apologies to all who wrote but
whose letters we were unable
to fit into the programme.
Thank you Erling Biggs for
your dulcet tones. To the man
from Calgary who sent a dozen
beer, special thanks from the
coal-stokers whose thirst was
slaked. To all of you out
there, thanks for listening.
The director of radio at the
BCN is Ish Lundrigan. Our
engineer today was Hollis
Duffett. My name is Paul
Moth. Join me again next week
for The Great Eastern, NF’s
Cultural Magazine.