Friday, January 12, 2007

Man, Coast to Coast AM

Have you ever listened to this before? It's like this late-night/early morning radio show that consists entirely of kooks, crazies, and shut-ins talking about all sorts of insane conspiracy theory / UFO crap, and it is a nightly treasure-trove of unintentional hilarity. Like the time they had two guys debating whether or not human beings were planted on Earth by aliens from outer space, and the guy saying that was total crap was the one the host was treating like an idiot, or how they'd have this "Prophet Yaweh" dude on there who had the power to summon UFOs, and it all had something to do with him being close to Jesus. And the best part is the variety in shows that comes with the program having two different hosts. On weekdays, George Noory is himself a crazy kook shut-in type who gives the impression that he's a True Believer in all the crap on the show, while on the weekends, Art Bell (who was the original full-time host and as close to being a legend as a dude who does a UFO nut radio show can be) gives off the vibe that he's getting too old for this shit and is finally getting sick of working the marks for four hours at a time. Like, say some obviously schizophrenic dude calls in and talks about how he controls the trees outside of his apartment with divine powers. Noory will be all, "That's amazing! Do you feel any sort of other-worldly presence while this is going on?" leading into a thirty minute conversation with the guy that invariably involves him mentioning his own UFO abduction ten times, while Bell will just sort of go, "yeah, good luck with that, buddy," and hang up on him. Occasionally, they'll actually have a serious guest with real shit to say, like Ray Bradbury or George Carlin, (and what he was doing on this show is something I'll never be able to figure out) but usually it's someone like Alex Jones (the guy who's made so much money off 9/11 conspiracy documentaries that you almost have to wonder if he was behind the plot in the first place), David Icke (the dude who thinks pretty much everyone of prominence is a reptillian alien, and has made millions off books-on-tape telling people about it), or this one dude whose name I don't recall who seems quite sane until he tells you how the Great Pyramids and pretty much anything else of any sort of ancient historical importance was done by the Irish. Figure in the way that at least one caller per show seems to live down the street from a very much alive and well Jim Morrison, and you've got an incredibly stupid, yet fun, way to kill some time when you're up late and can't sleep.

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