Don Imus Radio Show: a review

If you follow radio, you will know that Don Imus was fired last year for his hip hop-inspired “nappy-headed hos” comment. For this quip, he was cast outside the gate where there is weeping and gnashing of teeth.

But Imus is a celebrity, and a radio host with a certain amount of talent, so, after a few months of lonely sojourn, his punishment was deemed fulfilled, and he was resurrected at WABC radio here in New York City. His new show, like his old one, was quickly syndicated, and word is that the program, while not a stellar ratings success, is making money.

Before Imus, I was a regular listener of WABC’s Curtis & Kuby program, a very popular show in the same time slot. Curtis Sliwa is founder of the Guardian Angels and a conservative, while Ron Kuby is a self-proclaimed radical lawyer and a leftist. The interplay between the hosts, whose knowledge of New York politics is encyclopedic, was always lively. Kuby was a mob lawyer and Sliwa was beaten and shot by the mob. Their organized crime segments frequently inspired gentlemen with thick accents to call the show and tell it like it is. C & K also talked of local politicians and national, of baseball (both were Yankees fans), and of whatever else was making news.

I could go on and on, but the gist is that the suits at WABC heard of Imus’s availability and so they fired Curtis & Kuby to make room for him. Since Imus took their time slot, it is only natural to compare his new show with the old one.

Imus has, at most times, a good radio voice, though he has a marked tendency towards mumbling. For off-hand comments, this technique sometimes works. It is not painful to listen to him.

He and his co-hosts spend an inordinate amount of time talking about themselves. “Tell us what you were doing last night I-man.” “I tried to set up a treadmill in my apartment.” Yes, hours and hours of this kind of self-indulgent, boring chatter. For example, over the period of about a month, he regaled listeners with how certain road signs leading to Albuquerque were off by about a mile and a half. For one week, it was daily fare. He even interviewed the governor of New Mexico about it.

Imus talks often of his home life and his adventures with various merchants, with his sycophantic co-hosts giggling, cajoling, or cooing on cue. It is duller than the dullest water cooler blather. This talk is meant to be, and is heard to be, filler, noise to take up time until better material arrives. Like commercials, which are packed in fast and furious.

Now, since Imus was fired for “racial insensitivity”, a crime, unfortunately, far greater than most others, his new show, to highlight his magnificent tolerance, features two co-hosts who are black: Tony Powell and Kerith Foster. Both are billed as comedians.

Powell’s main job, it seems, is to impersonate the legendary Paul Harvey. His invariable routine is to have his Harvey make sex-desire noises. See, it’s funny because Mr Harvey is an old man, and a gentlemen. Therefore, to hear Mr Harvey make sex noises is funny. Ha.

Foster is not a dreadfully embarrassing as Powell, but she is not funny either. She reads prepared pieces in her best NPR monotone. Cues to the audience that it’s time to get up and grab another cup of coffee. Foster does have a good, little girl voice that, when she is not reading her book reports, is pleasurable to listen to.

The new Imus show kept the great Warner Wolf to do sports. But it is palpably obvious that Imus cannot stand the time that must be devoted to sports and he takes his displeasure out on Wolf. You can hear he almost immediately regrets his put downs—he does respect Wolf—and he tries to make up for his snide remarks, but it never removes the bad taste left in your ear. Because of this, if you want to hear recaps of sports, you have to tune to another channel.

For the last month, Imus has been touting, endlessly, his “Ranch Record”, a CD whose proceeds will benefit his “Imus Ranch for Kids with Cancer.” The CD is good, the music excellent, and cause worthy. But when Imus grabs a bone he worries it to death.

Still, he does play country music, maybe one full song an hour, and his program is the only one in the city that does so. The music he picks is usually great, too. It was one of the only places to hear “She Left Me For Jesus.”

Where Imus shines—about once an hour for five or so minutes—is in his interviews. The subtle grilling given to guests is almost worth the price of listening to the rest of the hour. In one interview with Paul Begala, the well known Democrat-party apparatchik, Imus continuously pointed out to Begala that he was lying—itself a remarkable event as others in the media are deeply frightened of the L-word—and he did it beautifully, in a soft voice, “Paul, your children are listening…”

Imus regularly picks on his guests, calling them weasels, jerks, or worse. Yet still the guests come, and they are ever mewling and respectful to the “I-man.” The only explanation I can think of is that the politicians he has on hate being called names, and so seek to stay on Imus’s good side by agreeing to appear. If they did not appear, Imus calls them worse names. No other host, in TV or radio, is a brutal or realistic, as Imus is. For example, he calls Obama “A fake and a phony, an empty suit.” He says “I love McCain, but he has lost his mind.” And so on.

There is no local news on the new Imus show, except for occasional interruptions for traffic and weather. This is a major defect for a morning program. He also does not take callers, bucking that growing trend.

So. To listen or not? If you are a devoted radio person, and you live in New York City, your choices are limited. On FM, there is a host of cookie-cutter “morning zoo” shows—programs featuring a lot of forced laughter, mindless blather, and bad music. There is NPR, but these folks cannot seem to remember that people want to wake up in the morning and not be put back to sleep.

On AM, there are the obligatory all-sports channels, several “all news” stations which broadcast ten- to twenty-second stories and which loop every twenty minutes, some Korean, Mandarin, Spanish music and talk shows, and only a couple of mixed news and talk stations. The closest competitor to Imus is the John Gambling show on WOR. But Mr Gambling has a voice that wears on the ear after a time; his show could use a good co-host to act as a foil and brighten it up.

Thus, the best I can say is that I really miss Curtis & Kuby.


  1. PaulH

    Heck, I miss Bruce Morrow and Chuck Leonard :-/

  2. Ari

    “There is NPR, but these folks cannot seem to remember that people want to wake up in the morning and not be put back to sleep.”

    Garrison Keillor morning show? Morning Snooze Companion?


    To be honest, I miss my morning shows from Los Angeles. I’m kind of disappointed with morning radio in NYC.

  3. Noblesse Oblige

    I used to live in the NY area and also enjoyed C&K. They were authentic. On the other hand, Imus has simply grown tiresome. I used to listen to him, but now find him neither amusing nor incisive, just dull. Time for him to go

  4. AugustFalcon

    Aw com’on — just get up earlier: Curtis has (had?) his own show airing in the hour before Imus. He has also put together something with a Boston station. Heck you can even listen on the internet!

  5. Briggs


    Actually, I’m usually up by 5, 5:30 and so hear the Curtis Sliwa show. He does OK, but we miss Kuby’s counter effect.

    It’s a good question whether there is something decent to listen to on the internet. Know of anything?

    But then, unless that station originates in your hometown, you miss the local news. And, of course, NYC has a lot of local news.

  6. Local radio’s biggest advantage? It can quickly and easily adapt to change.
    Local radio’s worst fault? It too quickly and easily adapts to perceived change.


  7. Ari


    You should definitely consider the podcast route. While it does make local news a bit more of a challenge, there are a lot of good podcasts out there that span a remarkable range of topics. And the best part is that you can completely nix commercials… and boring segments.

    Here’s a list of news podcasts in categories ranging from “anarchist” to “what’s happening in Tokyo”

    Another option is to stream something like Pandora on a computer or a phone (if you have a smartphone of any kind) and just pick up shows outside of the city that are syndicated online.

    But then again, that still doesn’t get you morning news. I have yet, however, to find a really good news podcast about NYC that isn’t on WNYC or WABC. If I find something, I’ll remember to send it your way.

  8. Briggs


    Thanks! I’ll probably try, but I’ll miss the subway/traffic reports and so probably wander back to AM.

  9. Ari


    Do you have a smartphone or iPhone or anything of that sort? Because NYC has a GREAT service for that purpose:

    Google maps mobile also gives real time above ground traffic– nothing for the subway yet.

  10. Bernie

    I fear that the episode with the women’s basketball players essentailly knocked the stuffing out of Imus and put a muzzle on Bernie McGurk. Too bad.

  11. harold

    A check up on Milt Rosenberg’s archives once in while does it for me, my wife finds the host irritating, but there is a wide variety of interesting subjects.

    And WFMU is IMO an ideal pop station, here an archive playlist from the defunct Radio Thrift Shop (mostly Old Country).

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