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Thursday, June 3, 2004
Listen closer 
| | Unrelated: the current question at Wondir is How do you stop the squeaky sound that some underwire bras make? |
No, but it's contemplating suicide
| | Ed Cone: Is the idea of a larger war dead? |
Finally, a way to use your friends.
| | According to this story here (and others as well) the selection of NBC's Scott Sassa as the new CEO of Friendster culminates an executive search effort by the social networking pioneer's founder, Jonathan Abrams, and its interim CEO, Tim Koogle. Jonathan will remain chairman and Tim will stay on the board. Scott's new title is "effective immediately." But not so effective that he appears on Friendster's Info page. Nor so effective that there's any notice, by any means, to members, on the Friendster site, explaining the move. (I can tell. Hey, what's membership for?) |
| | Here's the paragraph with the pro forma PR statement by Scott: |
| | "The Internet and digital technology are turning the entertainment business upside down," said Scott Sassa. "This paradigm shift is creating an opportunity to build new ways for how people spend their free time. Friendster's mass appeal, viral growth and stickiness will make it one of the brands that will redefine the media landscape. Jonathan and I are looking forward to leading the company as we build a major consumer brand." |
| | Kind of reminds me of the sounds that Don Kirshner made, way back when the tanned and coiffed archetypal record executive hosted Don Kirshner's Rock Concert, which followed Saturday Night Live in many markets, back in the early days. Kirshner's show introductions were stilted and strange as Ed Sullivan's, and delivered with this space-between-words New Yawk accent that sounded like Howard Cosell on 'ludes. His introductions were always about himself and fellow industry insiders, and always somehow both interesting and a little bit creepy. Come to think of it, kind of like Cosell, again. |
| | One night on SNL, bandleader Paul Shaffer, doing a dead-on impression of Kirshner, said this to the camera: |
| | In 1969, Marshall Checker, of the legendary Checkers Records, called me on a new blues act that had been playing in the small, funky clubs on Chicago's South Side....Today they are no longer an authentic blues act, but have managed to become a viable commercial product. |
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