In October of 2006, I headed out to the Music Hall in Toronto to see Tonight Show legend Ed McMahon. I had interviewed the veteran sidekick on the phone a few days earlier for the Toronto Sun (read that story here). He sounded excited to be coming to a place called the “Music Hall,” and
With David Letterman you really do get all the great late night TV talk show hosts rolled into one. In the early ’80s he started out all Steve Allen, smart and smart ass; somewhere around the time of Johnny Carson’s death he assumed the stature and gravitas of Carson, and, as he did on Friday’s
I know this goes way back to Thursday night, and I should be more on top of things here, but, hell, I was in a bar in Deer Lake Newfoundland with the Rent-A Goalie cast. Whore-a Nora was there, rubbing up against everything but the pop machine, for Pete’s sake. Langers mom was on her
Paul Newman once said he drank a case of beer a day. “Count me in,” said David Letterman last night in a heartfelt tribute to the Academy Award-winning actor, race car driver and humanitarian.
Sen. John McCain ditched David Letterman last night and Dave was not pleased. Check it out below: Hilarious that “gotcha” live shot of McCain, not racing back to Washington to fix the economy (his excuse to Letterman), but getting powdered in front of Katie Couric on the set of The CBS Evening News. “It’s like
Damn this endless flood of September deadlines. Filed a story for CP today ranting about the current sorry state of elections and political manipulation on television. After I pressed send, I went upstairs, made lunch, and caught up with what I had PVR’d the night before, Wednesday night’s episode of The Late Late Show with
LOS ANGELES–Jay Leno–disguised as a TV critic in a bald-wig, fake beard and glasses–did a Jimmy Kimmel here Monday, crashing the NBC executives session with pointed questions about the whole late night transition deal. Kimmel showed up last week at the ABC session, doing a funny bit as a reporter off the top, asking questions
LOS ANGELES–At this morning’s all important TCA general membership meeting, one issue blazed about all others–where was breakfast! No network had stepped forward at this meeting to buy us silver trays full of fluffy whipped egg yokes, sausages, bacon, toasted bagels or even pancakes. Critics who had been guzzling down vats of freshly squeezed orange