Cape Fear
Part 5
by Dan Kennedy
Gino Montesi is all worked up. The microphone having been taken away from him,
he now plays to his audience of one, at the Donut Maker across from the Hyannis
Airport, gesturing with his hands, tilting his head, leaning forward as he
hammers away at what he considers the inequities of the state's formula for
funding public schools. "The cities that get all the money do the worst in the
statewide test!" he asserts, and he proudly relates his on-the-air nickname for
State Senate president Tom Birmingham, whose hometown of Chelsea does
particularly well in garnering state funds: "the Big Pig."
Ask around, and you'll get varying reviews of Montesi's work. Gary Lopez is
effusive in his praise. "I can't tell you the number of people who miss this
guy," says Lopez. Yet Richard Bigos, a human-services worker and Democratic
activist, calls Montesi "the most uninformed person in the world," and
"paranoid" to boot. Indeed, Montesi flashes some of that paranoia when he leans
over and says in a conspiratorial stage whisper, "Did you know that the plane
Ron Brown was in was the only crash in the history of the Air Force not
investigated by the Air Force?"
What's beyond dispute is that Montesi's show was the only program left on WXTK
that focused exclusively on public affairs, most of them local -- and that
Montesi was summarily fired 10 minutes before airtime on a Monday evening two
months ago. The execution took place a few months after Montesi moved from
Martha's Vineyard to Mashpee, with the encouragement of station officials, so
that he'd no longer have to sleep in the station before catching the first
morning ferry back to the Vineyard. Cary Pahigian wouldn't even come down to
deliver the news himself, Montesi says incredulously. (True, responds Pahigian:
that's what program directors are for.)
Bizarre as some may have found Montesi on the air, in person he offers an
intelligent critique of radio that applies not just to WXTK, but to trends that
are affecting the industry nationwide. As he sees it, the beginning of the end
came in 1996, when he was removed from his afternoon shift and given the 7-to-9
p.m. slot in order to make way for Howie Carr. At first, he says, his
evening ratings were good; but Carr attracted a more transient,
entertainment-oriented audience that didn't want to stick around for a serious
discussion of issues. "It's just an effort to dumb down the audience," he says.
Bad radio drives out good, in other words. Indeed, Montesi was replaced by the
syndicated John and Ken Show, a gossipy snickerfest.
WXTK is hardly the first station to follow that formula. Look at WRKO, which
broadcast local public-affairs shows from 6 a.m. to 6 p.m. and beyond as
recently as a half-dozen years ago, and now offers little other than celebrity
gossip, gross-out humor, and nationally syndicated fare. And apparently it
works. WRKO, after all, is the flagship station of American Radio Systems, and
last month Westinghouse shelled out $1.6 billion for American's 98 radio
stations. ('RKO does deserve credit for offering a forum to former Boston mayor
Ray Flynn last week so he could respond to a
Boston Globe report
on his purported poor performance as ambassador to the Vatican and his alleged
drinking problem.)
Yet Ernie Boch didn't have to do it that way. He's wealthy enough, and
old enough, that he could have eased off a bit, running his stations to provide
a real community service while perhaps making a little less money than he
otherwise might.
Montesi shakes his head at that notion. He, more than most, is familiar with
Boch's personal generosity: Boch's finances helped him when his own have gotten
tight. When it comes to business, though, Montesi says Boch is all business,
all the time.
"Ernie Boch is a businessman. He is a business warrior," Montesi says. "Would
I want to live like Ernie Boch? No. But I can't make judgments on Ernie's style
of living.
"I've made a lot of money and I've declared bankruptcy. I've seen both sides.
There are things to me that are more important than money and more important
than business. But then again, if I owned the radio station I might be out of
business today."
On a Sunday afternoon, Tommy Thatcher -- a smiling little boy with a runny
nose and a gold-colored stud in his left ear -- is surrounded by three
generations of Thatcher women: Mariah; her mother, Heidi, who's single and
works two jobs; and Heidi's mother, Florabelle Thatcher, the only member of the
family who actually heard part of the broadcasts. "To crucify a teenager like
that -- I was shaking from head to toe," she says.
Driving north from the Thatchers' home, the airwaves are filled with the
primal whine of Tom Leykis. His topic: quickies. Leykis is for them.
"When a man comes up to you from behind and cups your breasts, he's telling
you that he wants you!" screams Leykis. "What is wrong with that?"
The Bourne Bridge looms ahead. Soon, the signal will fade to static. What
persists is the answer Ernie Boch gives when you ask him if he plans to buy
more radio stations. "Depending on the circumstances," he says. "If I thought
it was worth it, I might be interested."
After all, he's only giving the customers what they want. Come on down.
Dan Kennedy can be reached at dkennedy[a]phx.com.