The End of an Era
The oldest
continuously-operating radio station in Canada is closing down. Well, not actually
closing, but it is transitioning into an All Sports radio station, so as far as
I’m concerned, it’s over.
CKOC started life in downtown Hamilton, Ontario at the corner of
King William and John Streets as a side business of the Wentworth Radio and
Supply Company owned by Herb Slack. Herb figured he could sell more
radios if he also owned a radio station, so in the spring of 1922 CKOC became only
the third radio station in all of Canada.
Over the years, CKOC had a number of addresses, including the
11th floor of the Royal Connaught Hotel, the Lister Block
building on James North
and King William Streets, and a studio on Garfield Avenue near King and
Sherman Avenue North. CKOC was a Top 40 station from 1960 to 1992, and became a
50,000 watt station back in 1979.
After 1992 they became Oldies 1150, which for my generation meant
that they were once again playing the same music we first heard on the station.
As Simone de Beauvoir once pointed out, nostalgia isn’t what it used to be. But
one thing the ‘new’ oldies format did remind me of was the diversity of the
music on the pop charts in those days.
Rock’n’roll, rhythm & blues, soul, country, bluegrass,
disco, ballads, love songs, novelty songs, bubble gum pop, psychedelic rock,
jazz, reggae, calypso, and standards all lived happily, and eclectically,
side-by-side on the CKCO charts in those days. The hyper-categorization and
segregation of music had yet to happen. And we listeners benefited from it.
Sure, every now and then a song would come on that would make you run for the
dial (Debbie Boone, I’m looking at you) but for the most part, listening to
such a wide variety of genres was entertaining and even a form of bonding.
When I first learned of CKOC’s impending demise, all I could
think was that it was the end of an era. I think there’s a place for the kind
of programming that covers so much ground. It will probably make a comeback
someday. My favourite early memories of CKOC were lying in bed late at night
with one earphone plugged into a tiny transistor radio, listening to the
absolute brilliance of the music of the day… ‘Little Willy’ by the Sweet, ‘I’m
Just A Singer (In a Rock and Roll Band)’ by The Moody Blues, ‘Walk On The Wild
Side’ by Lou Reed. Songs that made me feel excited about growing up, made my
blush, made me horny, even songs that made me cry.