Master Control - 1929
Master Control - 1929
BO BUFORD
A wizard at the piano, accomplished as a blues singer, Bo Buford has another and perhaps greater asset. And that's a ready smile and a pleasant word whether the old world rolls along smoothly or otherwise. Around the WBT studios they call her "Ray of Sunshine." Nice name. Too bad more folks aren't entitled to it.
Miss Buford (more about that later) has been featured on many of the prominent radio stations in the east, likes to drive her automobile (with mysterious name) and has a fondness for seeing he name in newspapers, magazines, posters, or anywhere at all. How do you like this, Bo?
And here's the rest of it. Bo isn't Buford at all, She is Mrs. William Elliott. Giving the secret away like that is going to be tough on Bill's fan mail from the femmes of the impressionable ages—but gosh! they deserve fair warning.
JOAN MARS
You've heard the charming soprano voice of Joan Mars from WBT frequently—how do you like her smile?
Joan is a favorite over the South, usually appearing as artist on the programs of the Concert Orchestra, directed, of course, by ye mighty maestro, Michael Wise.
Joan's fan mail reached a new record when she was featured on the Dedication program recently, with letters arriving from every section of the country.
GRACE KOHN JOHNSTON
A lovely soprano voice, plus a charmingly feminine personality- and you have Grace Kohn Johnston, admired by a host of WBT's fans all over the Carolinas, and beyond. Grace's soprano blends beautifully with the microphone's rather peculiar ideas about sopranos. Microphones are funny that way. Perhaps you've noticed that few soprano voices take well over the air, even when they belong to world famous opera stars.
BOB MITCHELL AND BILL ELLIOTT
Inseparable pals these two, Bob Mitchell of the organ, and Bill Elliott of the silver tenor voice, and big favorites of the radio audience of WBT. They've been playing requests lately, and The Charlottean learns that, on several occasions, the telephone lines jammed up and refused to be overworked any longer.
Bob, a native of somewhere up in Connecticut, is an adopted son of the South; was trained at the console in Germany, and graduated from several of the theatre organs along the Great White Way in New York.
Bill, however, is right at home in Charlotte, for that's where he was educated as a young chap. The urge for adventure led him to tie up with a visiting minstrel show, which took him over the country, finally landing him before the microphone of some of New York's biggest broadcasting stations. There's color to Bill—at least there was back in the old days, when he was called "Bloody Bill," football star of many a gridiron battle.