{"id":61225,"date":"2013-01-05T09:57:38","date_gmt":"2013-01-05T14:57:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=61225"},"modified":"2024-08-21T08:06:00","modified_gmt":"2024-08-21T12:06:00","slug":"pastpresentfuture-the-hotel-chisca","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=61225","title":{"rendered":"Past\/Present\/Future: The Hotel Chisca"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\n“That building you were just takin’ pictures of … that was the Hotel Chisca. Ol’ Dewey Phillips used to broadcast from there.” <\/p>\n

The man, who walked with a cane, came up beside me on Main Street and offered this information. I loved that he said “ol’ Dewey Phillips”, which seemed to imply a personal relationship, a sense of ownership, which of course anyone who remembers Memphis back in the day would have. “Ol’ Dewey Phillips” was a DJ in Memphis, whose broadcast style has to be heard to be believed (you can hear some of his stylings on Youtube). He would shriek and holler, and misprounounce sponsor’s names on purpose, jabber along at ninety miles an hour, talk over the records he was playing (you can hear him clapping and murmuring in some of the clips) and, in general, give Memphis a really good show. His show was called “Red Hot and Blue” and it was on every night from 10 to midnight. <\/p>\n

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