Sundays, a low listened to, low risk hour ripe for trying new artists.
“C’mon we’re a cutting edge rock station...”
Dana rolled her eyes. “In theory. You know the songs are just here to fill time between commercials.”
“Right, but maybe I can start a grass roots effort...put the music first in radio.” Dana’s jaw dropped in mock horror. He held his hands up. “I know, I know, radical stuff.”
She laughed. “Well, the song is definitely gonna be a hit, why not be the one to break it first?”
“Exactly how I feel...and that’s why I want you to come with me to convince Ted. I’m going for the two against one approach.”
“I knew you had an ulterior motive for letting me look at cute guys.”
“So are you in?” Jonny said, pushing back from the desk.
“Why not,” Dana agreed grasping Jonny’s outstretched hand to get up. “Let’s go now before I lose my nerve.”
Ted didn’t need much convincing.
“It’s a hit,” he said after listening to the song.
Jonny preened. “That’s why I want to put it in regular rotation.”
“I agree with tha...” Dana said.
“Do it, Jonny,” Ted said, talking over Dana, not even acknowledging her presence in the room.
Jonny and Dana left, victorious.
“That was easy,” he said, patting Dana on the back. “Good work, partner.”
“Why am I invisible?” Dana asked.
Jonny looked over each shoulder. “Did someone just say something...?”
Dana playfully hit Jonny’s arm. “It’s not funny.”
“I saw it and I don’t get it either. Ted’s a jerk, we know that. But, thanks for coming with me anyway.”
“Yeah, I was such a big help.”
“You were.” Jonny put his arm around Dana. “So, on another note, did you decide if you’re going to the party tomorrow night?”
“I have a choice?” She shrugged her shoulders.
“Okay, so Jill and I’ll pick you up.”
“Can’t wait.”
*
That afternoon Dana Drew had the privilege of debuting All You Were during her show. The response was intense. Midway through the song the phones started lighting up.
“Who are they?”
“What’s the name of that song?”
Even Dana was overwhelmed at the positive reception. Jonny poked his head in the studio.
“So?” he asked.
“Jonny the people love it...the phones are ringing off the hook.”
“Wanna hear more good fortune?”
“Okay.”
“They’re playing tomorrow night at Luna on South Beach.
“Really.” Dana’s eyes lit up.
“Yes, really.”
“Why didn’t we know about this sooner? I could’ve interviewed them today on the air to promo the show?”
“Calm down, I just got the press release. See the time and date.” Jonny pointed to the top of the fax. “They’re on a small time label. Their manager guy probably didn’t think about all that stuff.”
“Too bad.”
“Yes, Dana, too bad for them.”
“And me. Tomorrow’s the station party.”
“Yeah, but the boat gets back at eleven. The show starts at midnight. We can make it.”
Dana smiled. “Very true.”
“Anyway here’s the info so you can announce it.”
She grabbed it eagerly. “I will.”
Chapter 22
The Cody Blue Experience van was driving south on the Florida Turnpike. The band just left Jupiter on their way to Miami.
“Turn to WORR – one-oh-one point four,” Eric asked Alex about an hour into their drive. “We should get the station in from up here about now. I sent the press release about your appearance at Luna at the last stop. I wanna hear if we get any airtime before our show tomorrow.”
Alex, tuned the radio to the station. Loud rock came pulsing out. The guys jammed with air instruments. The song ended.
“Shhhh,” Eric said as Dana’s sexy voice came through the speakers.
“Hot rock and new rock, we got it all on WORR – Miami’s Only Rock and Roll. Got some really cool news for ya. That awesome band I played earlier, The Cody Blue Experience, well guess what? They’re comin’ to town. In fact they’ll be here tomorrow at Luna on South Beach for a midnight show. They sound great and they’re cute, too. Catch ‘em while you can! I got more great rock from bands that have already made it after this.”
“Wow! You can’t ask for more than that,” Bobby said.
Eric smiled. It was better than even he had anticipated. “This is good boys. This is real good.”
Chapter 23
“Hello, WORR.”
“Dana, it’s Larry, you never called me back.”
Dana was taken aback to hear the now too familiar Larry on the line.
“Larry, I didn’t get your message,” she answered honestly.
“I didn’t leave a message...I sent a card to you with our picture in it.”
“Oh,” Dana said. She’d never seen the card. “Larry I didn’t get it.”
“It was in a red envelope, surely you must have seen it.” Larry’s voice raised