I don’t know what brought this on exactly, but somehow I got thinking about PayTV and how modern stuff that would have been hip and trendy back then seems trite and contrived now that what was once a novel concept is so commonplace as to be boring. This got me thinking about those early PayTV channels in Canada and what I remembered about them, which in turn got me thinking about TV in general in those days.
The winter that saw the birth of First Choice and Superchannel, the first two Canadian PayTV movie channels, as well as C channel with its funky Escher-esque “C widget” logo. The latter lasted only 5 months before entering receivership, though I didn’t know this at the time. This led to the later accidental discovery that both of these movie networks unscrambled their broadcast at 15 minutes to every hour, and would keep them unscrambled for at least 15 minutes – sometimes more, if the guy at the helm forgot to turn the scrambler back on. I used to watch these little snatches of PayTV, feeling like I was getting illicit tastes of something I didn’t have. Once they forgot to turn it off for a couple of hours, and I ended up getting to watch Diva almost in its entirety. I still don’t remember what it was about and I’m pretty sure it wasn’t a movie I’d have watched by choice except it was an odd kind of illicit thrill to be watching it and feeling like I was getting something of vague worth for nothing.
I remember quite a bit of television from those days.
Hammy Hamster (Tales from the Riverbank). I used to be late for school almost every day because it aired at 8:30am and I just had to watch it.
The Great Space Coaster, which aired just before Hammy. They once featured Marvin Hamlisch as a special guest, you know.
Saturday morning cartoons. “Commander” Tom Jolls. Marlin Perkins’ Wild Kingdom (brought to you by Mutual of Omaha). Hal “Barney Miller” Linden’s Animals, Animals, Animals.
When we first got cable it was a real treat. We had a wired box with one row of about 15 buttons and a lever on the left to change channel banks. It was made by Jerrold. I’d occasionally watch one channel, which was nothing more than a computerized news ticker when it wasn’t broadcasting political stuff, just because I could, and because they were cool. I had no interest in news, frankly – I wasn’t even in my teens, yet – I just thought it was neat watching a channel that was entirely computerized when it wasn’t broadcasting parliamentary debates. Those I wouldn’t watch; I was easily amused, not desperate. One such channel would, while off the air, also have the coolest electronic spacey music playing in the background while it displayed program information. I still remember the melody.
I was a tinkerer even back then. I liked making things do stuff they weren’t strictly designed for. I’d take the converter box and press two buttons at once – like chords on a piano – just to see what would happen. It would display the channel that was in between the two buttons. And if you pressed one button just enough to pop the other one up but not enough to hold the one you’re pressing down, the channel wouldn’t change, but would eventually lose signal until it faded into snow.
I used to like watching video shows, too. I was particularly fond of Toronto Rocks! hosted by John Majhor. I couldn’t help but think that “studio” he broadcast from was a dolled up broom closet because he looked like he was almost encased in the VJ equipment – he couldnt’ have had more than a couple feet of clearance in any direction. I tried calling into their show when they held a contest for tickets to see A-Ha in concert. You had to spell Magne Furuholmen’s last name. I actually knew how, but I couldn’t get through. I was so frustrated I broke the phone’s outer shell when I smashed it on the end table. Repeatedly. (I had my problems) I recall when they first aired Michael Jackson’s “Thriller” video in its entirety. It was almost an event unto itself.
Enough waxing nostalgic. I need to get to bed before I bore anyone else to tears.