Category: Writing

  • Richard Marsland and me

    On the morning of Sunday 7 December 2008, I was sitting in my bedroom playing ‘Heroes of Might and Magic 2’ when Mum appeared at the door.

    She had just read some bad news in the paper. “Richard Marslands has died,” she said.

    Obviously, she must be mistaken. It’s ‘Marsland’ not ‘Marslands’ and besides, he’s only 32.

    So I wandered upstairs where the Sunday Mail lay open on my parents’ bed.

    Next to a large black and white photo of actress Kat Stewart with her AFI award was a smaller photo of a grinning, bearded Richard Marsland and the words “Leading radio star dies”.

    This was clearly a prank. Wow, how’d he pull that off? It looked just like a real article.

    That’s actually what I thought for a moment. Obviously that was denial – first of the five stages of grief. I was completely shocked and didn’t want to even consider the possibility it could be true. But of course, it was.

    Richard Marsland had taken his own life.

    Richard was an acquaintance. I’d like to say friend, but our friendship had barely begun. I’d never had a friend die before.

    I’d known of him for a couple of years. In April 2006, Tony Martin and Ed Kavalee began what many believe to be the funniest and therefore greatest Australian radio show of all time, ‘Get This’ on the Triple M Network. Richard joined the show a few weeks later as the panel operator after it became apparent Ed had overstated his technical skills.

    At the time I was 18 and had just joined up to Flinders University Student Radio, which broadcast Wednesday nights on community station Radio Adelaide. The consistently hilarious Get This was a huge influence in my early days mucking around on air.

    In Australian radio comedy, basically there’s Tony Martin and then there’s everyone else.

    But Get This was something else entirely. Tony, Ed and Rich with producer Nikki Hamilton-Cornwall and production wizard Matt Dower “on the pots and pans” gelled together in a way that made the show far more than the sum of its parts.

    There was a spike in the ratings every time it aired anywhere and it had probably the most devout fan base of any radio show before or since. People loved them like their best mates.

    When Richard started “on the buttons”, he rarely turned on his own mic to say anything. But a very gradual transformation took place over the weeks and months and eventually he elevated himself from silent operator to third host. Richard’s “white-anting” became a running gag.

    I did a bit of white-anting myself and figured out having a community radio show was a great excuse to talk to my comedy heroes. I interviewed Tony Martin over the phone in September 2006 and when he dropped a reference to the Get This panel operator, I had to ask him to remind me what his name was.

    It wasn’t until October 2007 shortly before Get This finished that Richard’s name was added to the show’s opening sweeper.

    By the end of the show’s two years, he had appeared in or been the subject of countless brilliant and hilarious sketches. There was the mash-up of World’s Wildest Police Videos where Richard took a stolen ‘Black Thunder’ for a joy ride.

    The many replays of his ad-lib rendition of the Vengaboys hit ‘We Like to Party’ with a few of the words from their other hit ‘We’re Going to Ibiza’.

    And Tony’s parody of Bad Company’s ‘Feel Like Makin’ Love’ but with lyrics all about the white-anting Richard.

    As I gradually discovered, there was a lot more to Marslando Calrissian.

    He grew up in Adelaide’s northern suburbs and began working at SAFM in the mid 90s as a panel operator and Black Thunder driver.

    It’s quite likely he handed me more than one icy cold can of coke back in the day. I listened to SAFM religiously and would often get the baby-sitter to drive me and my siblings all over town chasing free Kool Mints and movie tickets.

    In the early 2000s, Richard joined Adelaide TV royalty Anne Wills as co-host of ‘AM Adelaide’ on Channel 7.

    He was also a comedy writer and after moving to Melbourne, he wrote for some of the biggest shows of the era, including Rove Live, The Glass House and eventually for Shaun Micallef’s SBS comedy Newstopia.

    Like many Get This fans, I was genuinely angry when the show was axed in November 2007. It was a particularly barren time for comedy on Australian radio and television – there were fewer online options back then – and this brilliant show that was also highly rating was getting the arse. It didn’t make sense.

    By then I had finished studying and was keen on making the transition from community radio to the kind where they pay you. The late Adelaide radio legend David “Daisy” Day was helping me put a demo together.

    We were talking in his office on South Terrace one afternoon and after listening to some of my sketches, he said I reminded him of Richard. They knew each other from the SAFM days. I was instantly intrigued and once again, used the community show as an excuse to contact him.

    I still had Nikki’s number from interviewing Tony the previous year so I called her and she put me in touch with Richard. He was going to be in Adelaide for Christmas and was happy to come into the studio for an interview.

    The interview was set for 29 December 2007. On the day however, Richard called to apologise, which was how most conversations with him would start.

    He couldn’t make it to the studio and it’d have to be over the phone. I was disappointed I wasn’t going to get to meet him but it was better than nothing.

    Back then, Radio Adelaide was at 228 North Terrace. The studios were built in the late 80s and by community radio standards, they were excellent. The phone system however was much older and to this day, it’s the only time I’ve ever seen a wood panelled telephone.

    We chatted for about an hour about all sorts of things. How he got started in the biz, comedy idols, working on Get This, stories from the panel, writing for TV. It was great. Rich was a lovely guy.

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    In January 2008, Richard moved to Triple M Melbourne breakfast as the panel operator for Peter Helliar and Myf Warhurst’s new show.

    The same month I had a meeting with SAFM program director Craig Bruce. He gave me my first paid radio job as a casual panel operator. Just like Richard a decade earlier.

    I panelled the evening shows that were networked from Sydney and Melbourne, mainly The Hot 30. Occasionally Hamish & Andy.

    Even though those shows were made interstate, Adelaide still needed someone at the panel to record local traffic updates and be ready with some music just in case the feed dropped out.

    Often I’d be the only person in the old Austereo building on Greenhill Road. It was a big two storey building made of dark brown bricks, clearly designed for a much larger staff. A lot of it was empty now. It smelt like a holiday house.

    I liked wandering around and looking at all the weird pop culture memorabilia they’d accumulated since launching in 1980 as Adelaide’s first FM station.

    The walls were covered with framed CDs commemorating a sales milestone of some significance and the odd photo of a celebrity. The most prominent item on display was an autographed pair of Mick Molloy’s underpants.

    Down one of the corridors, stacked on the floor against a wall were several plaques that honoured past employees of the month circa 1998. Richard Marsland’s name was on three of them. Awesome.

    In July 2008 I went to Melbourne for a few days with my then girlfriend Jemima. I emailed Richard and asked if he wanted to get lunch while I was in town. He said sure and we met in front of Myer in Bourke Street Mall.

    The first thing he did after we shook hands was apologise for not shaving.

    We found a café down a side street, grabbed a table and talked non-stop for more than 2 hours in minute detail about radio, TV, comedy, writing, panelling and Get This. Jemima understandably got bored about half way through and left us nerds to continue on our own.

    Richard told me how he made his famous Warwick Capper soundboard prank calls in 2001 using actual tape cartridges. Hearing those re-aired on Get This inspired me to make some myself using clips of Dutch-American MMA fighter Bas Rutten. I did it with software though. Much easier.

    I gave him a white T-shirt with iron-on text that read: “David M. Green gave me this shirt.”

    He was extremely generous with his time. He even read a couple of scripts I brought along and gave me some pointers. He paid for lunch too. And he left a nice tip.

    Boy I really wish I recorded that conversation. I’ve forgotten most of it now. But a couple of bits of advice stuck with me.

    He said if you’ve got an idea but you’re having trouble pitching it to the powers at be, sometimes it’s easier to just make it yourself anyway and show them the finished product so they don’t have to use their imagination. That’s easier to do with a radio sketch than a feature film, but still good advice.

    And with regard to following in his footsteps and forging a career as a panel operator and comedian, he said “just enjoy it”.

    We walked back out onto Bourke Street and parted ways near the statues of three thin people. We shook hands three times while exchanging drawn out goodbyes. I had a flight to catch. Richard had to get home and write a sketch about Guitar Hero.

    That was the one and only time I saw him in person.

    A couple of weeks later, I lost my job at SAFM. They replaced the evening panel operators with automation. This was during the period after they’d scrapped the Black Thunders but before they brought them back so there weren’t any other entry level positions for me.

    At the time I was also making sketches for ABC Radio, but thanks to a falling out with a friend, that quickly fell through as well and I was back to square one. I really felt like the rug had been pulled from under me. It was one of the lowest points of my life. In retrospect, I think of it as my quarter life crisis.

    I emailed Richard and told him all about it. He sent a really nice reply.

    “I’m of the opinion that you haven’t really had a career in the Australian media if you haven’t been sacked due to no fault of your own,” he wrote.

    “Look at the long list of talents who have been told to hit the bricks – from Tony to Shaun to Judith to Mick: it’s insane and it makes no sense BUT it does happen and the best thing to do is take it on the chin and keep coming at them.”

    “It’s a funny industry full of revolving doors, so eventually one will open for you, I guarantee it. You just have to keep positive, and stay persistent. Luck is hard work meeting opportunity.”

    “So – don’t let it get you down too much, okay? I won’t lie – I know it sucks, but everything will be DMG before you know it. You just have to get ready.”

    “Speak soon, give me a call anytime! Richard.”

    Soon after that I decided I was going to move to Melbourne.

    Three and a half months later, Richard was gone. Even some of the people closest to him had no idea he suffered from depression.

    His funeral was held at St Ignatius Church in Norwood. It was the first time I’d been to a funeral for someone under the age of about 70 and it was packed.

    A station wagon was parked outside with two people in T-shirts reading “Generic Radio Station” giving out pretty warm icy cold cans of coke and Farmer’s Union Iced Coffee.

    For the previous two weeks I felt shock more than anything. I felt like crying but I didn’t. Then they played ‘The Rainbow Connection’ from The Muppet Movie and I saw Richard’s coffin being carried into the church with Tony as one of the pallbearers. That did it.

    There was laughter too of course. Hearing Richard’s youthful escapades with friends and the pranks he used to pull on his sisters, I couldn’t help but smile.

    Tony Martin delivered a warm tribute. He leaned into the mic and opened with the words: “Normally this is where Richard would be checking the levels”.

    “Richard was on the verge of moving into an area where few people in comedy can move; a kind of comedy where he presented a version of himself which was very vulnerable and very real,” he said.

    “He was a man who was really serious about his work; we have lost that someone on radio, a beautiful person that everyone loved.”

    During the eulogy, I also learned Richard’s first job was a pizza delivery driver. The following week, I saw Brighton Pizza Haven was looking for drivers, so I applied and became one myself.

    I received several emails from Richard’s friends, family, former co-workers and fans – some now living on the other side of the world – who had discovered the phone interview. All of them had their own stories about Richard’s warmth and generosity.

    About six months later, my Radio Adelaide friends and I entered a competition called Semi-Pro Radio. We made the final selection and got to make a one off show on the Triple M network.

    We pre-recorded it at Triple M Adelaide – which was downstairs from SAFM – and managed to sneak upstairs to check out the ‘Richard Marsland Room’ they’d built up there.

    It was more of a nook, but there was a large mural on the wall with a stream of consciousness in scrawling text with references to iced coffee and the word ‘sorry’ about five times in a row. Unmistakably Richard.

    Nothing came of that contest, but I made the move to Melbourne and kept doing community radio and community television too.

    In 2011, I got my second job in radio as a panel operator at Melbourne’s new AM talk station MTR.

    I signed the lease on my first apartment on 29 February 2012 so I could live closer to the studios. Two days later the station went into administration and everyone was sacked.

    Again, Richard’s words of encouragement in that final email helped me through the tough time. As he said, it happens.

    Just a few months later I got another radio job at Crocmedia and in a weird call back to Get This, ended up spending five years panelling AFL broadcasts with Rex Hunt. “How good is this?”

    In 2014 I landed my dream job as a comedy writer for ‘Shaun Micallef’s Mad as Hell’ on ABC TV. I’ve now been there for seven seasons. Coincidentally, Nikki Hamilton-Cornwall is the locations and casting producer. Everyone I’ve met who worked with Richard remembers him fondly.

    I think about Richard a lot. Especially around this time of year.

    There have been many times over the last decade where I would have loved to get his take on some of the more advanced aspects of panelling or writing as I’ve encountered them.

    And I wonder what he would be doing now. All the gags he didn’t get to write and the laughs he never heard. I don’t think he ever really knew how much people loved him.

    Radio comedy combines the most intimate genre on the most intimate medium.

    When I’m back in Adelaide driving around, random bits of Get This pop into my head. It happens subconsciously when I just happen to be where I was when I heard them the first time and I remember how much I laughed.

    Richard’s legacy lives on. ‘Capril’ started as a joke on Get This. It now takes places every April with people wearing capes during everyday activities to promote awareness of mental health and raise money for beyondblue.

    The hashtag #ImRichard routinely trends on Twitter with fans tweeting various obscure Get This references. It’s like the show never ended.

    In fact, you can find all the episodes online with the music and ads cut out. If I had to choose only one radio show to listen to for the rest of my life, that’d be the one.

    Others knew him much better than I did. But for me, Richard was a mentor and inspiration.

    He made me laugh. He showed me someone from Adelaide can achieve great things in the entertainment industry. He helped lift me out of one of the lowest points in my life.

    Even 10 years on, he’s still with me and everyone he touched because in true Richard Marsland style, he’s white-anted into our lives.

    – DMG

  • The 2017th Year

    Well that’s another year. A year of two blog posts. Here’s what I was doing when I wasn’t writing stuff on here:

    In January for the first time I worked at the Australian Open as an audio operator at Rod Laver Arena. It was similar to the panelling I’ve done for radio, but the audio (music, umpire’s microphone, packages on the big screen, etc.) wasn’t for broadcast, but played to the crowd in the stadium. I got to see most of the big night games. It was pretty great.

    Used a different kind of panel too. This one had VU meters on each individual channel, which was quite nifty.

    And living in South Yarra was great. Walked home most nights.

    I was also conveniently positioned to walk to work at my other panelling job at Crocmedia. For the first few months of the year, I walked a couple of k’s east. And then they moved to their new studios in Southbank, so I walked a couple of k’s west.

    I panelled the rebranded “AFL Nation” this year (formerly “AFL Live”), as well as some A-League and the Australian Open (golf). Panelling the golf was my introduction to “Zetta”, which is quickly becoming the new industry standard broadcast software. I do love the old NexGen, but Zetta’s built for the social media age.

    The new studios and offices are state-of-the-art. Big fan of the landscaping.

    Mid-year, I was back writing for the 7th season of Shaun Micallef’s Mad as Hell, which was also one of the last shows made at the ABC’s historic Ripponlea Studios.

    Once again I popped up standing in the background of a few sketches. But this time I also had my first ever speaking role on ABC TV in a sketch about the Bananas in Pajamas turning 25.

    And once again I can’t believe I’m actually doing this with these great people. Show’s back early next year and I get to be part of it all again, this time in the new Melbourne ABC TV studios in Southbank. Can’t wait.

    I continued writing questions for the quiz show I started on last year, and I was a “talent stand-in” for another quiz show on a different network. I don’t think I’m supposed to talk about those because one of them hasn’t aired and the other wants to protect the identity of the question-writers, so… not sure why I even mentioned it, other than to demonstrate to any producers from those shows who periodically check up on me that I can at least partially keep a secret.

    Here are some places I traveled to this year:

    Finally did the Great Ocean Road. London Arch was my favourite.

    Ditto Puffing Billy.

    Celebrated my 30th birthday in Sweden with Annika.

    Had an amazing week on Lord Howe Island with family for my Mum’s 60th birthday.

    Road trip down the Limestone Coast of South Australia to Mount Gambier.

    And made several trips back to Adelaide. Here’s me and my brother Luke. He had a Bond-themed birthday. I’m Max Zorin.

    Speaking of Adelaide, I finally made good on that Adelaide-based web project I mentioned last year (and the year before that… turned out to be more complicated than I thought). Anyway, check out “Good Afternoon Adelaide”. It’s a multi-cam TV chat show from the early 90s.

    Or if you’d prefer a less convenient way of watching, we’re currently in the process of editing x6 half hour episodes, which will air on Channel 44 in Adelaide and C31 Melbourne & Geelong sometime in the first half of 2018.

    I spent October and November writing a new screenplay. This will be my second. Both comedies. Always comedy. The first one is going back in the drawer for a while. Anyway, I’ve found screenplay #2 a lot easier to write – actually planning it first helps, and I guess just practice and all that.

    I was about 85% of the way through the first draft when Annika and I found out our landlord wanted to sell the house we were living in, so we had to move at short notice. That basically consumed our entire lives until we found somewhere and moved everything in. I don’t mind the packing and moving part, but the searching and the applying and competing with other people and the not knowing – that’s the stressful part. It was the sixth time I’ve moved house in eight years. Renting in Australia kinda sucks. Hopefully the next place we move to is one we own.

    But we got it done. We found a unit in Malvern that’s about the same size and a tad cheaper, but it has an air conditioner AND a dishwasher. It’s already changed our lives. So we moved in and handed back the keys to the old place and literally the next day, I was driving to Adelaide for the Christmas break.

    Every time I’ve come back to Adelaide, Katie the family dog has been there to greet me. We’ve had her since 2005. This time, I was shocked at how thin she was. It was like she was a puppy again. She hadn’t been well for a couple of weeks. Turned out it was cancer. She couldn’t eat and it was clear she was in pain. We made the difficult decision to put her down on December 18. I’m glad I could be there with Mum when the vet came to the house, but it was very sad.

    I’ve never felt so attached to a dog. Katie was my favourite. She had so much character. Not too many cardigan corgis around here so she always turned heads where ever she went. She had some problems with her hips when she was a puppy, so she had this funny wriggling way of walking. She was always the top dog. Even when she went to doggy daycare with 30 other dogs, some of which were quadruple her size, she was the boss of all of them.

    She loved food, attention, lying under a curtain or up against a wall and would go nuts if you bounced a tennis ball. She never truly grasped the concept of fetch. Or possibly she did, but it was beneath her. Thanks Mum for getting her 12 years ago. She’s been a great part of our lives and I will miss her.

    But on a lighter note on the final day of 2017, pleased to announce that Annika and I are now engaged. Surprise!

    A bigly year indeed. Hope yours was too and all the best for an even biglier 2018. It will be the bigliest.

    – DMG

  • Mad As Hell Series 5

    Hey you! I’m back on the writing team of Shaun Micallef’s Mad As Hell for another season. The 5th in fact. So it’s like The Beatles’ “Help” album of television seasons.

    You can enjoy the topical news-based comedy at the slightly different time of Wednesdays 8.30pm on ABC TV. Or there’s ABC iView and a selection of clips on the Mad As Hell YouTube Channel, like this one:

    By the way, there’s a subtle reference to my webseries “Too Easy” in that clip. But I didn’t write it. It’s just a bizarre coincidence 😀

    Also, here’s a nice article about how the show is made. Spot the writers!

    Kind regards,
    David M. Green

  • 2014: The Year.

    And so another curtain turns by the milestone where a chapter passes around a corner that’s closed to cap off the page’s end of yet another ticked over year.

    Hi, I’m David M. Green and here’s the gist of what I did in 2014.

    It’s coming up on 5 years since I left Adelaide for dead and moved to Melbourne to pursue a life of comedy, radio, television and shopping after 9PM. And man, I did a big steaming pile of all those things this year…

    January through April was full on. I started at my childhood dream job of writing for a Shaun Micallef-based ABC TV comedy show: Series 3 of Mad As Hell (as seen above with Alasdair Tremblay-Birchall and Simon Taylor in our official ABC-supplied writing uniforms). There’s no other way to put it. It was bloody fantastic. An amazingly talented team of people and so, so much fun. I returned in September to write for Series 4 and I’m thrilled to say I’ll be back in the writers’ room again on Series 5, which starts in February.

    If you want tickets to come join the studio audience – which I can highly recommend – hit me upside the head. I know a guy 😉

    Here’s my favourite Mad As Hell sketch from this year: “Watching the Watcher”

    Returning to the start of the year, the ole RMITV gang got back together one last time to record the third and final season of 31 Questions: The TV game show where YOU get to be the viewer. We put everything into this one and it almost killed me.

    I reckon the best episodes this year were 1, 6 and 8.

    I’ve crapped on about the show enough now, but if you literally have nothing better to do and like that behind the scenes shit, read the blog entry I wrote after we finished shooting. Or the other one I wrote after the final episode aired.

    I’m amazed we got so far with that show. But 4 years and (fittingly) 31 episodes seems like enough for now. It cost a lot of money, time, sleep, dignity, and even a couple of friendships. But we did it because we loved it and everyone involved learned an incredible amount. And that’s community TV.

    And that’s why I’m so concerned about the future of community TV, which is currently under threat after Communications Minister Malcolm Turnbull decided to kick all 5 metro stations off the air at the end of 2015.

    So concerned, a few months ago I wrote an article for The Age/Sydney Morning Herald, which was shared a hell of a lot more than Malcolm Turnbull’s half-arsed response.

    It was even mentioned in Parliament:

    They’ll get my name right one of these days…

    Make sure you sign the petition over at Commit to Community TV if you think community television in this country is worth having.

    After that burst of TV-making in the first half of the year, I took my first trip to Tasmania with my friend and mentor Van Badham. It was pretty good, aside from the food poisoning on the second day. I think it was a combination of some bad fish and a slightly disturbing experience seeing MONA‘s infamous “shitting machine”.

    I thought surely I took a picture of that machine? But looking back through the photos, evidently I did not. Probably for the best.

    3 days in Hobart was great, though I spent one of those days in bed watching QI, which arguably I could do at home. So I’d love to go back and explore the rest of the state properly. There’s some pretty breath-taking scenery.

    Here I am taking a breath:

    Back in Melbourne, I met a girl from Sweden. Her name’s Annika. She wants to stay in Australia, so to get a second year on her visa, she went and worked at a dairy farm in Lockington near the Victorian/New South Wales border. For 3 months. For no money. In a profession in which she has zero interest.

    Understandably, she didn’t like it much. I’m kinda ashamed we make foreign visitors do that in Australia. We are a selfish, small-minded country – as comprehensively encapsulated by our current federal government and their systematic policies of unfairness… But on the other hand, at least I got something out of this situation (not selfish).

    I got to visit a part of the country I’ve never had a reason to go to. So I twice drove up to see Annika, temporarily save her from the life of a milk maid, and spend a few days in Echuca. I introduced her to Red Dwarf and we stayed in a B&B that had a fireplace. (A FIREPLACE, people.)

    Both trips were great, though the guy at the B&B was a bit of a dick the second time. Got a stern lecture when we went to check out at 10.07AM. Hey, I was there at 9.55 and the counter was unattended!

    Anyway, we’re totally going out now. Here she is riding a cannon (hoho):

    Throughout the year I’ve also been back behind the radio panel at Crocmedia, where I continued my self-imposed tradition of panelling the Grand Final for “AFL Live” in a suit:

    Even panelled a few shows with cricket legend Merv Hughes. Turns out we have similar tastes in shirts:

    There were fewer sound effects this year, but that wasn’t enough to prevent another batch of bizarre audio highlights. Get a load of these:

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    As always, a thrill and a pleasure to work with the whole team, on-air and behind the scenes (and not just because they get my name right, but that does go a long way).

    So that’s the gist of it. I’m seeing the year out in Adelaide. Gonna see the old gang. Gonna play some golf. Gonna have my bowl. Gonna eat cereal. Gonna eat at my favourite spots: The Blue Bird Bakery and Charminar Indian restaurant in Brighton, that Yiros House place on Rundle Street, and maybe even Gilbert Place’s The Pancake Kitchen – just like Melbourne’s The Pancake Parlour, but everything’s 30 per cent cheaper. Just the way I like it.

    I still love Adelaide. And I love coming back to visit. It’s slowly turning into a proper city. I reckon every time I’m here, I see more solar panels and speed cameras. And little bits of Melbourne slowly being absorbed into the local scene. That’s progress, my friend.

    So that’s the gist of it. Thank you for reading, enjoy your holidays and I’ll see you in 2015. We should do lunch.

    Kind regards,
    David M. Green
    Your treat.

  • RIP Robin Williams 1951-2014

    On the sad news of the death of comedy legend Robin Williams, I wrote this piece for ABC’s The Drum.

    Kind regards,
    David M. Green