THE SOUND THAT STILL MAKES THE MAS*H CAST FREEZE.
Years after the final episode aired, a few familiar faces found themselves standing together on a dusty stretch of land in Southern California. It was supposed to be…
WHEN JAMIE FARR CAUSED A TRAFFIC ACCIDENT IN A VELVET DRESS
The host of the podcast leaned into the microphone, a broad smile forming on his face. He was interviewing the legendary Jamie Farr, diving into the hours the…
A SOUND BROUGHT TWO MASH STARS RIGHT BACK TO THE DIRT.
Years ago, two old friends stood near the edge of an open field in Southern California. Mike Farrell and Gary Burghoff were just catching up. It was a…
THE HILARIOUS TRUTH BEHIND THE FREEZING WINTER EPISODES OF MASH
The podcast studio is quiet for a brief moment before the host leans into the microphone and asks an entirely unexpected question. “Alan, people always talk about the…
THE SOUND THAT CHANGED EVERYTHING FOR TWO OLD FRIENDS.
The dry California grass still crunches exactly the same way it did forty years ago. It was supposed to be just a quiet afternoon drive for two old…
THE SCENE TOOK WEEKS TO WRITE… BUT LORETTA SWIT KNEW IT IMMEDIATELY.
The sound of pouring rain outside the quiet Malibu restaurant sounded exactly like the old soundstage. Loretta Swit adjusted her glasses and looked across the table at Gary…
THE NIGHT THE LAUGHTER STOPPED IN THE RECONSTRUCTED PRE-OP CHOPPER PAD.
It was a Tuesday afternoon when the three old friends sat down in a quiet studio backlot, looking at a grainy black-and-white photograph from 1975. Loretta Swit ran…
THE ENTIRE CAST WAS CRYING… BUT THE CAMERAS WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO BE ROLLING.
It was past midnight on the Malibu ranch, and the California chill was cutting straight through the thin olive-drab fatigues. The bonfire in the center of the camp…
THE SCENE WAS JUST MEANT FOR LAUGHS… BUT MIKE FARRELL COULDN’T STOP CRYING.
The studio lights were blinding, but the air inside the soundstage felt freezing cold. It was late October, past midnight, and the crew was moving with that slow,…
LORETTA SWIT NOTICED A CHANGE IN THE SOUNDSTAGE… THEN MIKE FARRELL STARTED CRYING.
It was a Tuesday afternoon in Malibu, decades after the final helicopters left the swamp. Three old friends sat around a wooden table, watching the Pacific Ocean crash…