Murry Sweetpants stumbled into radio after becoming a prize pig and spending so much time lurkin' in the George reception that he became part of the furniture. After a short spell being excluded from winning any prizes, Thane took him under his flightless wing and introduced him to then early morning host, Tame Iti. In 2002, Murry became the fluffer for George breakfast on the show that is The Short Black. Easing you out of bed and into the beats, the half hour of power kick-starts your day. After 7am he stays on and messes around in the shadows of Nick D producing Breakfast. Where does the Sweetpants come from? We could tell you, but we'd have to kill you.
Here's what one keen listener had to say about the show...
[This is too big for a text message and I don't want arthritic thumbs when I am old. Someone whoever please forward this on to Murry. Seeing as he is barely on air, he will no doubt have plenty of reading time on his hands.]
Murry- its time you started a poll on the George website. Or your own site like www.moremurry.com. The poll has gotta be "Vote More Airtime For Murry" or something. Its winter, its cold, a short black at the ungodly hour (or half hour to be more precise) of 7am is simply not enough any more. "Where's Thane's Head At?" might be an equally good slogan, or bumper sticker, or billboard. Plaster that one all over a Saab.
Being winter political strategists, brand gurus, people publicists, advertising hacks, spin doctors and equally dodgy dudes look for more interesting things to do. So after canvassing opinion we think you should launch a full-scale Auckland-wide (and Queenstown too) campaign to get yourself noticed around George.
People want to hear more of you. You are entertaining. The chicks love you. The guys think you are funny. Has no one there noticed? Have their pinkbits all frozen up completely? Has this Sky Digital thing numbed their senses and intuition? Potential is no use wasted (hmmmm... a great slogan for the drug police this one. Copyright. I might sell it).
If you don't back yourself then no-one will. "Murry for Mayor of the Air" (I know a few things about mayoralty campaigns, you see) would be a suitable pastime for you for the next few months, in my humble opinion. Use that pathetic half hour that they give you each morning for gratuitous self-promotion, go nuts, start a riot, get a commune, form a political movement. The Murryites perhaps?
Regards,
Bryan
If you'd like to add to Bryan's thoughts, send Murry an email. We hear he does the odd wedding.