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DOYLESTOWN 2016! I am returning to the Doylestown Comedy Cabaret above Poco’s on Route 611 on Saturday night October 8th. Always a sellout! Click here for tickets!

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is returning to the Media Theatre on Saturday night November 5th at 8pm. What a show!  The amazing Joe Conklin & Big Daddy and their daughters Casey and Ava!  It's gonna be tremendous! You've heard Casey sing for years on the Morning Show and Ava pretty much, well,  rip her Dad. Click here or call (610) 891-0100 for tickets and remember this show always sells out!






If you are a music lover and you haven't been listening to BIG DADDY'S CLASSIC ROCK THROWDOWN with Spins Nitely, then check it out!

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Check out last week's  10 BEST SIDE 2 CLOSING SONGS (part 1) BTW, you'll be able to call in to the podcast when you listen live and I encourage you to do so. Don't miss!




Check out Ava's podcast THE AVA GRAHAM HOUR on Wildfire Radio live every Thursday at 5:30 PM.  It's really funny and of course being a podcast you can listen to it anytime you want.  Just click here to check it out




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THURSDAY ~ Red Star Craft House in Exton PA at 8PM


I’m back at PJ Whelihan’s in Blue Bell for EVERY EAGLES GAME! Fun questions during timeouts and a halftime quiz for great prizes!


My daughter Ava is running a Quizzo nite every every Monday at 7:30pm at ROCCO'S in Wilmington!   And now at CHICKIE & PETE'S in Drexel Hill every Tuesday at 7 PM! Plus every Wednesday night at 8PM at PJ WHELIHANS in Haddonfield. Don't forget Thursday night at 7pm at CHICKIE & PETE'S in South Philly! That's a busy schedule!

Big Daddy Graham-Marc Farzetta & John Conklin taking a stab at Sinatra's "Summer Wind!" Click Here


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Here's my latest article for the South Jersey Mag...


With South Jersey schools back in full swing, I thought I would borrow the tone of one of my favorite pages from Esquire Magazine.

Bolivia exports tin        In grade school I learned that Bolivia exports tin.  Don’t ask me why I still remember this and I am forever waiting for it to come up in an everyday conversation.  I’m beginning to think it never will.

tunes logoCursive    While I do enjoy getting a handwritten letter from time to time and I love a good postcard, I’m starting to believe that the hours I spent perfecting cursive in grade school were a complete waste of time.  First of all about the only time anyone uses cursive at all anymore is when you are signing a check and for those who use automatic deposit, even that’s rare.  When is the last time anyone complimented you on your handwriting?  You want to hear something bizarre?  About the only time I get a handwritten letter sent to me at 94WIP, it’s either from a religious zealot or an ultra right wing conservative.  What’s up with that?

State Capitols           My wife knows every capitol of every state and really prides herself on this.  She has convinced herself that if she ever gets on the TV game show “Jeopardy” that every category of every round will be “State Capitols” and she’ll be the winner of that night.  What she would do the next night is anyone’s guess, but she doesn’t care.  Actually, for some reason it seems like there’s a lot of folks who pride themselves on their state capitol knowledge.  Were we constantly tested on this?  Were my daughters at Clearview tested on this like I was?  What’s the point when you can just look it up on your IPhone in a matter of seconds?  (By the way, this will be the last time in this article that I will bring up that “looking it up on your IPhone” factoid because the truth is it might apply to this entire column.)

big daddy dinerDiagramming a sentence.  Why?  Why?  Why did we spend endless hours on this nonsense?  And what in hell’s bells in a “dangling participle?”

Dissecting a frog.  Ok, lets forget for a moment that 99% of us are never going to called upon to save a frog’s life.   Seriously, if a frog was having a heart attack in the middle of the Cherry Hill Mall, which one of us would leap into action and shout out “step aside!  I know exactly what needs to be done!”  Not to mention when I was doing research for this piece I interviewed a lot of millennials and discovered that they’re still dissecting frogs.  Geez, where have they been getting frogs all these decades?   Maybe a hundred years worth of schools needing frogs.  Do they call “Frogs R Us?”  Are there trucks by the thousands that leave the Mississippi Delta every late August delivering millions of frogs to the masses?  How come there’s no animal rights groups going after these schools?  It’s an outrage!

How to make girls laugh.          I did not need a Cosmopolitan Magazine survey to hip me to the point that women love a man who makes them laugh.  I figured that out rather quickly.  It’s the reason I was constantly in hot water when I went to grade school.  What I didn’t get was why weren’t my teachers and nuns understanding this?  They were all female.  I never had a male teacher in grade school.  Didn’t they want to laugh?  They were women.  I thought they should have been encouraging me to do this, not beating the crap out of me for it.  When I go to West Catholic I didn’t have this problem because it was an all boys school.  Less trouble.  Less fun.

447PMMARCH 5TH, 2015How to breeze through a written punishment           Many, many times I had to write “I will not misbehave in class” five hundred times.  So much so I developed a very scientific method that I believe NASA uses today.   I would start at the top of the page and write “I-I-I-I” twenty five times right on down to the bottom of the page.  Then, starting at the bottom and working my way back to the top of the page, I would write “will-will-will-will” to the top of the page and on it went.  I still hold the school record for writing “I will not misbehave in class” five hundred times in four minutes and thirty eight seconds.

Never be the rat            Every now and then, a teacher would have to leave her class for a couple minutes.  She would pick some kid (almost always a girl) to stand in front of the room and write on the blackboard the names of any kid who misbehaved in the teachers absence.    I immediately noticed how quickly this geek would be ostracized from the cool kids.  When asked once by Mrs. Peabody if I wanted to be the kid writing down the “bad” kids names I said “no” and although I was kept after school that day, in the long haul it was worth it.

The hours.  And finally, what better way to wrap up a column on school than with a quote from noted scholar, former Sixer Allen Iverson,  who once said about school, “I never liked it.  I hated the hours.”  Touché.  I could have not said it better myself.  My first classes started at 730am and I remember my Mom waking me up and me thinking, “well, this stinks.”  The first class of the day now starts much later and I recently read a survey that stated that child’s mind is not ready to function properly at 730am in the morning.  Survey?!  I could have told you that when I was eight years old.  So it’s no accident that I have not had a job since 1973 where I had to set an alarm clock.  May that continue on!


Here's my latest article for the South Jersey Mag...

Living at the Wawa

Dr DonnMe and my wife Debbie have been married now for thirty four years.  34 years!  To quote Jersey comic Spins Nitely , that’s one hundred and two in man years.  It’s the same  “dog year” thing except you times it by three instead of seven.  I’m sure wives have their own metric system.

We have raised two beautiful and polite daughters and in short have had a wonderful, fun, and exciting life together.  I wish us thirty four more fantastic years together. ( Granted, I can’t say for sure what condition I’ll be in thirty four years, but I can only imagine there will be drooling involved.)

But as lucky as I have been to be married to such a wonderful woman, in all honesty I can’t say every day has been a day at the beach.  In fact, when people ask me how long I’ve been married, I tell them “thirty four years, but if you added up all the days we weren’t talking to each other, it’s more like thirty two years and three months.”

Let’s just say we’ve had our moments where I might say, “that’s it.  I’m leaving!”  Does this reduce my wife to tears?  Uh, not quite.  Her general reply goes something like “Fantastic!  Could you move out now?  I’m thinking of throwing a party.”

But I never move out.  It’s just an argument.  No big deal.  I couldn’t live without her.

But for hypothetical reasons (and for the sake of this article), where would I go?  I started playing around with options in my head. 

I first began exploring single, divorced friends I could possibly move in with.  Not forever, mind you, but for a month or so until I got my own place.  Then I discovered something.  I had very few divorced friends who either didn’t have their kids on the weekends or had a couple of them actually living with them.  And that seemed weird to me.  How would they explain me to them?  Would I be that weird Uncle who sits in the “unused” room that homes have?

Then I thought of my buddy Elliot.  He lives around the corner from me in Swedesboro.  He has no kids.  He lives with his wife Serena and he has this huge finished basement with a giant TV screen and hundreds of blu-rays.  The basement part of it is important to me because of the nature of my hours at 94WIP.  I need a quiet dark room and people who work during the day.  Mike’s house seemed to meet all my peculiar requirements.  Then I remembered that at a drunken party Mike once confessed that he likes to walk around his house in just his boxers.  No way could I handle that sight!

In the end, moving in with a friend spelled out LOSER, so I nixed that thought.

How about a hotel like the Crowne Plaza in Cherry Hill?  I remember that the film star Warren Beatty lived at the Beverly Hills Hotel for over twenty years.  This idea seemed cool and very Hugh Hefner like.  It had a beautiful lobby and was across the street from King of Pizza.  But I don’t make movie star money and that idea got eliminated also.

Then it hit me.  Where’s my favorite place on the planet earth?  The Wawa in Richwood.  I stop there every morning when my show is done and get a pork roll, egg and cheese on a bagel.  I love the place.  I’ll often hang and eat my sandwich right outside the front door.  I’ll get in brief conversations with dudes who had just been listening to me in their cars and trucks on the way in to work.

“What do you think of Ben Simmons?”

“I can’t see the Eagles playing over .500 this year.”

“Is Angelo Cataldi really that cheap?”

bdg armen pink caddy smallThe women who take your money when you pay for your order, the help behind the sandwich counter, the gas jockeys, are all extremely polite.  It’s amazing.   Who does the hiring?  How do they do it?  They are just the nicest bunch of people.

So why not move in there?  I could put a cot behind the milk cooler.  It’s dark back there and cold.  I sleep with a window unit air conditioner on year round so the “cold” part is important to me.

I would then put a recliner next to where all the sugar packets and coffee creamers are.  There’s plenty of room there.  Mount a flat screen on the wall and I’m in business!

Think about it.  I’ll never have to run to the deli to get something to eat again.  Donuts, meatball sandwiches, milk shakes (have you ever had Wawa’s “Cake Batter” shake?  It’s awesome!), candy, potato chips, jumbo hot dogs.  There’s a microwave there for every conceivable culinary delight you can think of.

There are magazines and newspapers.  There’s loads of parking on the sides and in the rear.  I would help put the Christmas decorations up and help raise donations for the various Wawa charities. 

But my absolute favorite aspect of living in a Wawa would be the endless conversations that I would have with their customers.  I would always company.  And it would help me with my talk show too.  I would always know what stories were truly on everyone’s mind.   What a great idea!
I wonder what the rent would be?







You can take an inexpensive tour  of RADIO CITY MUSIC HALL that's well worth it.

Check out MASH ARMY & NAVY on 8th Ave between 45 & 46th streets.  A blast from the past!

Folks are always asking me about piano bars in Manhattan.  There's two I would recommend and they couldn't be any bit different.  DON'T TELL MAMA is on 46th St between 8 & 9th Avenues.  It's a comfortable narrow long bar where you either sit at thee bar or at a table.  They have a singing piano player and every fourth song or so a member of the bar or serving staff will get up and sing a three song set.  And sometimes a member of the audience will get up at the mic and sing. And they have awesome food also. It's a really fun joint, but completely different from MARIE'S CRISIS CAFE which is at 59 Grove St in the Village.  (Make sure you have the address handy before you get in the cab.)  MARIE'S is a tiny hole in the wall basement club where there is a piano player but no professional singer.  YOU are the singer.  It's insane.  People (like my nutty wife) go there TO sing.  There's no microphone and literally 150 people or so will be singing at the top of their lungs to some Broadway tune  Which, by the way, IS ALL Marie's does.  They don't mix in pop tunes like MAMA does.  The two couldn't be any different from each other and any more fun if a piano bar is your bag.

A HOTEL TO STAY AT?   We always use some hotel site and often stay at one of these two hotels which I would both recommend.  THE BELVEDERE on West 48th St is clean with a nice lobby and it's very convenient to Broadway and many clubs and bars.  THE WARWICK is pricier, but still affordable when you go through Expedia.  It's at 54th & 6th and many famous folks (like the Beatles and Liz Taylor have stayed there.

IT'S ONLY A PLAY is hilarious with an amazing cast.

As obvious as this sounds, you can spend a couple hours exploring Central Park and never get bored.

Lincoln Center has a free SINATRA exhibit running till September 4th which has some pretty neat artifacts from his Hoboken days.

LEXINGTON CANDY SHOP on Lexington between 82 & 83rd St. has been opened since 1925 and is a don't miss trip.

THE METROPOLITAN ROOM on 22nd St is a very cool, classic NY cabaret room where we have seen many cool acts at a very affordable price.

BIG ONION WALKING TOURS are a lot of fun and reasonably priced.  I have taken many of them and they never disappoint.

54 BELOW on 54th St. is literally the basement of the famous Studio 54 disco. It's a terrific place to see anybody. Top notch club.

Finally made it to BIRDLAND for one of those CAST PARTY shows. What a great time and the sight lines are excellent.  Legendary jazz artists perform there and if you ever thought about seeing one of them at BIRDLAND, do it.





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