This website is long overdue, as far as I'm concerned. And lemme tell you that is pretty far. What Doug Allen will be doing here is beyond the obligation of any mortal. His aim is to keep Wolfman Jack immortal through this wacky and weird medium called the Internet. 

What a theater this is, too. It is even bigger than Wolfman's first big station, which was a then-unheard-of 200,000 watts. I am told by people who know these sorta things that the Internet can be connected to by people in Hong Kong, Moscow, Tokyo and even Newark, New Jersey. Everyone can attend Doug's museum just the way the Wolfman would like to visit a museum-from the comfort of their own homes. 

 Now, who in the name of Robert Weston Smith am I to be a part of this? 

(And now, the obligatory introduction, as set forth in the Internet Act of 1995, article 45, section 12, paragraphs 4 through 34, with the exception of paragraphs 12, 15 and 30, which make reference to nothing here with and are lousy with typos.) 

My card: Frank Cotolo. To Wolfman radio fans from 1978 on, I am more affectionately known as "Mars." It is a nickname given to me by Wolfman Jack, who it was my pleasure, honor, pride and passion to have shared a stage with in the media. 

More importantly than the fact that I lucked out and became a part of his show-business history is the fact that along the way him and me became pals. 

And through the good times and the bad times Wolfman Jack was as much a part of my life as anyone or anything, with the possible exception of a gypsy lady named Esta who to this day shares a portion of my liver. But that's a story for the website museum I will never have. 

Thanks to Doug I am fortunate to be given a podium on this web museum to share with you some of the Wolfman adventures fans never got to hear or read about; not even in his autobiography, finished shortly before his death. 

At least once a month- fingers crossed-I will make another entry in this web journal. Each entry will be a fun run into Wolfman's world of "fun and romance." You will learn a lot about "Woof" as I called him-and about his approach to entertainment. 

In essence, what will go on here will be in the spirit of any Wolfman happening. We gots to have fun, after all, it's what da Wolfman wanted us to have. 

We must-and certainly Woof would be the first and loudest-applaud Doug Allen for this endeavor. Knowing Doug for only a brief time in the history of mankind, I personally vouch for more than just his checks. He is a true-blue Wolfman fan. Moreover, he is the only person who I think can pull this thing off. It's a labor of love, a major contribution to popular culture and one of the better ways to use up cyberspace. 

Or as Wolfman would have said: "It's a production of passion and a deluge of delights, baby. Into these halls of cyberspace you will be treated to da tastiest treats da Wolfman could ever lay upon ya. You will awe and sputter ... go heavy on da sputter, will ya . . . An be sure to visit every nook and cranny of da place because these are some of da nookiest crannies ever seen in a museum." I know that's what Wolfman would have said. 
So please bookmark this site and come around often. Oh, yes, I guess I should get to the formal part. 

And now, Mars Cotolo, speaking in the spirit of the late, great and mystical Wolfman Jack, officially opens Doug Allen's Wolfman dot org (hey, can you dot an org or must it be hyphened?). 

It is with the greatest honor and certainly in the true spirit of fun and romance that I welcome you, me and all those people who cannot possibly understand English, to the New Wolf World where the streets are paved with Jack and the cyber-air is rare. 

Check in often. I will.
Mars