Barry ZeVan can tell you stories about what it was like to do a TV weather forecast in the 1950s, '60s and early '70s, before Doppler radar, computer graphics and green-screen special effects.
He can tell you — or he can just show you. That's what he's doing with "Retro Weather," a lighthearted weekly show that he's posting on YouTube. "Please forgive me," he requests in the first segment, which was posted on April 10, "but it's been since 1977 that I've done it this way."
That way is to stand in front of a map of the continental United States with a black Magic Marker (this was also pre-Sharpie), sketching in cold fronts, circling storm areas and scribbling temperatures while unleashing a fast-paced banter intermixing the data he gleaned from weather maps with what these days would be called "dad jokes" — instead of Miami, it's Your-ami.
It's all classic ZeVan, right down to the coyish peekaboos at the camera that he takes over his shoulder. Then he flashes an impish grin and punctuates it with a giggle, a sign that while he takes the task of predicting the weather seriously, he has the exact opposite attitude about himself.
"Self-degredation is the first law of self-preservation," he said in an interview in his basement, where he sat surrounded by souvenirs from more than half a century of broadcasting. "Fortunately, laughing at myself has come naturally."
ZeVan, 81, became an icon during two stints in the Twin Cities in which he was billed as "Barry ZeVan, the Weatherman." In July 1974, he posted a Nielsen ratings record for a local weather forecast — 51% of the audience — that still stands and likely always will because of the fragmentation of the TV market through cable, satellite and streaming.
One of the people watching him was a young Louie Anderson — or, more to the point, Louie's father.
"My dad loved him," the Emmy-winning St. Paul native recalled by phone from his home in Los Angeles. "I was like 13, and when Barry came on, my dad would yell at me from the living room: 'Louie! Louie! Come watch this guy. He kills me.' And I'd run into the room and watch him look around into the camera while he was doing the forecast. He was so funny that I didn't even mind if it rained."