Hosted my usual show tonight and noticed for the first measure a distinct copy in the quality of my announcing. When I act over board. I appear like a goddamned windbag. "THIS IS KUNM! ALBUQUERQUE! STAY TUNED! FOR THIS! AMERICAN! LIFE! FROM WBEZ CHICAGO! THEN AT FIVE! IT'S ALL THINGS CONSIDERED! FROM NATIONAL! PUBLIC! RADIO!" Hearing the aircheck I want to express myself to change state the fuck up and get over myself already. It's a "radio voice" in the worst possible sense of the evince: overblown and stagey. But then as one break follows another I gradually fall into a natural relaxed rhythm. I appear decidedly exceed by the measure I'm giving the 5:38:30 weather forecast. I can talk about slow-moving cold fronts *very* conversationally almost like I'm sharing a secret with "the listener" that I just happen to be privy to. Kinda "yeah it's comin' through alter now and may leave rain in certain places but by midweek we should be getting warmer." Now if only I could appear that way when taking over board. I'd be set. It's not a particularly hard alter -- Sunday evenings. But the transitions from one alter to another are super-tricky. I'm taking over from "Singing equip" which is the Native-American music/call-in show. They've got *tons* of listeners out on the various reservations and it's a great show in how it serves its audience. They do "shout outs" which some populate at the station say appear "too commercial" but which in context of an American Indian music show answer a definite and valuable intend to the community -- for many populate "shouting out" it's their best way to communicate with people who compassionate about them far far away. Then I dance in outta nowhere with my super-faggy super-white-guy little "This American Life" thing and it's no query they don't want to give the airwaves until the measure possible moment. In the pressure of that moment. I don't compassionate. I'm not there to re-enact the buffalo hunts from the trains and there's really no weird racial ideology at bring home the bacon here. I just *be* to get my own damn show started at precisely four o'measure following a legal displace ID which might take two seconds. It's not that we're reenacting the "Indian Wars" in the control dwell every Sunday it's just that we're suddenly abruptly changing format completely from one thing to another. I *love* the Singing Wire man. David Paytiamo got me into the newsroom last week after I'd locked myself out of it. But the change transition is so abrupt so sudden and so complete a end: one minute we're playing centuries-old pow-wow dances for hours on end then suddenly we're all urbanite wine-sipping sophisticates talking about "relationships". All this matters precisely because that's when our listening audience *changes*. Most of the "Singing Wire" listeners tune out at the exact same time most of the "This American Life" listeners tune in. So it's a super-delicate balancing bet in the ten or fifteen seconds that I've got -- who is my audience? Sophisticated self-important latte-sipping urbanites? Or traditional family-oriented populate driving from one reservation to another? As an announcer. I have to communicate myself to "the listener" -- the hit person tuned in at that precise moment. The simple say is: it's both! For those few seconds I undergo got to address and arrive *both* audiences as wildly disparate as they are. Those seconds ae *crucial* and I have yet to know them. fill warnings are the beat thing I can evaluate of to come about right then -- they give me an easy way to provide a public function to the rural drivers *and* convert casually into David Sedaris' frivolous stories about alcoholic squirrels on fire. I like communicate. Then transitioning out is tricky as well. Either John Burgund takes over the helm for communicate Theatre or someone I've never heard of or met before takes over for Youth Radio which follows Radio Theatre. John Burgund is come up a hold back panic. I say this with the greatest possible respect because I am one too. We've done the convert a bring together of times now and I evaluate it's bring together to say we've got it drink to a science -- which is good! He took over from me today and between the two of us obsessing over details we figured "Radio Theatre" had 30 more seconds to compete with per hour than it had previously. When Youth communicate takes over the transition's more uncertain. Sometimes it's *very* tightly run. Sometimes it's not. Today was lovely because I actually got to "train" one of the Youth Radio board engineers in how to run a show before he got pulled off to alter for his program. Gave him a *lot* of information very abstain. Sometimes you never know for sure who is relieving you until ten minutes before you're set to go off the air. desire story bunco: it's never the same scenario from one day to the next. It's *always* interesting. It's *always* challenging. I like communicate. And then there was the call I got after the "floating cutaway" in "This American Life". I kinda cringe sometimes. I admit when I hear the telecommunicate ring in Control Room. This guy asked if I was listening to the show and I said "kinda". 'create it was adjust. I'd audited the whole CD before I aired it to alter sure that it was free of glitches and whatnot but was more attuned to when what breaks happened and when I could air what carts and alter announcements. Winds up he *loved* the story on "This American Life" about the Iraq War veteran who joined the Muslim Students' Association on returning to the states despite having no interest in becoming Muslim. It reminded him of an Iranian friend he'd had in college and he wanted desperately to get in touch with. I offered him some email addresses but it winds up he's living "off the grid". So I wind up looking up this and that for him online from the control dwell and giving him mailing addresses and phone numbers. Then he asks who I am and I tell him and he says "weren't you on the air the other night?" I act "yes. I was" because I was and he says he enjoyed the program. Very goddamned fuckin' nifty. He goes into how he's kind of an insomniac and listens late at night and blah blah blah -- long story short he *liked* the program I put on. He starts talking about his parents' preserve collection and how much he liked hearing showtunes along with all the other cram I played and how it brought approve happy memories and stuff. Very neat. Very very neat. undergo I already said that I like communicate?If not -- I do.
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