The Radio Files # 3 – Names

Apologies for taking a while to get back in here and continue with the series. Allow me to explain.

I’m online at the office all day and for some reason, I just never got around to downloading iTunes for my desktop. Call me a creature of order. iTunes goes with Apple and Windows Media Player goes with Windows XP. Wrong.

A podcast called JD’s Musical Alchemy finally got me to download iTunes and in turn, opened up a whole new world to me on my desktop!

That’s what I’ve been busy with. Subscribing, subscribing, subscribing to podcasts like there’s no tomorrow. That in turn got me excited about doing one myself with ex-morning show partner, Zach! Zach and Joey 2.0!

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The Radio Files # 2 – Training

Once upon a time in radio land (at least in the Philippines) no talent was allowed on the air without being subjected to at least six months of training. This included the stereotypical duties relegated to trainees: the fetching of coffee; the fast food runs (or deliveries for breakfast/lunch/dinner); the categorizing of music; the writing of ad libs, the practicing of said ad libs; the graveyard spinning of 8 tracks (gawd, what are those?!), records (actual vinyl!), CDs, and eventually hard drives. All before even standing near an open mic.

Nowadays, jocks in the Philippines are hired on the basis of their pedigree, i.e. what developed country they’re from that gave them their twang and what face value they have to contribute to the station that is hiring them.Ooh. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Allow me to bite my tongue and hold that thought for a minute.

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The Radio Files # 1 – Beginnings

I was debating with myself on where, what, and how to start this mini-series of posts.

  1. Radio in the Philippines limits this geographically;
  2. Getting into radio is different the world over;
  3. Internet radio and podcasting have changed what we listen to so my experience may be irrelevant.

Decisions, decisions, decisions.

I realized that this is actually more of my way of committing to pen and paper (or shall I say electronic dots on hard drives) how it used to be when I was a jock, i.e. broadcast announcer/dj/morning show host. Sort of like a memoir slash guideline for anyone who might be interested to… listen.

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