truthsayer said:
Want to hear excellence in voice tracking
"Excellence in VT." You're killing me.
Yes, I know Gallo. Super nice to nobodies like me, which says volumes in the radio biz.
johndavis said:
Read (I altered it for you) liners (more altering) and the only difference between you and wallpaper is paste.
I love it. Huaaah! Lets tattoo that to somebody's head.
johndavis said:
Okay, it's time ...to hang me from the rafters...
naa... we'll just sit you in the corner & duck tape you to a stool for my rant. (btw, barge in the house and have a beer one night)
I'm reminded of a scene from my favorite movie, Real Genius. (V. Kilmer/1984?) The professor is out. His students sit politely listening to a rolling reel-to-reel recorder. A few frames later the same classroom. Instructor's reel to reel again rolling--- then you see all the seats filled with recording devices in lieu of students. Pretty much what's happening today?
If we're not gonna show up, they're not either. Yeah, we got all these numbers spinning shares of the pie, (terrestrially speaking) but I question the size of the pie.
I need to know: -if Pasadena is burning.
-what freeway is completely freakin closed for no good reason.
-what Brangelina is doing right now.
-if the Texans just traded for Reggie Bush.
-who's having a party in Waller County.
How are you going to give me tickets to see Lovin Spoonful? I've got this terrific winner's scream waiting for your VoxPro. Weeeowwwwwieeee! OhmyGodIcantbelieveitiveneverwonanything!
And if you're really up there
live in your glass tower overlooking the city, rocking to the record you just selected by color-dot, and you dont tell me any of the above, then I can safely know that Pasadena is not burning.
If its 9pm, and you went on mic when the traffic department girls (who are hard-working & wonderful) were still at work, you cant tell me whats happening now. You cant know the mood of the city, or in my case, the country. You dont have
the feel, the vibe for the now, ...oh no, now I'm getting all artsy--- damn, The Change is happening to me. No one is immune... Run away everybody!
I'll admit I, the king of the phones, overdid the phoners, (You heard it here first.) but we've gotta have at least some human contact in there, and you know and I know the entertainment value of a good call. You're already sterilized by the corporate rules, and then you're further sterilized in what you can actually say in your VT, because you dont know whats going to be happening when your program airs.
Ethical employment practices and Death of Radio issues aside, it just doesnt work for me to voice-track radio any more than it works to VT Monday Night Football. Imagine. Down & distance--computer generated, random comments in, "Man, this crowd is really into it tonight." "Brett Favre is amazing." (My kids game does this!) 70's flashback: "We have a virtual plethora of human drama on display tonight." ---Yeah, you could have voice-tracked Howard Cosell.
You could voice-track a wedding reception. "We're celebrating tonight with Brad & Jennifer. Lets hear it for our bride and groom.... woooooooo."
Sara Palin, I admit, could have voice-tracked her debate with Joe Biden, and no one would have known.
You can pretty much go on a computer & voice-track sex now. But should you? Sure, it'd save budget in some cases.
I am, seriously, requesting a CB radio for Christmas. Not kidding. That is how committed I am to "live & local." Ok, there's the small speeding ticket thing too, plus thinking maybe I can gently convince the truckers to not drive side-by-side on I-10 en route to New Orleans. I speak their language. They're in my demo, you know.
johndavis said:
So, yes, the Sirius/XM 70's channel is 24/7 pukers with corny jokes...
Holy cow, I want to be on 70s XM and puke and be corny! (door wide open! ha....) btw, during one out-of-work stint, I auditioned to dj at a number of strip joints? Effectively, got a free look at naked ladies, but I really was just trying to get a job. They all were very impressed with the resume, but wouldnt hire because I couldnt puke properly.
The naked ladies on display nowadays arent really all that. They're covered with tattoos and earrings that arent in their ears, and they look like they're about to carjack somebody. There were no Nicole Kidman's or Demi Moores. whoops, sidetracked.....anyway:
Cue music (Argent: Hold Your Head Up) Its a flashback. ' 73, I think? "The Big 610!" ... K- I- L- T, HOUSTOOOON! Rockin tha Bayou City!" (hits the post!) "DA NA NA NAAAAA!"
I'm so glad my memory of that isnt voicetracked.