"those days are gone forever, over a long time ago... oh yeah..." Growing up...
Wow, what a way to grow up. Going to high school in the 70's it wasn't uncommon for some kid to land an on the air job at the local radio station.
I was 14 when I went on the air at a 1500 watt FM country station with a provisional license. I had failed one portion of my third class license and the engineer agreed to sign a provisional. Within 9 months I had moved over to the sister AM Top 40 station and I was on top of the world. I am sure I thought I was a big deal.
The equipment was fun, the jingles were jazzy, and most music came straight from records, except "If You Leave Me Now" was on a blue labeled cart for some reason. The "request line" was pretty much a farce, as we rarely listened much to the calls of the 12 year olds who wanted to hear Shaun Cassidy over and over.
You got to learn how to change UPI machine ribbons, flip a switch and manually turn the tower lights on when you signed the AM off, and occasionally - throw the turntable into neutral during Edgar Winter's "Frankenstein" and play with the timing a bit.
IT WAS, a good way for a teen to grow up... my guess is this doesn't exist anymore and it's too bad...
Any tales of your youthful experiences on this thread will be read and appreciated...
Wow, what a way to grow up. Going to high school in the 70's it wasn't uncommon for some kid to land an on the air job at the local radio station.
I was 14 when I went on the air at a 1500 watt FM country station with a provisional license. I had failed one portion of my third class license and the engineer agreed to sign a provisional. Within 9 months I had moved over to the sister AM Top 40 station and I was on top of the world. I am sure I thought I was a big deal.
The equipment was fun, the jingles were jazzy, and most music came straight from records, except "If You Leave Me Now" was on a blue labeled cart for some reason. The "request line" was pretty much a farce, as we rarely listened much to the calls of the 12 year olds who wanted to hear Shaun Cassidy over and over.
You got to learn how to change UPI machine ribbons, flip a switch and manually turn the tower lights on when you signed the AM off, and occasionally - throw the turntable into neutral during Edgar Winter's "Frankenstein" and play with the timing a bit.
IT WAS, a good way for a teen to grow up... my guess is this doesn't exist anymore and it's too bad...
Any tales of your youthful experiences on this thread will be read and appreciated...