Jul 4 2015
I’m a podcast guy. After being a part of this industry for the last five years and over six different podcasts I can’t see it stopping soon. It’s in my blood.
It’s no wonder I’ve been fascinated with spoken work. Talk back radio was an such an integral part of life growing up. Lunch at Nan’s house always brings up the same memories – blue linoleum floors, multi-grain bread in the middle of the table, and the sounds of 4BC Talk Radio. Breakfast was porridge, copious amounts of tea, and ABC radio. When John Laws came on, it was time to wash dishes.
My brother and I had our childhood differences – he loved Star Wars with it’s by the hip action whereas I was that Star Trek guy already trying to live pragmatically. But we both were in love with Radio. The family radio, a white Casio tape deck, became our radio studio. The same tape rewritten time after time with our best radio voices and pushing of agendas, thoughts, and comedy.
The thoughts of a young boy dreaming about hosting his own radio program and talking to the people about their points of view on all things grand or small faded in time. They weren’t realistic for anyone from a working class family from the North of Brisbane. Those jobs were for the lords of radio, the men in pinstripe suits who came from money. I started listening to FM radio aware that it didn’t stir my heart like talk-back.
In 1997, I was scanning through the channels after another dreadful talk break, and ran into something which would ignite the creative passion again. It was on the car trip home from school when heard the voices of Tony Martin and Mick Molloy and couldn’t stop listening. The family went inside and I sat in the car until the show was over.
Martin Molloy was talking from the other end of society, there was no suit wearing in their studio. They were black jean, beanie wearing subversives who were self-aware, self-referential, razor sharp, and delightfully low-brow. Mick was my attitude inspiration and Tony inspired my search of wit in the ordinary.
And that inspiration still continues today. When I spent minutes discussing the architecture of the Hoke house in a Twilight review on Netflix Queue, I was channeling these two.
And that’s why I’m in love with the audio only form. Ideas and inspiration have lasted me a lifetime. If one person remembers something I’ve done or said in a podcast and it stays with them, podcasting has been a worthwhile pursuit.