Pop Shield

Some days I get up, listen to the radio, then I travel to the radio station and get to work on the radio.  It’s like I’ve climbed inside the radio.  Other days I work on the radio, then I go about my merry way afterwards. Maybe I’ll listen to the radio while I’m cooking dinner.  I certainly still enjoy listening to the radio whether I’ve worked on it or not.  If I’m listening to something I’ve helped to create, I’ll get a little kick out it.

Today after work I sat in a dentist’s chair while they piped the Nations Favourite into the room, as they do to all their patients every day.  It happened to be an interview I recorded on Friday with US blues hobo Vertigo Vince.  It sounded reasonably well balanced from what I could hear above the noise of the polisher.

No matter how often it happens, whenever I hear stuff I’ve made at work being played out on somebody else’s radio it just feels so odd.  I just want to go up to them and say, “What on earth are you doing listening to what I made at work on your radio?”  How silly.