In cold and snowy times, kids everywhere turn on their radios in
the hope of hearing the news that their school is closed for the day. They needn't really, of course. Most schools now have other ways of getting
information to hundreds of parents efficiently.
Educational establishments and their parent local authorities have bulk
SMS systems; and some have colourful websites or social media. If these are serviced well (and some are not),
then it might be argued radio need no longer play the role for which many of us fondly
remember it, from our duffel coat and mitten days.
Mind you, that takes half the fun away. Hearing one's school mentioned has became a
ritual. And radio stations quite enjoyed
hearing adolescents assuming deep voices as they pretended to be the Headmaster.
As the flooding of late 2012 hit, some stations responded in
the time-honoured way. Others did not. Just maybe that's absolutely right. Some stations are carving out a highly popular
reputation as being purveyors of excellent music and entertainment; and they
feel that dull lists of miserable information do not merit a place on their format. After
all, just like with school closures, there are many other ways for listeners to get
information; and even if radio is a useful solution for those on the move,
there are usually other radio stations who have carved out their reputation,
partially or wholly, as being a local
information portal. I suspect it would
take something of a major national catastrophe to prevent the Cartoon Channel
from showing cartoons on TV. It's not what it does.
But, if you are going to broadcast a service for those battling with the snow, wind or rain, the World has moved on. Yes, accurate information has a place, gilded usefully by the station's online and social presences. But radio should be more than that. Its real place now is not to serve as a shopping list; it is to be a friend, putting its arm round its tribe and helping each of them through. Reassurance, sympathy and a few comforting words. A sense of 'we're all in this together'. And the canniest of stations seize the opportunity to make dramatic listening from what is happening around them. When inclement weather causes upset, stories follow; and that's what radio does best.
Canny stations like that also realise that it's important to be on-air locally, even late at night. Yes, the audiences are small and you need to keep your powder dry for the peak audiences next day, but for the stations which attach value to this reputation, even a single, local, friendly voice speaks volumes. If I ran a BBC local station, I'd be disappointed if we could not manage it. If I ran a successful often-networked CHR music-intensive station, I might just stay in bed.
Of course, in the days before the World-wide web, radio was usefully just about
first with everything. Before
television; certainly before press; and marginally after the town-crier. Even if significant detail were required,
radio was still called upon, despite the medium not necessarily being the most
suitable. Hence, such popular features
as the chemists' rota were aired. After
all, in the days when so few shops of any kind were open after 5.30, it was
crucial to know exactly which pharmacy might be able to hand over an aspirin. Broadcasts like this 1977 example were
accordingly commonplace.
The chemists' rota
Now the long lists of lost dogs and cats have largely gone walkies, just the Shipping Forecast and the Classified Pools Check live on as a memorial to this genre of broadcasting. Had the chemists' rota remained, that too might have been intoned in a similarly beautiful poetic rhythm.
One thing i'd prefer my local BBC broadcaster to do in times of natural inconvenience is not promote idiocy. Wednesday 21st October saw fairly heavy flooding across the West Country and widespread travel disruption. The BBC Bristol morning phone-in presenter, John Darvall, seemed to delight in stories of people trying to make cross country journeys, then getting stuck, turning around and trying another route before it starts all over again.
ReplyDeleteWere these people looking after the vulnerable or providing some essential service? No, they were estate agents trying to get to their offices and the like. One caller was on three times in the space of 90 minutes. Despite being renown for picking holes in arguments when it suits him, at no point did Darvall challenge whether that journey was really neccessary and whether the caller might have been better off just going home and getting out of the way of the emergency and essential services. Instead he was calling for more stories of pointless endeavour from idiots.