The early days of commercial radio were truly great. After all,
back then, everything was local. Local ownership. Locally originated live
output. Local management.
Presenters could chatter away at will and show their personalities; and
have a real influence on the songs they played. If you were on-air, you could
expect to be in that slot for a very long time. No-one bothered much with pesky
research; or troubled with many of those dreaded coaching sessions.
There’s a view in some quarters that everything back in
UK radio back in the 70s, 80s and early 90s was perfect; and everything now is just bad. A firm view that if it all
went back to how it was, then life would be a whole lot better.
It’s not true.
I recall being a huge fan of Steve Merike on Trent in the '70s. He was my inspiration. I wanted to
meet him. To talk to him. When he mentioned in one link on-air that he’d been walking
round Bridgford Park, I started making a regular detour lest I might bump into
him. I used
to try calling in on-air, but when I got through, good old Jean answered the
phone in the adjacent studio. That was as close as I got.
You could
write in to a station, of course, and then listen forever lest you got mentioned.
Presenters wore
silky jackets and sat on pedestals.
Now, many radio presenters will be on social media merrily
chatting to their listeners all hours of the day. They use their huge transmitters to open the door
to conversations they then continue elsewhere, personally. Is that wrong? Or just different?
You don’t like the music on the station? Well, whilst once you could have banged down
the door and complained; now you resort to Twitter, and sensible stations likely
respond. My colleagues and I respond every day to bundles of emails from listeners wanting a raffle prize, a dedication, or the answer to some random question; or they want
to comment on a programme or ask how to get into radio. We try to reply to every single one.
I would assert that, dependent on format, on many stations, the conduit between presenter and listener can be more personal than ever before.
Last Winter, on a snowy January day, I was at home just before
midnight, personally updating our rather impressive ‘snow closures’ system online,
having received a dollop of late night emails from fraught head-teachers. Alongside
colleagues poised at their PCs in their homes across town, we also updated a dynamic list of information for
broadcast the following morning. And, frankly, I
know my friends down at Heart were doing much the same.
Years ago, a team of people would answer
phones on-site for a period, and then go home. Now you have a continuously updated information feed, and you can consult it day or night. There is no doubt that, for the
many stations who see this as something of value to them and their audiences, the
quality of this service is hugely improved.
I’m proud to have been part of the early pioneer ‘splitters’. I’d arrive at 4.30 for the Saturday breakfast show and pre-record links for the two Cities
I broadcast to. The were recorded on
tape, edited manually if needed and dubbed onto carts before being fired to their local transmitters. It took ages. Now, technology means that our presenters at
Free Radio can record split links for our four areas at will, and fire them
out. Stations have shared programming for
a very long time, it's just now that we can do it better.
It's crucial surely to have a station based in town? Well, not really. I care more about whether the presenter knows that they're doing. What proportion of any station's audience actually ever popped in? And listen back again to those 'local' stations of yesteryear; how local was the content of the music shows on many stations? Just slide off those rose-tinted specs.
In the 80s, the Trent OB Land Rover was a dirty beast with an aerial reaching towards Mars. We’d telephone Alyson upstairs and book it for an OB a
few weeks away; and three engineers would saunter up and drive us to the scene of the broadcast. In later times, we might plead with BT to install an ISDN for an OB afar. Either way, it was hardly immediate; and it
cost a fortune.
Now, you can broadcast from just about anywhere in the World. And with mobile
phones now serving as high quality ‘tape recorders’ any journalist can report on anything,
anywhere with ease. Discreetly too: I would not have wanted to
send any of our team into the Birmingham riots with a UHER, thank you very
much.
Music was much better when every presenter chose their own
songs. No it wasn’t. Some presenters can do a brilliant job of music
scheduling. Most cannot. It is a very different skill from ‘communication’.
I listen back to some battered old C90s of
some stations from the early days and struggle to recognise many of the songs. Few would dispute that listeners like a considerable degree of music
familiarity. It’s why they download their favourite songs. To achieve familiarity, you have to play the
songs more often than most presenters would choose to play them.
The only reason
that listeners did not turn away from some ILR stations in days of old was there was simply nowhere
else to go. Remember, one commercial station per market, Radio 1 not on FM, and Radio 2 playing pan pipes. The first sign of the ILR's FM weakness was what happened when the weaker ones created their own excellent, focused AM Gold competitors.
News bulletins were surely better. Well, they were likely
longer, that's for sure. Were they
remembered? Were the stories of
interest? Who knows. The ‘press’ model of
journalism was evident: news was often flashing blue light stories and council meetings. I applaud the often wrongly-maligned GWR for
all its work in news thinking. I
recall that Group asking the refreshing question ‘what are people really interested in?’. Journalists in the 70s and 80s might have debated that question with colleagues, but rarely would those conversations be fuelled with any deep understanding of listeners lives and worries. 'Beating the competition' was the key obsession.
Commercial radio was once great for its rich range of
programmes. Let me see now: Jazz on a Thursday night, Country on a Tuesday and so the
list went on. Truly great news if you liked Jazz or Country. It wasn’t good for me though, as I wanted to
hear the Dooleys. So, for the specialist hours, there was no station for me after 7 p.m. At all.
Now, there is format consistency; and if you do want Country there are
stations around the World to choose from.
Breakfast show recordings from long ago are a painful reminder
of a fun, yet random, period. You went
on-air and you did it. Some natural communicators produced shows of the
highest order. Many did not. Now,
visit any sensible radio station just after ten and you’ll find a gaggle of
folk considering the day's show. What
went well and what didn't? What are we planning for tomorrow? What’s the angle
on this or that? How can we get listeners involved?
The science of a breakfast
show now is now significant. It's the experiment we can never do, but how great it
would be to pitch one random old style show against one which stops every
morning to ask 'what do listeners really want to hear in their lives when they wake up tomorrow?'. Which would win?
What about 'Lost and Founds' though? And jumble sales. Radio was much
better with those, surely. I suspect not. There are lots of places to issue
announcements like that; much better suited to information listings than radio. After all, radio was once the only way to communicate a one-to-many message; now it is not. And, frankly, did folk really think "Hmmm. Think I’ll
go out today. Let me turn on the radio and see if there’s a jumble sale to go
to". As for Fanny's lost parrot. I hope she finds it, but I'd rather hear a song.
Local is better than regional surely? Let's pause to remember that when they were in different ownerships, stations would often stretch their TSAs as far as they could anyway. They wanted to trample on their neighbours and took delight in covering things across, well, the whole region. And it would be handbags at dawn for the sales people battling on the fringes.
Charity auctions? They were fun years ago. But were they really better than some of the phenomenal local fundraisers around commercial radio now? Global's efforts have been huge in scale and the then GMG did notable work for Help for Heroes . Bauer's Cash for Kids enjoys impressive support; and we burst with pride at the c. £2m we've raised in just a few years at Free Radio and Gem 106 with 'Walk for Kids' or 'Give it Up'.
I love and respect the past, and my #radiomoments are
evidence of treasured memories and lessons learned. But I relish the excitement of
the present too. As I often say, had commercial radio
architecture been sensible, we would have had huge national music brands
decades ago, supplemented by powerful
single local stations where the markets can sustain them. Instead, we’ve had to engineer some sense painfully into the structure of this industry
if it is to survive and thrive in the most challenging of economic times. It's unlikely to be a truly perfect result.
And for the people who hate it all and want to try alternative sorts of radio, never have the
barriers to entry been lower. Technology is cheap and a wealth of community stations and internet stations offer an easy platform. If you truly are good, you'll be found.
One thing has not changed – the great radio communicator. Those people will always command an audience and the gifted are truly rare.
I have a feeling
that the restructuring of radio is now approaching completion; and the medium is finding its place in a different world. Different sorts of people will be involved. Radio can be a curated background blend of your favourite songs, or it can create a ripple of dialogue which can continue in many places, not just on the air. Another golden age of
radio is beginning.
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