Those of you familiar with the important Hooting Yard Book o’ Days will know that precisely six years ago today, the very first episode of Hooting Yard On The Air was broadcast on ResonanceFM. I will be celebrating by drinking a flask of aerated lettucewater and sacrificing a (vegan, marzipan) goat.
Once upon a time, of course, radio shows were fugitive, ephemeral things, but today, with the wonders of podcasting, untold hours of Mr Key’s babbling remain available for you to download from the ResonanceFM archive. Apparently, thousands of people do, certainly more than ever read this blog.
This seems as good a time as any, then, to note that a new podcast maestro has taken over the reins, whose self-appointed task is to increase the frequency of releases. Past programmes have been issued as podcasts generally about once a fortnight, but the plan now is for them to appear twice a week, until the backlog is cleared.
For an insight into the tremendous technical challenges of the process, I refer you to this piece from the 2006 archives. Little has changed, save perhaps for the metal from which the maestro’s hat has been welded.
My thanks are due to the podcast maestro and his predecessors, and you can make their dedication to this noble cause worthwhile by subscribing, downloading, and listening, for so long and so often that Mr Key’s voice haunts your dreams. And please remember that the very existence of ResonanceFM is a fragile and rickety thing, and your donations to the station will help it to survive.
I may well have to invest in an electronic aural storage and replay device dedicated solely to Hooting Yard.
Now then Mr Key there is a marketing opportunity if ever I saw one
There may be an opportunity to purchase such an item very soon..
http://outaspaceman.blogspot.com/2009/08/hooting-yard-story-silo.html
O.S.M. B:52
The very thing OSM. I’ll take 2.
Might it be marketed under the more ‘trendy’ appellation of AyeLad-pod?
I worry though that full scale production mught be limited by the availability of orphan’s heads.
The parp-o-phone is magnificent. I hope to one day hear Mr. Key’s disembodied voice emanating from the orphan’s head.
I am very excited about this new schedule. There’s so many things posted here that I’ve wanted to hear read aloud. “Listening to my inner Key” is not always an adequate substitute.
“Listening to my inner Key”
Wow, you too!
My ‘inner Key’ came in really useful last week.
It read the instruction manual of Linda’s new portable metal tapping machine to me as I set up.
Linda doesn’t have an ‘inner Key’ and so found the manual incomprehensible.
O.S.M. B:52