I’m currently sitting on my
sofa with my cat on my lap, about to enjoy a celebratory Mr Kipling Mini Battenberg and a mug of Sainsbury’s own-brand camomile tea, after successfully
pre-recording this Sunday’s In Your Inner Ear.
Tonight’s topic of conversation was 'cool’: more specifically, the very few times in our lives when we’ve felt trendy, funky, with-it or hip. Judging from our previous content – and that list of words – you might think this would have made for slim pickings. Surprisingly, we had a lot to discuss, though whether our stories made us sound cool or not will be in the eye (or ear) of the beholder.
It’s strange to have reached our twelfth show so soon, though it makes sense, as we’ve been doing it for twelve weeks. We’ve settled into a comfortable format. Our co-host Stephen mentioned before the recording how his mum listened to the show for the first time the other day, by streaming a little of episode one. I cringed inwardly as I thought of how much better the show's got since then, but I'm über hypercritical.
(You’ve got to love an umlaut.)
One thing we lack is feedback. Are people listening and do they like what they hear? Either way, we’re enjoying it. It’s an excuse to ramble with good friends and play some good music; not taking into account the songs that feature in 'Glyn’s Corner', which are of a variable standard. One week, he tried to justify 'Our Radio Rocks' by PJ & Duncan; for fuck’s sake.
Tonight’s topic of conversation was 'cool’: more specifically, the very few times in our lives when we’ve felt trendy, funky, with-it or hip. Judging from our previous content – and that list of words – you might think this would have made for slim pickings. Surprisingly, we had a lot to discuss, though whether our stories made us sound cool or not will be in the eye (or ear) of the beholder.
It’s strange to have reached our twelfth show so soon, though it makes sense, as we’ve been doing it for twelve weeks. We’ve settled into a comfortable format. Our co-host Stephen mentioned before the recording how his mum listened to the show for the first time the other day, by streaming a little of episode one. I cringed inwardly as I thought of how much better the show's got since then, but I'm über hypercritical.
(You’ve got to love an umlaut.)
One thing we lack is feedback. Are people listening and do they like what they hear? Either way, we’re enjoying it. It’s an excuse to ramble with good friends and play some good music; not taking into account the songs that feature in 'Glyn’s Corner', which are of a variable standard. One week, he tried to justify 'Our Radio Rocks' by PJ & Duncan; for fuck’s sake.