A Face for Radio
Because apparently I've been doing a podcast for four years?
The team at South Wales ONE reminded me today that the station has been on the air for four whole years. I’ve been with South Wales ONE since more or less day one, which means I’ve been podcasting for about that long too.
It really does seem like we got started just yesterday…
If you’ve never listened to the station, you can tune in here…
The station actually started out as “LCJ Radio”, deep in the badlands of lockdown. That’s probably why it doesn’t seem like just two years ago that we started broadcasting - I’ve got a weird relationship with pandemic time, it exists in my head as a sort of “pocket universe” or alternate timeline. A bit like when your favourite sci-fi show inexplicably does a musical episode, except that this lasted for years and was utterly grim and terrifying.
Anyway… back to the show. We started out as LCJ Radio before rebranding as South Wales ONE and my podcast “The Soundclash” started out as, believe it or not, “The Love Hour”. It turns out that my co-host, station manager Lee Jones, and I were rather incompatible with playing love songs and reading out peoples romantic messages to each other. Our final episode The Love Hour was when I was allowed to do the playlist and I filled it with murder ballads.
That was not a very romantic night.
Thankfully, Lee and I discovered our podcasting groove squabbling like an old married couple about music and asking our beloved listeners to vote for which of us is the best at picking music each week.
Our complete list of past episodes can be found here… I promise, there are some belters.
Arguably in four whole years of podcasting, we maybe should have built a bigger audience, or been snapped up for syndication, or become multi-millionaire influencers. That, however, was never the plan.
The Soundclash is my way of keeping in touch with a great mate and, if you listen in, hopefully that old camaraderie comes through. We laugh a lot. We both cheat like hell to try and win. We tell stupid jokes. At least once, we’ve become obsessed with dinosaur pornography. Mostly, we just mess about.
I hope we’re still messing about four years from now.
With love from the heart of Neverbury,
Chris