A Radio Star Is Born

25 Feb
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Sorry to those of you who missed Tory Boy’s radio show.  Not his, exactly: he co-hosted because the usual host was out.  It’s his second time filling in.  It’s just a little campus station but he assures me last night they had as many as thirteen listeners.

Special mention goes to slp’Slip’martin for being the show’s only American listener.  Probably ever.  And to Flo for giving up Monk.

If you missed it, you can catch it on the podcast when it appears online sometime in the next decade.  I’m still waiting for the podcast of his debut a couple of weeks ago.  We only heard about it after the event because he’s, well, Tory Boy and that’s the way it works.

I know how disappointed you must be to have missed him so I have put together Tilly Bud’s DIY Guide To Re-Enacting The Activities Of A Complete Stranger’s Son:

  1. Have a son.
  2. Wait twenty years.
  3. Send him to Lancaster University, eighteen years in.
  4. Wait by the phone for the calls that never come.

Hang on a minute; that’s a different guide.  Here you go:

  1. Pretend to be a twenty-year old student male.  Unless you already are one, in which case, pretend to be yourself.
  2. Get a pair of Eighties’ earphones, the great big ones that look like Princess Leia’s hairdo encased in plastic.
  3. Have a huge amount of curly hair and a distinctive laugh.
  4. Talk into a microphone to thirteen of your closest friends and relatives and your Mum’s friends.
  5. Babble a lot about whatever comes to mind (required element).
  6. Play some records (they should be some sort of computer files, not records, I know; but anyone actually acting upon this guide is forty-something with no life and a massive record collection, so why waste it?).
  7. Laugh at every opportunity (good advice in general).

And that’s it.

I thought he did pretty well once he got into it.  I’m proud that he even tried: I like a kid that will grab every opportunity.  I think I’ll keep him.

The highlights for me were when he looked particularly daft (I didn’t get to be the mother I am by not enjoying my sons’ foolish moments to the full).  The other host put on Booker T & The MGs’ Green Onions but didn’t say what it was (quote the source!  Always quote the source.  Don’t they teach you anything at uni?).  I sent a message while it was playing, saying ‘green onions booker t & the mgs’ (I lost the ability to use the Cap button in my excitement).  The song finished; the hosts chatted a little; then Tory Boy said, ‘We’ve had a request for green onions by booker t & the mgs’ (young people never talk in capitals any more), only to be told that that was the song they’d just played.  Co-host was amazed anyone knew what it was called and TB was forced to admit the message was from his mother.  Co-host then co-admitted that the only other person in the world who probably knew the song was his own mother.

The other highlight came when TB read the request from Flo to sing along to a Robbie Williams song (there being some confusion as to whether one or other of the hosts sounded like Robbie Williams and Flo being the only person who agreed with herself that someone did).  All of the people in the studio sang along to a song beginning with ‘F’ (I forget which because I was laughing so hard I couldn’t hear it); not everyone in the studio, however, knew they were live on air.  Tory Boy did, but didn’t care. 

TB is the apple of my pie and I love him dearly but I can safely say without hesitation, repetition or deviation that he will never, ever top the charts, bless him; but his ability to poke fun at himself might win him some new friends.  It works for me.


15 Responses to “A Radio Star Is Born”

  1. sarsm February 25, 2011 at 14:49 #

    Go Tory Boy! Go!!


  2. vivinfrance February 25, 2011 at 15:18 #

    He sounds like the complete chip off the old blockess!


  3. viewfromtheside February 25, 2011 at 15:49 #

    well done to him

    radio is quite exciting, especially doing the whole ‘live’ thing


  4. vivinfrance February 25, 2011 at 16:09 #

    PS I knew the music, but had never heard of T whatsit and the Ms.


  5. flo February 25, 2011 at 18:06 #

    I think Tory Boy and Elliot should have a regular spot just to keep us lot amused!


  6. slpmartin February 25, 2011 at 18:50 #

    Actually I thought he did a good job…I did university radio for a very brief period…until I made fun of the university president…who happened to be my only listener. 😉


  7. theonlycin February 25, 2011 at 18:54 #

    Good for him, an episode in his life he will never forget 🙂


    • Tilly Bud February 26, 2011 at 10:25 #

      He packs it in, you know. At twenty, he has a cv so long, he’s going to have to edit it to make it believable.


  8. nrhatch February 25, 2011 at 20:28 #

    “Video kid is a radio star!” Go, Tory Boy, go!


  9. barb19 February 25, 2011 at 22:41 #

    I admire you for not letting any opportunity pass you by! Good on ya Tory Boy!


    • Tilly Bud February 26, 2011 at 10:26 #

      Everyone should have that attitude. I wish I did 🙂


  10. Mike Patrick February 28, 2011 at 22:28 #

    Alas, I remember the music, and still love it. It is a shame no one makes music any more—not sure what to call what they play nowadays.

    Tilly, I wish I had your sense of humor. I visit here constantly and really should comment more, just to let you know you brighten my days.


    • Tilly Bud March 1, 2011 at 11:15 #

      Mike, what a lovely thing to say. I’m honoured.


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