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This announcer spotlight was written by Michelle Gearon and first published in our biannual member magazine, Easey Mag, May 2020 edition. We hope you enjoy reading this insight into story of Acid Country announcer, David Heard.
David Heard remembers sitting on a train between Geelong and Melbourne in 1978 reading an article in the Green Guide about a group of people who were “plotting a revolution” for the airwaves of Melbourne. The new station would be unique, innovative, and would focus on music that did not receive airplay on commercial stations. An avid music lover, David decided to attend a meeting at the Prince of Wales Hotel, St Kilda, to find out more about this bunch of radio revolutionaries. Over 40 years later, the Acid Country presenter is still a dedicated volunteer.
September 21st, 2005
New York City is a tunnel of thieves and vagabonds; a nauseous tale of debauchery told through the medium of billboard advertising and raucous taverns. The smell of angst signals the desperation of the locals to ransack, purge and rape any hint of cultural improvement. But once the rock star hipsters become easy to spot, the day-to-day challenge of reporting the truth can begin.
I ve been told to head for thebigapple to see if I can get the juicy on the gang of gajin talking Yo La Tengo at a shindig called CMJ.
CMJ is a devilish collection of industry narcs, two-bit bar band bozos and chili hot dog vendors, all hoping to stand close enough to 2005 s collection of great white hopes to trade it in for sexual favours and popularity back home. There is much murmur of myth and manic dashes across the long, cavernous city to attend a variety of trophy shows and dancing queen competitions. The Kentucky Derby, this is not.