Apparently today is some kind of festival where people exchange presents and are generally nice to each other - or at least thats the idea. So Im going to be extremely nice to the ONE listener who actually bothered to enter the competition in Ogg-Cast 50. Greg Butler, heres what you won on Bullseye: Its The Hammer Of Retribution Ogg-Cast XL, all eight hours and 45 minutes of it, on tape! See, I said it would be low-budget and appealing to those with a predilection for the 80s. If this shows anything, its how much easier it is to spread this much musical wonder so often now than it was even at the end of the 90s. Back then, I used to make semi-regular compilations from tunes Id found on the old MP3, and did so on Mini Disc. I was limited to 80 minutes at a time, and the discs werent exactly cheap. Before this, there were mixtapes, and who *didnt* make a mixtape for someone they may have liked (or, alternatively, someone they didnt like and it was filled with Rick Wakemans keyboard solos) in those days? One Ogg-Cast, here, took six tapes, and thats the whole space on my Podomatic server. However, the ones I make regularly, the four-hour shows, would take three tapes each and if I ever get 100 genuine listeners, can you think how much time, effort and expense it would take to distribute it in this format? Of course, this show owes its origins to the Wyrd Ways Rock Show, itself a tribute to Tommy Vances Friday Rock Show. Sure, an entire nation (and probably most of Ireland, the Netherlands, Belgium and bits of other countries in Western Europe) could listen to it via the muffled monaural delights of medium wave radio, but if you missed it and didnt have a useful friend whod taped it (there we are with the tapes again), youd missed that weeks show forever. You lot, on the other hand, can still get hold of Hammer XL via the thorcast.co.uk archive, and even (for now at least) the first ever show thats five and a half years old now. So next time anyone moans about how crap the 2010s are and how much better and easier life was in the eulogised, almost fetishised decade that was the 1980s (or before!), think of this post. Now all of you piss off so this priest can grow fat on goose and wine, and possibly a bag of humbugs.
Posted on: Thu, 25 Dec 2014 10:45:43 +0000
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