What they, inhabitants of an air?
the Man`s, low and very concerning voice from the radio receiver reach my hearing. And right there the imagination what It, his owner begins to work? Perhaps the high brunette with blue eyes? Or the thickset, brawny blonde with a charming smile?.
And in reality it turns out that in studio of the air the little ordinary fellow, nothing externally not remarkable sits. But I - that do not know about it! And why nobility? It is so more interesting! I impose the image which is thought up by me on a sound and with pleasure I listen to favourite radio station from - for this of a wonderful voice...
Here it, a hook on which radio listeners peck. And not only women. Who told that at men the imagination is developed less?
To work for radio! Ah, as romantically! As it is unusual and fascinating! Yes? I will tell now how it - “ to broadcast “ in direct and indirect air, and you solve whether this profession is so romantic. Done? Then TISHINA - three … two … one …
Microphone, earphones … thought “ the main thing not to fall asleep “ … and … all hear a vigorous wish of kind morning and successful day. How to it it worked well? To what to ask such questions? It professional! And it is not important that after the first “ inclusions “ the girl slowly goes to a teapot to make double coffee without sugar, it is not important that then she small drafts drinks it as reviver and, sleepy, tries to put in order which - as the hair combed in the morning. The main thing that in the second and all the subsequent “ inclusions “ the girl is di - Jay (to the driver of a minibus, the student or the housewife) will give one and all excellent mood easily and positively begun day in which there is no place for yawning and a sleepiness.
Informatsionka. Here everything boils. No … Boils - not that word! Terrible voice of the chief of information service: “ Something somewhere happened? “. Silence. “ It is bad. If it happens, it will be good “. Of course, this exaggeration. However it is not so far from truth.
Correspondent: “ Accident on MKAD!!! “
Chief: “ How many victims? “
Correspondent: “ Without the victims. “
Chief: “ We do not give. There will be victims, information will be prepared. “
Correspondent: “ In Thailand again revolution! “
Chief: “ It is old … “
Correspondent: “ In Zimbabwe inflation gains steam! “
Chief: “ It is not new! Give Svezhak to me! Svezhaka! Rotten stuff everywhere! “
Correspondent: “ About! Bush otmochit again! “
Chief: “ Give! It is always interesting! What else? “
Correspondent: “ Our planet is threatened by an asteroid! Oh, My God, all of us will die! “
Chief: “ About! This, the fact that it is necessary! Give here! “
Correspondent: “ I joked … “
Chief: “ Eh … I hoped … “
All laugh …
It was “ lyrical digression “ and again: News, news, news!!! Quickly, quickly, quickly! Race behind information gains steam …
So flies by in the afternoon. Now a lunch, huh? deserved! Yes what there lunch? Sandwich, next cup of coffee and … all! The song ended, you on air. If you please to entertain listeners the “ by the low and very concerning voice “.
Here and end of the working day. As quickly it approached. We also did not notice. Someone it is lazy frays in ICQ, someone slowly gathers home, and someone discusses a new album of Zemfira in a smoking-room...
But all this in creative department, and “ novostiyshchik “ all also rush about from recording studio in an efirka, from an efirka in an informatsionka, from there in a smoking-room and again in studio... However with reduction of a news flow and they slow down the run around.
Gradually radiyshchik “ resolve “ on houses. Only di - Jay of night air melancholically conducts monologues with listeners - night-birds under penetrating sounds of a bewitching voice of Shade...
Today I strained, but tomorrow day off. Eh! Well - that as! Replaceable schedule to me to liking. However, not on holidays when all family notes at a table, and you on air behind the panel. But it is profession costs. Everywhere there are pluses and minuses.
And understanding it, you get up at five in the morning, hurry on a minibus, in time to flop in a chair in an efirka, and after to have breakfast double black coffee because you know: without radio you will never be able any more...