Herself suggested I should be a DJ.

This surprised me a bit as how the hell could I just suddenly start broadcasting?  I doubt RTE would want me back and I definitely wouldn’t want to go back.

All this stemmed from a little project that I started a while back.  I started going through my massive collection of recordings of songs picking out tracks I particularly like.  I am somewhat fussy so the final list is not all that big.  It currently stands at twenty six tracks which I have on my laptop and also a copy on my phone.

Every so often, Herself asks for me to play the collection.  The sound bar I bought for the television is in her room, so I can connect to it using Bluetooth whereupon I start blasting out the tracks for the pleasure of the parish.  It’s an eclectic mix of stuff from the likes of Queen, Starship, Bon Iver, Freiheit and Carly Simon.  Even Mozart pops in at one point.

Then the thought struck me – why not do a podcast thingy?  I did some research and yes, it would be possible.  I could introduce one track a week with my dulcet tones explaining why I chose the track in question.  It wouldn’t cost a cent apart from the purchase of a decent microphone.  There’s enough material

Then I thought again.  The idea of having to retire to a quiet room with no interruptions from Herself and the dog didn’t really appeal, nor was it very practical.  Also it would be too much trouble with all the editing and stuff.  And no one  would listen anyway.

So I scrapped the idea.

Maybe sometime I’ll do a regular Saturday [or Sunday] spot here where I post a song a week.  The written word is as good as the spoken one and easier to edit.  It’s just an idea.

At least I wouldn’t have to waste time thinking up a subject.