Welcome to Overheard Productions as it currently stands, and has stood, since 6 December 2003.
However, after 36 reboots, and reduxes, and not a little redacting, we’re now in a transition phase to splut up…
Splut up? Ok, I’ve been hanging around with a LOT of Kiwis lately.
We’re splitting into a number of reasonably well-defined entities, some of which will carry the red, white, and black livery that you currently se, others that will be similar in look and feel, and others that will be duck-diving under the surface, away from view, such that if you see them, you won’t recognise they come from the same stable.
We’ll be the Woolworths or Coles of the music/entertainment/arts and toilet-cleaning world! 😉
Stay tuned! We won’t try to put a timeframe on this changeover, as that usually ends in tears. As recently as last week.
But definitely… maybe… possibly…
Surely be to goodness, mercy and light by Saturday 21 July 2017. Say around 7pm-ish at the Yacht Club! 😉 Call it a present to ourselves…
Various gods willing, inshallah, the creeks don’t rise, and the crops don’t fail.
In eight days’ time (Sunday 30 October 2016), Overheard Productions is closing its doors OR it might be transitioning into something similar only different.
Yeah, I’d put money on the latter!
Hold on. 30/10/2016 = 13 = 4 = death. Strangely appropriate in one way, but a bit final given my plans! Meh, that numbers game is like a horoscope to me. Interesting for shizs and giggles, but not to be taken overly serious.
[Just look over there while I throw some salt over my left shoulder and turn around three times.]
Over the next eight days, I’m going to (as time permits) resurrect some old interviews and sound files. I’m paying these days for unlimited Soundcloud space, so I might as well make use of it.
This is one that I strangely never attached to a WordPress document, which is very weird since it’s one of my favourites with one of my all-time favourite on air/screen people.
When the Spicks and Specks offered me a choice of Alan Brough or Myf to interview, I did think that Alan would be a fascinating man to speak with given his encyclopaedic knowledge of music and his brilliantly dry and funny wit.
I was like a cat on a hot tin roof, though not as alley cat-like as my daughter figured (as mentioned in the interview).
Myf is currently presenting the lunch show (11am to 2pm ADST) on Double J radio (digital radio, online and Channel 200 on Free To Air television). Though at the time of writing (Saturday 22 October 2016), I believe she may still be overseas and the chair is being skillfully warmed by the aforementioned Alan Brough.
No, that must have been a pack of lies, as my late mother would say. Looks like she’s back!
In more recent times, Karen Green has been very active on Twitter, sharing thoughts, links and events about social justice. It was this interest that led to a chain of events that saw her enter a portrait of Kon Karapanagiotidis of the Melbourne-based Asylum Seekers Resource Centre in the 2016 Archibald Prize.
Kon Karapanagiotidis by Karen Green. Entry in 2016 Archibald Prize. Reprinted with kind permission of Karen Green.Continue reading →
Matt Barker hails from Southend in Essex UK, which is a shame since most of the taxis won’t go further than Basildon.
That gag was an entry in the Morris Men-tal Institute Joke Competition of August 1936 and told repeatedly until a cease and desist order from the Greater London Department of Public Transport and Sun Beds in February 1937.
Where were we? Talking about Matt Barker and his two fabulous radio shows.
The Matt Barker Radio Show is two hours of finely organised chaos, going out to the world on Fridays at 6pm UK time, available on podcast from Mixcloud.
While the Deuce Radio Show is a tight little package (careful!) of the best new independent music to tumble onto Matt’s desk.
In this interview, Matt talks with Bill Quinn of Overheard Productions about the mechanics and motivations behind these shows, plus his future plans for well-funded world domination.
If you’ve got a favourite radio show that you believe deserves more earholes wrapped around its fruity, global goodness, drop Overheard Productions a line at firstname.lastname@example.org or leave a comment on this article.
Yours in great independent music
Brisbane, Australia – this week, unless the police catch up with me again…
On Friday 9 September 2016, at approximately 23:40, officers of the Queensland Flying Peleton Brigade boarded the train to Cleveland which had been held at Lota station and removed Bill Quinn.
Mr Quinn is current head of logistics for the Overheard Group, including Benevolent Ethical Entertainment Presenter (BEEP!) of Overheard Productions and Tawp Dawg at Bill The Housesitter.
Mr Quinn was spotted later that night in the comfy chair at #36. He’s chill. And there’s a perfect extra resource with some of these bit players.
[I’m leaving that sentence there because in time, the meaning of whatever the hairy heck it was that I meant may reveal itself. Picture a man, barely alive, lying in bed at about 3am, trying to stay awake long enough to post a brief update, but whose face kept falling asleep and slamming into the phone.]
Ask Bill if you’re looking for some promotional exposure.
But right now he’s talking Braille, so please check back at 11pm on Sunday 11 September (London time), 8am Monday 12 September (Brisbane time) or call +61-555-000-000 (for a good time).
Capalaba, Redlands Council District, Queensland, Australia
The program showcases bands, performers and troupes from across the broad spectrum of bluegrass, Americana, roots, acoustic and alt-country, and a few others around the blurred edges of folk.
It’s a 100% community and volunteeer-run operation, making its longevity and sustainability all the more remarkable. And laudable.
It gets even better than that – but you’ll have to listen to the interview for the part that rocked me back on my heels.
And upturned kayak.
The show has reached an eye-watering 750+ episodes as of April 2014, many of which are freely available from the Woodsongs website in audio and video formats. Apart from its legion of individual listeners, Woodsongs has spawned a string of coffeehouse groups which meet to experience the show as a community.
And it’s not like Michael has anything else to do with his spare time.
Like being a singer-songwriter of many years standing. Or touring. Or arranging other concerts. Or building a log cabin and surrounding structures plus landscaping and bridges etc. bare-handed. Or being a father of two adult children (and two more on the way in one hit).
No, I lied. He’s all of that and more.
An just get a load of where he got his folk beginnings from. I can only interpret my silence at hearing who his neighbour was in upstate New York as a little mild shock and awe.
On a chilly autumnal morning in Sydney, I stepped off the Manly* Ferry and found a suitable-ish place to record an interview over the shaky airwaves from Australia to Lexington, Kentucky. A picture of my luxurious chair in the ‘recording studio’ appears below.
* For international audiences, ‘Manly’ refers to a suburb and location on the north side of Sydney Harbour named ‘Manly’. We don’t believe in forcing gender stereotypes onto our aquatic transport vessels. Actually, if anything, we refer to them as ‘her‘ for the most part. Continue reading →
[Insert audible groan of indecision mixed with ‘Oh well, why the hell not’-ness.]
I realise that ‘Year in Review’ blogs and lists can seem as passé as flash mobs and….. other things that are passé.
Like saying that things are ‘passé’.
But as per the opening sentence, ‘Why not?’.
As with many things that I’ve written since age 14, this may provide a mixture of utility for others (especially if I’m reduxing your interview or news event) and utility for me. It’s a natural progression from the Year in Review emails and Farcebook notes I’ve written in years gone by.
This 2012 version was prompted by that nonsensical Farcebook function that purports to consolidate your 20 biggest moments of 2012, using an algorithm that was obviously created by a very finitenumber of monkeys on a finite number of very old typewriters.
My glittering pseudo-career on community radio took an extended break in May when I hung up my boots from Artsound FM.
I love presenting radio programs. I’ve discovered so much good music, so many talented performers and met so many good people through it. But it’s nice to have a little more breathing room and leisure time.
I tend to throw myself in to things like this, boots and all, somtimes at the cost of sensible balance with other things, so I have enjoyed putting my energies into other areas.