Making a podcast is a hard job, this is how it should be done. Everybody else is wrong.
Monday morning, Show will be recorded on Saturday. Me and the Hemlock bloke throw ideas at each other for the next few days.
Thursday night production meeting in the pub. Podcast to be recorded in 2 days. Panic sets in as we realise that we have no content. All my ideas are shot down as we're not an Eve podcast apparently, all of Van Hemlocks ideas are shot down because we're not radio 4 and Melvin Bragg turned us down.
Friday. Pretending that the podcast doesn't exist.
Saturday morning. 10:30am. Oh bugger, shouldn't have played Eve until 5. We're recording soon. Try not to drown in shower because I'm so sleepy.
Saturday: 10:45am. Will the hemlock bloke actually have woken up yet?
Saturday 11.02am. Saturday Kitchen is interrupted by frantic banging on my door and loud comments that my doorbell is broken again. I open the door after a while to let him in while missing how to finish cooking the meal. Damn you American Crayfish, you'll win now.
I announce that we're using new software to record the show. Somebody gets apprehensive.
Saturday. Later. Apparently watching the Monaco qualifying while recording is distracting. I may not agree. We go back to trying to figure out what to say. Once we can say a coherent sentence we can keep going for the whole show. Its that first hump that is hard to get past.
Saturday. 12:15. First bit recorded, we've managed to play games for the last week and documented the fact. Well HE has. I've played Eve. It gets a bit Diva-ish with calls for a smoke break and more coffee. We discuss the last segment standing next to my fish pond as I get told that it's actually a frog pond as I have no fish and an army of frogs. I plot world domination with my new army.
Repeat the last bit 2 more times. We ramble into the microphone, try and come up with something to say in the next segment around the pond and next thing we know it turns out that we've got an hour of show recorded. We don't record much more than is broadcast, it's all pretty much live that way except for editing out pauses.
Last bit of recording: Intro and outro. Somebody has problems with podcasts that begin with the letter V. If Brent could hear it he's fire us. Well, not me as I'm still not allowed to speak :) We end with a vague command for me to make the start and end sound hidden volcano island like.
13:15 Off to the pub for lunch. Sweet, sweet beer for me and whatever it is that helps vanhemlock get through the day for him. I twitter the result in the vain hope that more people will follow me than just Zenke. Although he's pretty awsome. Still, sunny day so sitting outside the pub eating good food and drinking good beer. I even have a slight tan now.
Saturday afternoon: I spend the afternoon editing instead of playing LOTRO. Honestly. And at no time did I fall asleep in the garden reading Tolkien.
Saturday evening: Hey, I edit! While listening to Eurovision. Decide to give up because it's effecting my musical choices so twitter the competition instead. We come joint last. Again.
Sunday afternoon: Monaco Grand Prix! Edit the show while paying no attention to what I'm doing. It turns out I get the least number of complaints about editing so far because of it. Very happy with the austin powers music at the end, we managed to talk that long naturally and it wasn't cut down to fit the music although I dropped the start of the track.
Later that sunday: Forgot to ask Brent how to publish a show after it's up on the RSS feed. Get a reply from him in a scary short time and wonder if he ever leaves his PC.
Tuesday morning: Monday was a bank holiday so didn't hear from hemlock. Get some vague semi-compliments about the editing not being wrong this time, I'd fire him if he wasn't the big name talent. He says the same for me about how he can't edit. We decide we still need each other and so agree to try another episode in two weeks time.
Thursday evening show debrief in the pub while getting all envious at Zenke being shown WAR. Did you know I own 20 years worth of White Dwarf? I didn't think so. I may have to use this amount of knowledge for evil. Anyway, pub! I drink too much Guiness. The non-drinker drinks coffee and smokes too much. Food is great. We contemplate our ability to survive for another week for the next show. We can ignore the problem until Monday when the cycle starts again. I'd hate to be weekly!
posted @ Friday, May 30, 2008 2:13 AM