Throughout the years of sharing music, the road, and all things around, Andy and I have discovered for ourselves the power of a microphone. It's loud yet silencing, sharp yet blunt, and everywhere yet coming from one place.
He who holds the microphone holds the room.
Knowing this power and using it to spread our music and thoughts, Andrew and I started Rogues Gallery Radio over six months ago to share the microphone with our friends. We wanted to target traveling musicians who could take a moment to sit across a table and share a conversation with us, void of cell phones, video games, computers, just talking heads.
I'm sure you're aware of the connectedness of traveling musicians. When an act comes through our town, they are on the underground railroad. We want to be their Harriet Tubman.
This idea was working grand, but took a bullet wound when the A&M Theatre shut down.
After the one venue that brought through underground touring bands closed down, our guest list fell short. We began inviting on our friends and family; anyone who was willing to share their time was welcome, and it turned our show into something better. To be honest, we are quite addicted to the quality conversations every week. We love sharing thoughts with people whom we don't always get to sit down with for an hour at a time.
As we invited people onto the show, almost every person approached the thought with fear. And the reason was that little microphone that sucked in their thoughts and kept them on a record. But amazingly, after an hour passed by so quickly and painlessly, they would be hungry for more. I believe every guest that we have had the pleasure to have on our podcast thus far that tippy-toed into the studio proudly boasted out with a new sense of confidence. They came, they spoke, they conquered.
But what the funniest thing about it is: we are just having a conversation. It feels good to sit down and concentrate on your thoughts, what other opinions are out there, or even to hear about crazy shit you didn't even know existed. By the time we are rolling deep in each others minds, you've forgotten there is a microphone in your face. You weren't afraid of it at all, you were afraid of yourself.
So friends, far and wide, heed my call. Don't be afraid of your voice, don't be afraid of a microphone, and don't be afraid of us. We want to share your thoughts on our podcast, even if you think you don't have any. We will gladly help show you that you do.