The Day After The Revolution
For the Confused People
Last Wednesday in Dublin, a radio station with a massive heart and soul called TXFM shut its doors. I was fortunate enough to work there hosting the weekday lunchtime show for its two and a half year stint on the air.
Every day, we came to ‘work’ and got to broadcast music we loved to the best listeners in the world. We had guest presenters including John Grant, Gaz Coombes, and The Riptide Movement. We interviewed everyone from Noel Gallagher, to U2’s The Edge, to Paul Weller… the list goes on.
On International Women’s Day, we played all female artists all day. September 22nd 2016 was the 25th anniversary of the release of Nirvana – Nevermind. We marked it by pretending it was 1991 for the day, complete with music, news bulletins and gig guides.
We played nothing but David Bowie tracks all day long on the day he passed away. We wanted to grieve along with our listeners and show respect to the man that had given us so much. When we lost Prince, it felt right to do the same again. Time Magazine agreed.
We hosted our own stages at music festivals Electric Picnic, Longitude and Forbidden Fruit. Where we interviewed even more musicians by day, and DJed to packed out tents by night. The best part of these events for me was always putting faces to listener’s names. ‘Hi, it’s me @TwitterName’ was always greeted with hugs and smiles. ‘Is it weird that I came over?’ ‘NO! It’s great to meet you. Thank you for listening’.
In short, we were a music station. We played music we loved for people that loved to listen, and it was a pleasure and a privilege to do so.
Or listen to the song U2 wrote us (no, really!) here
For The Listeners
Thank you, thank you, thank you. For letting me into your cars, kitchens, showers(!!), and lives.
Thank you for listen to me ramble on about and play music I love. For making me laugh, and sometimes cry, with your texts and Tweets. For making my week by telling me at a gig that you were there because you first heard the artist played on my show.
Most of the time, we just shared random average days together. But sometimes, we shared births, deaths, weddings, and sick days. Soundtracked hangovers, break ups, sick days, road trips and traffic jams together. Best days, and worst days.
And that goes both ways. Sometimes, everything is a bit rubbish. And the only thing that helped was coming in to studio with a bag of records to hang out with you.
These words are not enough, but I hope they convey a sense of my appreciation. I’ll never forget you. Thank You.
For The TXFM Crew
I was an avid TXFM listener myself, the radio was almost never off in my house. I couldn’t bring myself to turn it off last Thursday and kept the static on in the background.
I think the highest compliment a station can get is when the DJs still want to listen to each other after a long day of show prep. Tuning in was never dull, and introduced me to so much fantastic music.
A massive, MASSIVE thank you to the amazing TXFM crew. Thank you. For the tunes and the pints and the endless music chats. For inspiring me every day; how could I not want to do the best job I could when surrounded with such talented and dedicated people?!
And most of all, thank you for making coming into the studio each day never feel like work.
The Last Show
I’ve put together a playlist of my final show on TXFM. Prince isn’t on Spotify so Take Me With U is missing from the final hour.
“We’ll always be together, together in electric dreams.”