Tag: Radio

I’m a disc jockey

I have never been ambitious. I never knew what I wanted to be when I grew up so I tried to avoid growing up.

I did want to be a dancer, a ballerina. My father said forget it you have fat ankles. So I did,  without even trying.

I never thought about being a disc jockey which is what I think of myself as now. But I still can’t quite work out what or who a disc jockey is, but I do have an example of a disc jockey.

One of the dj’s at my station was sick for weeks with a cold she could not get rid of. She sounded terrible but there she was ready to do her show (most dj’s I know are dedicated even if not paid). So she is hacking away barely able to talk and then she gets behind the microphone and turns up the pot and starts talking to her audience smooth as silk,  no indication at all she is sick. 

This story is an homage to Dusty Street. RIP

RADIO ON!

Never Learns

I like to get toasted then write something that I do not edit or clean up and put it up on my blog. This is a blog right?

I know it is a stupid thing to do but it’s as crazy as I seem to get these days. My reasoning is nobody is paying attention to me or what I say so why not just have some silly fun?

Rough day at the office, first day back doing my Wed. show which has become quite important to me and bozos which I won’t name fooled around and we ended up with dead air and beating hearts as the blind leading the blind tried to figure it out. This kinda shit pisses me off. Turned out to be a long afternoon for me. But it’s over now and I did my best and that’s really all we can do, right?

Radio Baby

When I was seventeen years old instead of going to school I went to the radio station. My father was a disc jockey and his name is Tom Donahue. The radio station was KMPX in San Francisco in 1967.  Up until then I hadn’t hung out with my father when he did radio in AM but the family was aware of Top 40, music hops and concerts as Tom  was always was putting on some show. My favorites were the Cow Palace shows he and his partner Bob Mitchell and KYA radio  put on in San Francisco in the early  60’s.

At KMPX I was the receptionist, the music librarian, an engineer and then when we moved to KSAN;  a disc jockey.  And now 50 years later I am a disc jockey once again at my local community radio station  and loving it. I didn’t think I ever wanted to be a dj after I “retired” from radio and moved to Maui in 1973  to “work on my tan.” There were enough disc jockeys in the family; my father, my brother  Sean Donahue and my step mother Raechel. I wanted to find my own path.