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Vintage CFTR video

Posted by Craig M. Smith at SOWNY via Steve Gregory through Google Video ... three videos from Toronto's 680 CFTR-AM in the 1980s. This is the station I grew up listening to and emulating with my tape recorder as a kid. Eventually, I worked there, after the station became All News Radio 680News.

What a trip to see the first place I worked, looking not much different from the time I started working there. What a thrill to see the people I grew up listening to! What a hoot to see how much can be accomplished by talented people enjoying their work. What an joy to see that a bank of old-school cart decks and some microphones can make such wonderful radio.

Video of Mike Cooper, Tom Rivers and Steve Gregory brodcasting:
Steve: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iHfKHftCed0&feature=gv&hl=en-CA
Mike: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E7_kL46c6Yk&feature=gv&hl=en-CA
Tom: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TBazDpptQYA&feature=gv

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  1. Fun to relive the days when radio stations were more hands on and didn't run a continuous stream of ads.

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  2. haha, scott - i somehow stumbled upon this site and realized i knew you! we met through zines or IRC or something. i just remember you said my name on a traffic report once and that i bought my first electric guitar from you for $50 bucks. hope you're doing well!

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  3. Heya, teri ... yup, I think it was zines *and* IRC. Hope you got some good use out of that guitar! it wasn't the lightest, smoothest instrument, but it had some nice thick strings and was good 'n loud. Thanks for dropping by.

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