Radio Communautaire Missisquoi
a re-print from “The Record”
As Alice fell down the hole into Wonderland, she had no idea what adventures awaited her. Neither did any of us know what to expect as we plunged into the CIDI radio project. “I’m late” said the rabbit, and so were we often late with paying the rent or filling out applications. The Cheshire Cat kept grinning, appearing and disappearing at will. So did some of our volunteers. “Eat me, drink me” and as a result grow bigger or smaller: we’ve had those decisions to make many a time.
At the Mad Hatter’s Tea Party, the guests just enjoyed themselves, made a mess of things and moved on to a new seat. We’ve seen that happen. The Queen of Hearts wanted to do away with everyone. Yes, certain people have said bye-bye to CIDI.
How did Alice survive, how can we?
a re-print from “The Record”
A novel concept, having Radio Communautaire Missisquoi’s very own Radio Village Hall in Knowlton? Not really. Radio concert halls are prominent throughout the world. A simple Google-search shows that there’s a radio concert hall in just about every country. Radio has been synonymous with concert halls since its inception.
The concept of commercial radio not having such performance spaces has led most people in North America to believe that radio doesn’t need them anymore. The idea is to use the CD and MP3 as a vehicle along with our radios and sound systems to create a concert space in our cars, living rooms and offices, for example. It more or less leads us to believe that we don’t need live performance spaces anymore, only the few required to record the artists in the first place.
a re-print from “The Record”
Little Jack Horner sat in a corner, eating his Christmas pie
He put in his thumb and pulled out a plum
And said “What a good boy am I!”
Well, we say hit the road Jack! CIDI’s success is guaranteed only by Radio Communautaire Missisquoi volunteers working TOGETHER. A team has brought us this far and a team will continue to reflect who we are. No one person is better than another and everyone in the group has to discover what he or she has to offer.
a re-print from “The Record”
Responsibilities, responsibilities. It’s amazing how many we have. And, it’s surprising that some of us don’t seem to care. How often have we heard: “I guess I’ll get married, and if it doesn’t work out I can always get divorced”. Or, “I don’t feel like going to work today. I think I’ll call in sick”. Or “It’s good enough, who’s going to notice anyway if it isn’t perfect”?
What’s with the human species that makes us feel we can get away with things, believing we’re entitled to steal from each other? Okay, not all of us. But, one has to believe that even the righteous join in the pursuit of happiness, living out lives in controlled environments built by the not-so pure at heart.
