Posted by: Pejk Malinovski on October 21, 2005 05:00 PM | Comments (0)
Alright guys, my first audio post: What can European producers learn from American producers? I give you Edwin Brys, from VRT (Vlaamse Radio en Televisieomroep), he talks about the short form and the involvement of the maker. For 3 minutes and 49 seconds. No edits:
No, not pictures, pitches. Yes, he will take them: edwin.brys@vrt.be
Edwin, by the way remembered a quote when he woke up this morning; “Radio is the only medium that can make you blush in the dark.�
Edwin, what does that mean exactly?
I don’t know, but I think it sounds good.
Oh, and let me just add this crazy anecdote that has nothing to do with what Edwin is talking about: When I met Edwin last night for the first time, we realized that he is from the same little village in Belgium that my stepfather is from. AND he knows the parents of my childhood friends. Here is the map of his street. Right across from him is the little bar "De Pomp" - the pump, an old filling station which is now a great little bar. Edwin and I have been there many times and both know people who work there. Oh and a little further down the street is where my brothers girlfriend grew up. No, really the same street! But no, it doesnt stop there. In the late 80's Edwin took a photograph for the cover of one of my mothers poetry collections. Yes, this is true. Weird but true. Sorry about the digression, just had to tell you that.
Posted by: Pejk Malinovski on October 21, 2005 05:00 PM | Comments (0)
Oh, and let me just add this crazy anecdote that has nothing to do with what Edwin is talking about: When I met Edwin last night for the first time, we realized that he is from the same little village in Belgium that my stepfather is from. AND he knows the parents of my childhood friends. Here is the map of his street. Right across from him is the little bar "De Pomp" - the pump, an old filling station which is now a great little bar. Edwin and I have been there many times and both know people who work there. Oh and a little further down the street is where my brothers girlfriend grew up. No, really the same street! But no, it doesnt stop there. In the late 80's Edwin took a photograph for the cover of one of my mothers poetry collections. Yes, this is true. Weird but true. Sorry about the digression, just had to tell you that.
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