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Ric Tyler, Audio / Video Idea Engineer
Our rotating team feature continues with Ric Tyler, Audio / Video Idea Engineer who is a broadcaster, writer, idea guy, and owner of a suspicious amount of knowledge about songs recorded between 1965 and 1985.
Hi. I’m Ric and I’m a Broadcaster.
I was a broadcaster before anyone was willing to pay me to be one. As a kid, I pretended I had a radio station in our basement. The ratings were low, but the rent was right.
At my grandparents’ camp in T11 R4, I walked the railroad tracks with a transistor radio held up to my ear, listening to songs I’d someday play as “oldies.” I had an imagination. That, by some divine intervention, became my vocation.
My first part-time radio job was at AM 1230 WBME. I got fired.
We don’t talk about that.
In college, I worked at 91.9 FM WMEB, interned at WLBZ NewsCenter 2 and, in 1984, KISS 94 FM called and saved me from scrubbing the bottoms of boats in Belfast.
We don’t talk about that either.
I did the math a while ago: I spent 11 and a half years doing radio news and on-air announcing at KISS. The night I graduated from college, I didn’t celebrate. I worked on the air from six until midnight. That probably should have told me something, but my headphones were so loud I couldn’t hear myself.
Then came a ten-year detour into television, doing weather and news and getting out just before high-definition television could expose all my flaws. At the end of that long, strange trip, I joined my wife, Elizabeth, in starting what would become Sutherland Weston Marketing Communications.
I thought I was done.
“Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in!”
In 2004, radio called me home. I joined Blueberry Broadcasting, where I continue working morning drive today. My dad, rest his soul, was convinced I was working the early shift at Dunkin’.
All told, I’ve been doing this for more than 45 years. Good heavens, I’m old.
Let’s not talk about that.
Radio has cost me some parties, a lot of sleep and nearly all knowledge of nighttime television. Dan Cashman still makes fun of me for that. But broadcasting has also given me something beyond the near-mutant ability to name nearly every hit song from the mid-’60s to the mid-’80s in just three notes.
It’s given me an ear for how people speak, how stories move and how carefully chosen words can make someone stop and listen.
That experience now helps me write, develop and edit radio and television commercials. It helps me shape podcasts and plan and execute live events. I’ve even had the privilege of writing speeches for a few politicians. Some of them even got re-elected.
Our clients don’t work with a “company.” They work with people. Each of us at SWMC brings a lifetime of experiences, instincts and slightly peculiar talents to the table. Mine happens to have been forged behind a microphone, often before sunrise.
Maybe I belong in a support group that meets every other Tuesday in an abandoned convenience store up in Old Town.
“Hi. I’m Ric, and I’m a broadcaster.”
“Hi, Ric!”
But the truth is, I think, simpler: I believe I’m doing what God made me to do. That belief has carried me through some dark, snowy mornings, a lot of missed celebrations, and, still to this day, weekends that seem way too short.
After all these years, the view from here still looks best from behind a microphone.
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