Wolfgang Hagen: "beyONd RADIO"
[1] A medium between war and digitalization |
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Radio is to be discussed here in an environment in which I suspect the medium to be not totally unknown. 80% of an average population of an average western European country listens to radio sametime during the day and statistically consume this most widely used medium on the average of over three hours a day. I would like to talk for much less time than that about radio without at the moment being on the radio and yet; precisely this probably misses the point. To talk about radio without being on the radio is like trying to smile while wearing a rigid mask. This should not be considered an excuse for all the speculations and sketchy insinuations which await you in the following. But at the very beginning I would Iike to point out to you the strange effect of mistaken identity, embarrassment, excuse and even guilt that always adheres to radio, much as if I were to have a radio jingling along next to me now during my talk, which I actually should do. And only refrain from doing because you are ill-prepared or such a pitiful Flux experiment. "For the intensely literate population, however", says Marshall McLuhan, "radio engendered a profound unlocalizable sense of guilt that sometimes expressed itself in the fellow traveller attitude. A newly found human involvement bred anxiety and insecurity and unpredictability."[1] Guilt, fear and uncertainty. More sober contemporaries like Bert Brecht have also formulated quite similarly: "I immediately had the terrible impression about radio", he says in his text on radio theory, "that it is an unimaginably old contraption, that was long ago forgotten during the turbulences of the great flood."[2] Regarded philologically, this sentence is an excellent example of the effects of the traces military technologies left in the media. The First World War as a great flood which washed away all memory of from where this medium came. Namely, from the First World War. [3] Johannes R. Becher:
"Sit down. Before you stands a trumpet speaker. Just a dial. If you turn it without hesitation, A poet from a distant city to you will speak, Words that you otherwise never understand.
Turn the dial! Who will answer?
Turn it again and the voice dwindles,
And you hear a man's voice near,
Yes in winter the nights are long,
Turn the dial! Who will tomorrow answer? Franz Werfel: "The unlimited moral value of radio broadcasting consists of its ability to elevate the great majority of dull people from base bodily interests to more differentiated spiritual experiences." [5]
Karl Kraus answers laconically in his two-liner: The pitfalls of the new medium, its scary origination out of nothingness, its undirected omnipresenee and universality foree the writers of the twenties into using earthquake-like metaphors, apoealyptic images and always toward nationalistie pride.
Once again Karl Kraus: In these early times, radio brings the world into the house much like television does today. It brings colonialistic ersatz gratification into the horne, the polar seas as well as the Bedouins in the desert, the Negroes from Harlem, and the poor natives from the South Sea Islands. And for all that still reflects on itself like an unresolved urge that is pushed by vague powers. |
FOOTNOTES: [1] Marshall McLuhan, Understanding Media, Toronto and London 1964, p. 321 [2] Berthold Brecht, Radiolheorie, in: Gesammelte Werke, Bd. 18, Frankfurt 1967, p. 11 [3] Does guilt and its subconscious effect enter radio because radio as we know it, entertainment broadcasting, was everywhere, in Austria as in America, in England as in Germany, nothing more thon a clever recycling of abandoned military equipment? "A frivolous use of a national service", as English military officers initially said, (quoted from: Victor Egert, loc. cit., p. 23) to which the honour of the fallen heroes is still bound?
[4] Quoted from Irmela Schneider (Hrg), Radio-kultur in der Weimarer Republik - Eine Dokumentation, Tübingen 1984, p. 58 ff. [5] Viktor Egert, 50 fahre Rundfunk in Österreich, Bd.1, Wien 1974, p. 12 [6] ibid., p. 12 [7] Irmelia Schneider, loc. cit., p. 37 |
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