Once upon a time I was on a breakfast radio show called The Rabbit, Amber & Cosi show. Interesting days to say the very least. I am grateful for the lessons and for being able to love on the job. Not so much the early starts.
Our Gotcha Call that was so silly we all turned into cartoon characters.
I was probably the most gullible on our team at SAFM. Actually hang on, ‘probably’ is a word easily thrown around by those that might still be clutching to denial. OK, so I got done really bad by Rabbit’s Gotcha’s more than any other person in the history of him doing them. There I said. Here’s a highlight reel that I’m pretty sure got added to beyond this point. Much to my gullible annoyance…
I wasn’t always gullible though, sometimes I was just really tired. No really, I was.
You never quite knew what to expect in an average week on SAFM. A WEEK IN REVIEW…
Like all good FM radio shows sometimes we used our position to sing songs. In the vague hope that someone might discover us. Cosi and I still think it’s a little odd that Will I.Am has spent so much bloody time in Australia filming THE VOICE, yet he hasn’t bothered to pick up the phone to at least tell us, that you know what, “You guys nailed this song. Your interpretation of the lyrics were clever and you both, more so Amber, hit all the right keys.” Thankfully we’re not the types that need praise.
As an FM radio show, we were of course always committed to uncovering the truth on a whole range of important subjects. No more so than which guy on the show do I think is the most sexy?
It wasn’t always easy sharing an interview with two other people. Especially when you’re interviewing Keanu Reeves nd you’re pretty sure, like 23% sure that Keanu and you were meant to be together romantically, yet our first conversation ever includes two handbrakes in it. I do feel 18% sure this is why it never worked out with myself and Keanu. I’m still free if you’re reading this now Keanu. You can reach me on Facebook, Twitter or Instagram. x
It wasn’t always talking total shit on our breakfast show, there was two minutes in 2008 when I turned 38 that Cosi was a really good shoulder to lean on, on and off air as I had what can only be commonly known as A SINGLE GIRLS MELTDOWN. It hit me hard that year that I was not like all my friends, most of which were happily married and had gorgeous kids, and I wasn’t sensing any of this was coming for me. And guess what? I was right. But I’m ok now. I have a dog.
And then somewhere around the first half of 2010, the boss at SAFM called me in to tell me it was time for me to leave the show. I was shocked, humiliated, hurt, but I drove off that day of my last show knowing I had made this happen. The universe had shut a door I had been fantasizing about closing myself. It was kind of tough to get on air and our there in the media telling people that it was my choice to go. But you know what, it’s part of the radio deal. You get ‘boned, knifed, and welcomed back’ by smiling faces that may have once given you the flick. My only regret was that I went along with one final segment on the show where the boys (driven by one of the bosses), sent me off to record audio pretending to find me another job. Not quite a respectful concept to forced on the girl who’s just been given the boot. But hey, that’s FM radio for you folks. Here is my leaving ‘tribute’ piece.