When I first had the idea of doing a golden age adult film podcast, I realized it was a pretty specialized and niche subject area. But I thought that the real history of this time had never properly emerged, and I wanted to provide a place where it could be told by the pioneers, in an unfiltered way. Good or bad.
I read somewhere that the average number of podcasts that people put out is 7. I figured I was good for 4, and if I really tried, maybe I could kick it up to 6. Good enough, I thought. Let’s do it.
At that stage, I didn’t know what I wanted to do, but I sure as heck knew what I didn’t want to do.
Firstly – I didn’t want it to be commercial: so that meant no ads, no promotions, no banners. I hate ’em. I’m sure you do too. Everything should be free in life.
Secondly – I only wanted this podcast to feature people who were actually there, in the trenches of the business, taking the risks, suffering the consequences or enjoying the spoils – their voices have been neglected over the years, and I wanted to hear from them. That meant no bloggers, academics, or cultural commentators. The world has too many opinions right now. I just want real stories.
And finally – I wanted no me. Nothing about me, or indeed nothing about any other host of this show. This isn’t about the presenter, it’s about the subject. Most of the time, I just want to get out of the way.
Except for this episode. On this 100th podcast, I want to look back at some of the favorite moments from the last 99. And tell you stories behind how we got anyone to agree to an interview in the first place. Sometimes, I can’t believe we did. In fact, I have no real idea who listens to this. But you’re listening. And I’m happy to have you here.
We’re 100 episodes old today. We made it past 7. So come on let’s celebrate. This is for you and me.