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Tuesday September 8th, 2015 in haters | No Comments »

Guests on the ABC’s The Book Club have been known to give audio books a spray. I remember particularly Lawrence Mooney’s contribution, which made me hopping mad at the time.

Will Self launched into this familiar territory in the September show claiming that listening to an audio book is an anathema to literature, which is by definition words on a page. The popularity of audio books is a sign that adults don’t want to grow up and act like adults.

It’s very simple. Eyes to get words good. Ears to get words bad. People who listen to audio books need to grow up and/or grow a brain. (If you’re visually impaired? I guess you just have to accept that you can never really access literature.)

The exception to this is if you’ve come along to a public event where Will Self has been invited to read aloud from his own works, like in this video. That’s okay. In that case, he’s following in the grand literary tradition of Dickens or something.

OR maybe he looks down on everyone in the audience for being so infantile as to listen to words and then to further demonstrate their stupidity at the end by clapping. (Toddlers clap, if you’re over 18 you need to snap out of it.)

AND he doesn’t like adult colouring in books either. He thinks they’re another sign of immaturity. As if! Check this out! I did it last night while listening to a podcast.

Still Listening

Friday June 5th, 2015 in haters | No Comments »

I’ve had a few years away from this blog, but no time at all away from story tapes. Looking back over my previous entries I realised some things have changed since I last wrote.

Cassettes are over
I know they were fairly damn over in 2011 as well, but the Yarra Libraries were kind enough to keep some on hand until 2012 when they finally chucked them all out (I managed to snaffle a few). Cassettes do have some advantages. When you press stop on a cassette it stays in exactly the same spot until you go back to it. You can’t listen to a cassette on a device with a screen, so there’s no chance of getting sucked into other screeny activities. And, although it’s a heart wrenching moment, when a cassette ribbon gets chewed up by the machine, it is quite satisfying winding them back up with a pen.

Anyway, audio books will always be story tapes to me, even when I’m downloading them into my ear-chip implants. It’s too late to change.

The line between an audio book and a podcast can be blurry
Many podcasts, including some of my favourites, consist of people sitting around having a chat, and laughing too hard at each other’s jokes. But shows like This American Life often tell shorter, scripted stories. To me, it feels a lot like listening to an audio book.

However, I don’t feel the need to create hard and fast definitions anyway. ‘Listening to voices talking without pictures’ is about as narrowly as I’d be prepared to define it.

There’s no shame in it any more
For many years whenever I admitted (and it felt like an admission) to listening to story tapes I was met with either blank stares or snorts and condescending comments. I would end up feeling defensive and saying, ‘I do read books as well.’

These days I’m having lots of supportive conversations with other audio book listeners from all kinds of backgrounds.

I first realised things had changed when I was in the green room (actually it was a school library, but it still felt glamorous) at a writer’s festival last year. Someone said, ‘Who actually listens to audio books?’ I inwardly sighed and prepared myself to for a solo defence of the format, but before I could start three other people piped up, ‘I do.’

I’m not sure why this change has happened. I suspect podcasts and the availability of services like audible have helped, but I’m no expert.

To be fair, it hasn’t all been smooth sailing. In 2013 I was disappointed by Lawrence Mooney’s audio book shaming comments on the ABC’s Book Club, but things are definitely improving.

So, I’m looking forward to writing about what I’ve been hearing again.