Who is my listener?
I ask myself that question all the time as I pick music to play on my radio show. I know very little about who’s really listening, and because I’m on from 3 to 5 a.m. Tuesdays, maybe few people are. The host who follows me told me that in the last Arbitron book before I started, my slot was the lowest-rated on the station. (Nowhere to go but up!)
I’ve had calls and e-mails from a few people since I’ve started. A man in Fredericksburg, Va., listens to my show as he delivers bread to bakeries early in the morning. I like knowing that. But that’s about it for hard facts.