Been thinking about the Parakeet Theory lately (no idea why). It goes like this…
I bought a parakeet. We became great friends and I knew my parakeet loved me because he would sing and talk to me all the time. I loved my parakeet so much that I decided to buy him a friend so he wouldn’t be lonely when I was away. From the moment I brought the new parakeet home, my first parakeet never talked to me again.
The Parakeet Theory was shared with me when I first got into radio. The lesson was that my primary focus was to be the microphone because that was, even though it didn’t look like one, was the listener.
The telephone (no smart phones way back then), was closer to an actual human. People coming into the studio, were going to be far more interesting than the lifeless microphone, and I would much rather talk to them. The same way my first parakeet found someone of his own kind…with whom he could have an actual conversation.