This week’s Landline is brought to you by:
A single unmoving camera angle of my unflattering upper arm
Overhead fluorescent lighting
A possibly sedated cohost (Kyle, bless him)
And the realization that our loyal tech director can’t do the show anymore
It’s a lo-fi episode in the truest sense. The first 20 minutes are just a static shot of me, slowly becoming aware of how bad overhead lighting is for women over 40. Then Kyle sort of wakes up, and we close with an emotionally stirring 12-second sign-off.
Production at public access is now officially… a mystery.
Our beloved technical director won’t be working on Landline anymore. Why? Because another show has seniority and films live at the same time: Heartland Liberty, a right-wing variety hour hosted by a dude who makes Alex Jones seem chill. That’s why we’ve been stuck in Studio B for months, making the best of it with limited crew and gear.
So we may be moving to a new location. Or a new format. Or possibly filming the next episode on my phone duct-taped to a ring light.
What do we think about moving?
We’re figuring it out. But I love this show and I want to keep it going. Thinking of starting a GoFundMe so we can rebuild a scrappy little setup that actually works. If that’s something you’d support, hit reply and let me know. Your encouragement genuinely helps.
For now: here’s the latest episode, in all its unfiltered glory.
👉 Watch episodes here
👉 Call in or leave a voicemail
👉 Light the torch and ask Public Access to put Landline in Studio A
Love y’all,
Inga
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