Farewell Naked Cantonese, Well Hello There … Name?

SO! That was the end of Naked Cantonese. Four years of laughter and tears, trying not to say “crap” on live radio, trials and tribulations, toilets and twits.

Although I’ve only ever listened to one of the programmes – the last one – I was under the impression that it has been moderately successful and attracted listeners from all over the globe. Therefore I wrote to the producer at RTHK saying we should do something else in a different format, seeing Cantonese is so popular and stuff.

No, said the producer. A REST is what’s needed now. Let’s NOT make any more Cantonese programmes.

… and that’s probably why he’s working for a government-run station. Imagine if it had been a privately owned company:

” Hey, we have a good product here that a lot of people are buying.”
” Oh, okay, then we should stop making it immediately. That will be better for business.”

So now, what do we do, irate listeners? I tell you what: Make our own radio. I invite you to come Cantoing with me through the seething underbelly of Kowloon and other places, and make podcasts and films. You won’t get paid but will learn a lot of Cantonese, and become famous in the Ukraine. What say you? Sign up, sign up!

(Oh yeah the photo? Piles ascending. Symbolism innit. The only way is up.)