Host Profile: Erin O.
Name: Erin O’Hare
Show: Ye Olde Tuesday Afternoon Rocke Show and Black Circle Revolution
Day Job: equity reporter for Charlottesville Tomorrow; freelance culture journalist with bylines in Women in Sound, Bandcamp Daily, Celluloid Lunch zine, and other publications.
How long have you been a host at WTJU? About four years. . . I joined after the rock marathon 2017!
Why should someone tune into your show in particular? What do you want to share with the world?
My record collection is pretty diverse, not just in genre/type/sound, but of artists. It’s important to me that music is as inclusive as possible, and that starts with sharing diverse voices––and the powerful statements they make with their music––with listeners. That said, on these two shows, I tend to play many flavors of punk, garage, and rock ‘n’ roll on both shows, and on Ye Olde, I often wrap in funk, soul, French ye-ye, ’60s girl groups, and some hip-hop, all to spice things up a bit and show listeners that all the “genres” are more related than one might presume.
Tell us about one of your biggest gaffs while in the studio.
I’m forever playing records at the wrong speed, forgetting to switch turntables from 33 to 45 or back. It happens *at least* once a show, so, tune in for some molasses voices or chipmunk chirps, if nothing else.
Favorite moments in the air studio?
When I first started, I co-hosted a late night Monday show, Just Take This With You, with DJ Walt, who is one of my closest friends. Spending two hours every week with one of my best friends, playing music we both love, and sharing new stuff was really special. Plus, my mom would call in and request Queen’s “Fat Bottomed Girls” which would crack us up.
If you could interview anyone on air, dead or alive, who would it be?
Sister Rosetta Tharpe. She invented rock ‘n’ roll and shredded the absolute f**k out of her guitar while wearing fancy dresses and high heels.
What are your guilty pleasures (Music or otherwise)?
Anything pleasurable (as long as it’s not harming someone else) should not be considered guilty!
Would you rather be trapped in an elevator with a banjo player, a bagpipes player, or an accordion player?
Banjos give me a headache, bagpipes are for Irish funerals, so, accordian. I’d close my eyes and pretend I’m in France or something.