Very interesting article on the voices we hear at airports and on the NYC subway. The one I always notice most is Court Square in Brooklyn. You can tell the station was renamed just by the voiceover since the timing is a little rushed with the new name. I had to look it up to make sure and yes, it was 23trd Street-Ely Avenue at one time.
Airports trigger anxiety. Subway systems cause paranoia. We all know the statistics: itâ€™s riskier to get in your car than it is to board an aircraft or take a train. But our collective memories of bombings, hijackings, and poison gas attacks often turn public spaces of transport into psychic mine fields. Stuck in limbo between the here and there, pushing through a crush of strangers, we are totally vulnerable and alone. Except weâ€™re not. Thereâ€™s always the voice.
You know, the one that tells us that â€śsmoking inside the terminal is prohibited,â€ť and that â€śunattended baggage will be removed immediately,â€ť and that â€śthe next stop is Times Square.â€ť Itâ€™s sort of irritating, yet something to cling to, as familiar and pervasive as the smell of Cinnabon or axle grease.
It may surprise you to learn that these announcements are not only real people, but for the most part the same two people. They are Carolyn Hopkins and Jack Fox, two cheerful, church-going retirees who also happen to be longtime buddies.
The story of how they came to conquer the sound systems of the majority of major transportation centers across the country is groovier than youâ€™d expect. It has roots in the music industry, and features a homespun business that was able to grow beyond its Southern roots and go global by capitalizing on a weird technological niche.
The next stop is Louisville, KY.