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                     Radio in rugged 
                      Peru 
                      by 
                      Don Moore 
                     From 
                      the city of Cajamarca a rough dirt road winds up the 
                      Peruvian mountainside and then over a barren 4,000 meter 
                      high plateau where travelers may be greeted by ice or snowstorms 
                      any day of the year. One hundred and twenty kilometers, 
                      or about eleven hours later, the road winds down the other 
                      side of the plateau and passes through the town of Chota 
                      before continuing up the Chotano River valley to the little 
                      crossroads town of Cochabamba fifty kilometers beyond. From 
                      here it another whole day's journey to the paved coastal 
                      highway and the city of Chiclayo. 
                      But branching off the main road at Cochabamba is a one-lane 
                      dirt track of cutbacks and blind curves clinging to the 
                      edge of a mountainside. No cars make this trip; only pickup 
                      trucks and rickety old freight trucks, their rotting wooden 
                      frames rebolted and wired together in so many places that 
                      they squeak and squeal their way up the mountain like a 
                      chorus of haunted staircases. At each curve the driver honks 
                      his horn to alert oncoming vehicles. When two trucks meet, 
                      a few shouts are exchanged, gestures made, and finally one 
                      of the two backs up, its driver praying to the saints that 
                      one more time he will avoid the sheer drops. When a wide 
                      place is reached, the other may pass. Finally sixteen hours 
                      and 200 kilometers beyond Cajamarca, the mountain is finally 
                      crested and in the valley below, amidst a green plain of 
                      fields and meadows, one catches a first glimpse of Cutervo. 
                      
                     Since 
                      1980 more than one hundred shortwave stations have started 
                      in Northern Peru. Many don't last for long, as financial 
                      realities or technical breakdowns take their toll. But the 
                      stations keep coming. The epicenter of this mass move to 
                      the airwaves has been the department of Cajamarca. Once 
                      a breadbasket of the Inca Empire, it has become home to 
                      over forty radio stations, some heard around the world. 
                      Every town, and even some villages, have or have had their 
                      local radio voices. La Voz de Cutervo is just one of these 
                      many stations. 
                      Cutervo is a typical Peruvian town of white adobe and cement 
                      block row houses roofed with red clay tiles. Life here revolves 
                      around the small shrub-filled central plaza where housewives 
                      stop to chat on their way home from the market each morning. 
                      After lunch, men gather to pass the bottle and gossip until 
                      the midday heat has lessened and its time to return to the 
                      fields. After school and through the evening, teenagers 
                      take over the plaza to half-heartedly do homework and flirt. 
                      
                     The 
                      town's Catholic church, its interior decorated with 
                      colorful local woodworking, dominates the plaza. On the 
                      other sides of the plaza are the municipal building, several 
                      stores, a pharmacy, a restaurant, and the three story Hotel 
                      San Juan. The hotel's guests are usually government workers 
                      or traveling salesmen. Cutervo is far from the tourist route. 
                      According to the townspeople, a hardy Hungarian adventurer 
                      in the 1960s was the only foreign visitor before the author 
                      and his wife wandered in. The only place in town to stay, 
                      the hotel's green cement-block walled rooms with unpainted 
                      cement floors are complete with a sink, chair, coathook, 
                      and a non-too-wide double bed and go for the bargain price 
                      of 85 (US) double occupancy. (That 85 doesn't 
                      pay for much cleaning, nor hot water!) 
                     Remote 
                      as Cutervo is, modern conveniences such as potable water 
                      and electricity have arrived. Ice cold water is piped down 
                      the mountain and into most homes by a municipal water system. 
                      The water's temperture stays ice cold when coming out the 
                      tap because few can afford gas water heaters. 
                      Electricity is more a nightly treat than a convenience. 
                      Becuase bringing kerosene to remote Cutervo is expensive, 
                      the municipal generator is only turned on from 6-10 pm. 
                      For the wealthier families this means a few hours of television 
                      from the one Chiclayo station that is received via a mountaintop 
                      repeater. To the poor majority, electricity is a bare light 
                      bulb or two hung from the kitchen ceiling. 
                      Paved streets and sidewalks grace the center of town, but 
                      a few blocks from the plaza, sidewalks end and the streets 
                      become rough cobblestone. Closer to the outskirts of town, 
                      the cobblestones give way to dirt or mud streets, depending 
                      on the season. 
                     Unlike 
                      many towns in Peru, Cutervo was neither an ancient Inca 
                      city, nor a Spanish colonial center. For centuries only 
                      a few Indian peasants enjoyed the year round spring-like 
                      climate of warm days and cool mountain air nights. Around 
                      the beginning of this century, settlers from the Cajamarca 
                      area discovered the fertile valley snuggled among the Andes 
                      mountains at 8,000 feet. Realizing its climate was perfect 
                      for growing sugarcane, coffee, vegetables, and potatoes, 
                      they established farms, and in 1905 founded Cutervo. With 
                      plentiful markets for its produce in coastal desert cities, 
                      the town prospered. 
                      Today the people who live in Cutervo, walk its streets, 
                      own its shops, and listen to its radio stations still depend 
                      on agriculture to keep their small town's economy going. 
                      Everything not consumed locally is sold in Chiclayo. Everyday, 
                      freight trucks lumber the mountain, their open topped wooden 
                      frame backs loaded high with produce. 
                      Besides transporting vegetables, the freight trucks serve 
                      another vital function. Few people own cars or trucks, and 
                      with only one bus a week to Chiclayo and back, hitching 
                      a ride on the back of a freight truck is the easiest way 
                      out of town. The average person leaves Cutervo sitting atop 
                      several tons of potatoes. At least hitching back in the 
                      empty trucks isn't quite as bumpy! 
                     Like 
                      any small farm town, Cutervo is not exciting by anyone's 
                      standards. The best the town has to offer for entertainment 
                      is a movie theater that shows karate flicks and cheap westerns 
                      when they are available - which isn't very often. In season, 
                      there are bullfights in a drab cement bullring on the edge 
                      of town. At other times sports fans content themselves with 
                      walking to the local high school to watch teenage boys play 
                      soccer. Overall, the most popular past time in Cutervo is 
                      chatting with family or friends while listening to one of 
                      the local radio stations. 
                      To an outsider, Cutervos might seem to be real animal lovers. 
                      Not only are there many dogs and cats in the streets, but 
                      a peek in the front door of many houses reveals a half dozen 
                      or more guinea pigs playing on living room floors. Cuterve¤os, 
                      however, will be quick to point out that those aren't pets 
                      - they're supper! For centuries the guinea pig, or 'cuy' 
                      has been a delicacy to Andean peoples. Skinned and fried 
                      it tastes much like rabbit, and is higher in protein than 
                      beef or pork. And, as the people of Cutervo know, it's a 
                      lot easier to raise a herd of cuy in the living room than 
                      a cow or pig! 
                     Located 
                      in a long row of adobe brick buildings half a block 
                      from the plaza, La Voz de Cutervo 
                      looks like the homemade radio station that it is. Under 
                      a handpainted multicolored wooden sign are a pair of decaying 
                      seagreen doors leading into the office. 
                      A 10x15 foot room, the office has white adobe walls, and 
                      a high ceiling of rough plaster and huge wooden beams thick 
                      with cobwebs in the corners. Going inside, to the left is 
                      the secretary's 'desk' - a green pegboard counter, its top 
                      covered with red cloth. Two wooden chairs are the only other 
                      furniture. The wall behind the counter is decorated with 
                      beer company calenders and Latin American pop music posters. 
                      Sheets of yellow legal paper are taped around the other 
                      walls at eye level. Typed onto these are the titles of most 
                      of La Voz de Cutervo's record collection, divided into catergories 
                      by song type: huaynos, pasillos, vals, ranchera, moderna, 
                      and infantil. Listeners use these to pick out songs for 
                      record dedications. Above the song lists is a generic black 
                      & white clock (the kind found in any American schoolroom); 
                      a few cheap-looking landscape paintings; and, the station's 
                      pride, an excellant 15x18 inch photograph of Cutervo, taken 
                      by a local photographer. 
                      Along the back wall, two plain brown doors marked "Locucion" 
                      and "Audio Master" lead into the 8x7-foot studios. In the 
                      middle of the main studio, 'locucion', is a table with a 
                      homemade console, two turntables, a cassette deck, and several 
                      microphones. Records, mainly 45s but some LPs, line shelves 
                      on the back wall. Separated from 'locucion' by a fiberboard 
                      wall with a large plate glass window is 'audio master' - 
                      a special studio with just a microphone for reading the 
                      news and doing interviews. Pop music posters decorate both 
                      studios. 
                     Station 
                      manager Julio Cesar Sanchez is young and enthusiastic 
                      about his work. Soon after its founding in 1980, he began 
                      working for today's crosstown competition, Radio Ilucan. 
                      Two years later, feeling he had the experience needed to 
                      make the big move, he founded La Voz de Cutervo. Dedicated 
                      to making his the best station in town and undaunted by 
                      the numerous station failures in the region, Julio believes 
                      that with hard work, radio broadcasting in these small towns 
                      can be profitable. 
                      Running the studio feedline through town, Julio put his 
                      antennas and transmitters on a hilltop outside Cutervo for 
                      better coverage. So that his station could broadcast all 
                      day, not just when the municipal power was on, he installed 
                      a generator. Car batteries charged at the transmitter site 
                      power the studio during the day. 
                      With an ear for quality, Julio runs his one kilowatt AM 
                      & SW transmitters at about 700 watts for better performance 
                      and to avoid overmodulation. He is building a fifty watt 
                      FM transmitter to give Cutervo true high-fidelity. Julio 
                      says to be the best he needs FM for listeners in town, AM 
                      for the surrounding villages, and SW to reach the more distant 
                      towns. His would be the first FM station in the department 
                      outside the city of Cajamarca. 
                     Julio's 
                      most experienced employee, and the only one to have 
                      worked outside Cutervo, is Miguel Angel Quispitongo Suxe. 
                      Miguel is one of many itinerant radio announcers of northern 
                      Peru. Like peddlers of old, these announcers journey from 
                      town to town looking for a station in need of their experience 
                      and well enough off to hire them. Leaving Oyotun, his hometown 
                      in Lambayeque department, Miguel first wandered out to the 
                      Amazon region and found work at Radio Moyobamba. Growing 
                      economically like never before, the Peruvian Amazon is a 
                      center for both oil exploration and cocaine production. 
                      The region's boundless opportunity convinced him and another 
                      Radio Moyobamba announcer to quit their jobs and found Estacion 
                      C. Bored of Moyobamba, the partners soon sold their station 
                      to Porfirio Centurion, another former Radio Moyobamba announcer. 
                      After drifting a bit, Miguel finally ended up in Cutervo. 
                      As much as he enjoys his work and the similarities of Cutervo's 
                      mountain valley climate to his hometown, Miguel feels that 
                      the opportunities to make real money in radio are in the 
                      Amazon, where he plans to eventually return. 
                      The biggest challenge for La Voz de Cutervo, or any small 
                      town radio station in Northern Peru, is getting enough income 
                      to survive. Local stores are so small they can't afford 
                      advertising much and big national and international companies 
                      such as T¡a department stores and Coca-Cola rarely 
                      spend their advertising dollars outside major cities. Therefore, 
                      most of the station's income must be generated through the 
                      sale of what are called 'comunicados' or 'servicios sociales'. 
                      These are everyman's party line in rural Latin America: 
                      where telephones are nonexistant, radio stations have taken 
                      their place! Comunicados are simply personal announcements 
                      that listeners pay the station to air. In Cutervo the going 
                      rate is about 20 (US) for three airings. The main 
                      reason that shortwave is used so extensively in this region 
                      is to allow comunicados to reach distant towns. A long as 
                      there is no other reliable method of communication, shortwave 
                      will thrive in Northern Peru. 
                     All 
                      towns are far apart, if not in distance, at least in 
                      time. Mail service may take weeks. The only way to keep 
                      in touch with family members in places near or distant is 
                      via radio. Maybe Juanita married a man from Chota. Mama 
                      hasn't seen her since the wedding and decides to go visit 
                      the newlyweds for a few days. Having the good sense to realize 
                      that Juanita will want a little notice, Mama sends one of 
                      Juanita's younger siblings over to La Voz de Cutervo with 
                      a comunicado to warn Juanita and her husband of the upcoming 
                      visit. "Juanita Arana de Valencia in Chota, your mother 
                      will be coming to visit you next week on Tuesday or Wednesday. 
                      She hopes you and your husband are well and looks forward 
                      to seeing you." It doesn't matter if Juanita doesn't hear 
                      the announcement. One of her neighbors or friends certainly 
                      will and they will pass along the news. In fact within a 
                      few hours everyone in Chota will know that Juanita's mother 
                      is coming for a visit! 
                      Alternately, maybe Don Eduardo wants to send a message to 
                      the workers on his coffee plantation, but doesn't have the 
                      time to make the four-hour round trip today. He has told 
                      them to always listen to La Voz de Cutervo while eating 
                      lunch, so he simply drives over to the station to buy a 
                      comunicado. 
                     Indeed, 
                      the lunch hour is the best time to hear comunicados. People 
                      are most likely to listen to the radio during mealtimes, 
                      so that's when the stations usually air them, in long strings, 
                      maybe broken up by an occasional song. The next most popular 
                      times are dinner time, the early evening, and breakfast 
                      time. Even people not expecting a message listen. After 
                      lunch, mother exchanges gossip with the neighbor who was 
                      tuned to a different station. The men at work don't wait 
                      any to discuss the days 'news' either. 
                      The record dedication is also an important source of income 
                      - La Voz de Cutervo didn't type up those song lists just 
                      to be nice! For 20 cents (US) the station will play the 
                      record of one's choice and read an accompanying announcement. 
                      Its a great way to wish happy birthday to relatives and 
                      friends, or for a young man to publicly express his affections 
                      for a certain young lady. "Jorge sends this romantic message 
                      by Julio Iglesias to his one and only love, Luisa." 
                     In 
                      a country where the average family lives on $30-$40 
                      (US) a month, it is difficult to depend on comunicados and 
                      record dedications. Making it tougher in Cutervo are two 
                      competitors, Radio Ilucan and Radio Cutervo. With three 
                      stations vying for listeners in a town of 6,000, each station 
                      tries to play the best music and get the most interesting 
                      comunicados to keep people tuned in. 
                      Of course keeping listeners means staying on the air, and 
                      equipment problems can be disastrous. Owners hope breakdowns 
                      can be repaired or at least jury-rigged with local know-how. 
                      If costly imported spare parts are essential, a long overland 
                      trip to Lima must be made, putting the station off the air 
                      for weeks. Sometimes expensive parts put a station off the 
                      air for months, even years, until the owner can scrape up 
                      enough cash for repairs. 
                      La Voz de Cutervo has been fortunate that none of these 
                      potential disasters have snuffed out the station's dreams. 
                      In 1986, they changed their shortwave frequency from 4965 
                      to 5661 khz, leaving them free of interferance. Although 
                      their weak signals are rarely heard in North America, the 
                      best time to try for them is from 0000-0400 UTC. 
                      
                    This 
                    article was first published in the 1989 Passport 
                    to World Band Radio under the title Peru: Radio Where 
                    Foreigners Never Go. The published version was shortened a 
                    little, slightly edited, and (of course) had the typos corrected. 
                    Any errors in the text below are mine.  |