I believe putting a gaggle of white conservative Christian women around age forty in a room to register their immediate approval or disapproval of a minute long (or less) musical clip only leads radio program directors to choose music of tomorrow that sounds just like the music of yesterday: all that’s being tested is familiarity.  Different loses.  Same wins. 

But’s that’s my opinion. 

It’s not Chuck’s.

Chuck Finney is a smart straight-forward man.  A successful man.  He’s a pioneer in the use of focus groups in the Christian radio business and he’ll tell you it’s working for him so he ain’t changing.  I enjoyed spending time with Mr. Finney when my last album first came out – honestly, our feeble attempt to woo his power into our corner over a plate of fajitas.  It didn’t work and he assured us it never would.  He swore that nothing short of a great test score would ever get my music or anyone else’s on his airwaves.  I believed him and I knew then the end was near for my radio history.  He told us essentially that it doesn’t matter if he likes me or my music if it doesn’t test well with his group.  He then suggested I cover an old song, a worship song perhaps, that would be familiar to listeners and test better.

This wouldn’t have been such grievous news for the sweating label guy sitting across from me if Mr. Finney wasn’t the man unknowingly in control of the Christian music business – at least that’s what some folks in Nashville think.  He truly seems peacefully unaware of his sway over other radio stations and of radio’s sway over the industry at large.  Virtually no one – except black gospel artists – stays on the top fifty best selling discs list created by SoundScan for long without substantial radio play – or wins a Dove Award or plays to crowds of any magnitude.  And Chuck controls a big slice of radio real estate out there, the bit small fish model their play lists after.

He programs the highly successful KLTY in Dallas, Texas but also “green lights” singles for possible play on ALL Salem owned stations nation wide, including those going by the name FISH.  Literally dozens of stations can only play songs Chuck and his team have tested and approved.  A station in Atlanta, for instance, may love a song but be unable to play it because it doesn’t test well.  Salem stations can choose to play anything they like…as long as it’s something from Chuck’s green list.  Chuck is trusted that much.  And Chuck trusts the focus group – a relatively small gathering of women listening to clips and turning a handheld knob which registers their degrees of love and hatred for hundreds of songs.

Chuck is brilliant, kind, loves God and me and his listeners and Tex Mex, but Chuck can still be wrong.  But what do I know about marketing or running a radio empire?  Jack squat.  But here’s what I’m thinking anyway.

Focus groups are an overused source of “wisdom” continually being poo-pooed by marketers who know more than jack squat – like Seth Godin, who recently lamented

“Groupthink is a problem, for one. Second, you’ve got a weird cross section of largely self-selected people, the kind of people willing to sit in a room with bad lighting to make a few bucks.

What focus groups can do for you is give you a visceral, personal, unscientific reaction to little brainstorms. They can help you push something farther and farther to see what grabs people. But the goal isn’t to do a vote or a census. Any time your focus group results include percentages, you’ve wasted an afternoon.”

So do we never consult a focus group?  Do we marry focus group data to our own expertise and gut?  What would you do?  What HAVE you done with the opinions of others in your work and life beyond?  How important is the herd’s perspective to you?  How do you discern what the customer wants?  Would you manage hundreds of prospective singles any differently than Chuck if you were in his position?

I’m not sure I would.

And that’s really the point of this rambling post.  I can’t be upset with a guy who’s doing what works for him.  But I can say it’s bad science.  And I can say it’s not introducing the world to new artists, new sounds, and new ideas as often as I’d like.  It’s up to Chuck to decide if that’s reason enough to change his ways.  And if he doesn’t, well, all’s not lost.  All those unsatisfied with the music he and his group picks have to do is change the station.  Either way, I have a feeling, in time, a change is coming.