My journey began in 1978, exactly two years after high school and the completion of my sophomore year at a State college in Mississippi, I was granted the opportunity to do what might have been willed to me by a form of Devine intervention.  Okay, maybe it was just a chance to skip out of a college experience that was going down hill fast.  By a stroke of luck and a recommendation by a high school classmate, who had been given the same torch, I accepted one of four positions as a broadcast engineer trainee being hosted by the Mississippi Authority for Educational Television, the PBS Network for the State.  What an awakening!  Finally, the mental stimulation that a small town boy so desperately needed to beat the odds.

I packed up my blue ’76 Mustang II and headed up the slow paced Natchez Trace Parkway destined for Corinth, Mississippi, located in the North East corner of the state.  I was as isolated as the town itself, spending ten months committed only to my study of broadcast electronics and the bed room that I rented from a landlady who spent most of her time in a bird dog position at the door of my single dwelling.

Ten months to get the FCC First Class Radio Telephone license that would pave the way to working every weekend and holiday on the calendar for the next three or so years.  Entry level positions at a television station generally started with the master control position or MC for short.  It was a huge responsibility, and the lowest pay-It was my poor hand writing that saved me from a lifetime of keeping program logs and running breaks.

The next stop for me was becoming a tape operator for the production department-countless hours of watching a waveform and vector scope while the CMX editor mastered the art of editing.  Let’s say it was like being the coal man in the engine room of the Titanic.  Tape guys and girls rock!

 Sooner than later and fortunately for me, I had the notion that I was bigger than Mississippi so I moved to New Orleans, Louisiana where I was.  It took six years at the PBS affiliate and nine years at the local NBC affiliate to find my way, and I have.

I now freelance and run Red Clay, my production company.  As a freelancer I mostly mix (A1) and/or serve as audio support (A2) for sports and entertainment events.

Creative people need creative outlets for self-expression, and Red Clay Productions, Inc serves that purpose for me.  With Red Clay, I’m able to wear many different hats, working in composite or component form to serve those who see and understand my net worth.

In summary, “I like what I do and do what I like”, “Life is good”.

-Julius A. Evans,  Red Clay Productions, Inc.