In the center of a 1920s radio studio, with walls lined with dark wood and bronze details, a 35-year-old man stands before a vintage microphone, large and robust, typical of the era. His hair is neatly combed, parted to the side, slightly shiny from the use of hair oil, and he sports a thin mustache, following the trends of the period. Dressed in a dark, classic-cut suit with a vest and neatly adjusted tie, he maintains a confident and professional posture. The room around him is illuminated by filament lamps, while, on a table in the background, vinyl records and control equipment rest. His voice resonates firm and clear, filling the studio with authority, amid the soft hum of old machinery.
In the center of a 1920s radio studio, with walls lined with dark wood and bronze details, a 35-year-old man stands before a vintage microphone, large and robust, typical of the era. His hair is neatly combed, parted to the side, slightly shiny from the use of hair oil, and he sports a thin mustache, following the trends of the period. Dressed in a dark, classic-cut suit with a vest and neatly adjusted tie, he maintains a confident and professional posture. The room around him is illuminated by filament lamps, while, on a table in the background, vinyl records and control equipment rest. His voice resonates firm and clear, filling the studio with authority, amid the soft hum of old machinery.