How often do you feel inspired? What or who last inspired you? It was last night for me and the inspiration was the Uncaged Monkeys. Let's start with the audience - 3500 people turned out on a Monday night at the Hammersmith Apollo to hear about science. Impressive. I speak at conferences, running workshops about the mechanics of using your voice effectively - pace, tone, volume, projection - so I was particularly interested in how these (now seasoned) presenters but above all, scientists, communicated to the audience in such a huge venue.
We were treated to a whirlwind look at carbon dating by Chris Addison (who, if I’m honest, could speak a bit slower - it pains me to say this as I'm a BIG fan), geek love songs by Helen Arney (ukulele + science = lots of laughs) and a look at perception with Richard Wiseman (Carmina Burana will never be the same). For me, it was Robin Ince hosting who set the tone and got me hooked. He was as excitable as a small child who had discovered a new insect in the garden and thus found a new toy.
Now, I'm a musician, not a scientist. But I have a fascination for all things medical so the last presenter was of particular interest to me - Dr Ben Goldacre, actual doctor and also writer, broadcaster and author of Bad Science. He bounded on to the stage and whizzed around it like another excitable child. His language was, quite rightly, medical and scientific whilst talking about clinical trials and withheld data. But it was the musical delivery which made him stand out as an inspirational speaker for me. He set off at an allegro pace, sometimes hitting vivace as his passion poured out of him but he slowed to a purposeful andante to give us a chance to properly listen to and digest his key points. As if to highlight how invested he is in pursuing the truth (sorry, I went a bit X Files there), Goldacre’s voice occasionally hit the high notes usually only emitted by choir boys but this only served to show us how much he cares.
Moving from the musical Dr Goldacre to the poetic Prof Brian Cox, who was the highlight of the evening for me. Whilst I have a fair grasp of medical terminology (thanks to an early stint in St John’s Ambulance and a love of Casualty, ER, City Hospital & a Dr best friend), my understanding of particle physics is, well, lacking. It didn’t matter. Listening to Cox speak was like soaking up Shakespeare – I got the general gist of it, picked up a few key phrases, but mostly enjoyed his lilting delivery. It was quite a geek-fest at the Apollo and I imagine the scientists in the audience appreciated Cox not dumbing down his language – and so did I. But it’s not just about the words. Why was I hooked on hearing more about the Large Hadron Collider and Gravity Probe B? I think it was the combination of being utterly enthralled by someone so passionate and knowledgeable about their subject and also the imagery he used. There was no background music (controversial or otherwise), just images projected onto a big screen (which were easy to view even from the cheap seats at the back) – far away galaxies viewed by the Hubble telescope, the curvature of the Earth as seen from the moon. It was pure poetry.
What makes an inspirational speaker? For me, it’s someone who speaks clearly but with passion and emotion. It’s someone who knows their subject. But ultimately it’s someone who commands my attention and my respect, someone who engages me and makes me listen whether or not I understand every word. Thank you Dr Goldacre and Prof Cox for making me want to be a better speaker.
We were all entertained and educated last night. I wish all CPD was this much fun.
- Suzanne