At Gyroscope we are always open to taking on interns for short term placements. We are a young company and all of us understand the difficulty young people have in breaking into media jobs.
I don't feel overly comfortable with advertising on my blog, but our website had some technical difficulties over the weekend, and it is consequently difficult to upload new content. Besides, I genuinely think that the internships are a great scheme, and have no problem just writing about them.
If you are after an intership opportunity there is not much better than going for a small company like Gyroscope, because you get to feel like one of the team. Many interns bring their own skills to the company, and several have found jobs here following such a placement. Bobby, who is the other programmer here, was once an intern, though it is hard to believe it when you see the depth and extent of his skills. The internship gave him the chance to show us his talents, and us the chance to find out about him.
Due to unforeseen circumstances, an internship placement has recently become available, so anyone interested should not hesitate to get in touch. We are in the midst of finishing a big project, so have lots of work needing doing, lots of chance to gain valuable experience.
To get an idea of the kind of life an intern might lead, a current intern has embarked on a video diary project. Bear in mind, however, that Gyroscope cannot take responsibility for these films, and that the opinions expressed in them are the author's own.
The first one is here:
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When you tried to kiss me
I only bit your tongue.
When you tried to get me together
I only came undone.
When you tried to tell me
The one for me was you,
I was in your mattress back in 1982.
Daria, I wont be soothed.
Daria, I wont be soothed over like,
Smoothed over like milk,
Silk, a bedspread, or a quilt,
Icing on a cake,
Or a serene translucent lake.
Daria, daria, daria,
I wont be soothed.
I wont be soothed.
When you tried to tell me
Of all the love you had,
I was cleaning oil from beaches
Seeing only what was bad.
When you tried to feed me
I only shut my mouth.
Food got on your apron
And you told me to get out.
Daria, I wont be soothed.
Daria, I wont be soothed over like,
Smoothed over like milk,
Silk, a bedspread, or a quilt,
Icing on a cake,
Or a serene translucent lake.
Daria, daria, daria,
Daria, daria, daria,
Daria, I wont be soothed.
I wont be soothed
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