Global Radio Commercial Production Studio At Trent FM
The Trent FM studios also housed the majority of the local commercial production studios for Global Radio. The studios produced the local commercial output of Global's local radio stations, through 8 dedicated studios. Trent FM's Castle Gate building housed 6 of these studios, and the facility remained with the station when it moved to its new home at Chapel Quarter, Nottingham in January 2007.
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