The radio is poop. It's been poop for so long, and I can't even remember back to when it was non-poop. Here in Dallas, I can flip from station to station to hear the same 9 song rotation played over, and over, and over, and over, and over n over n over-n-over-n-over. But occasionally, the ridiculous 9 song payola rotation shrinks down to about 2 songs, and good-hearted innocent civilians (like you and I) are forced to listen to stuff like, "I had a bad day" and "you're beautiful" in a two song rotation.... over-n-over-n-over-n-over. The DJ's responsible for carrying this out (because you know they don't make even the smallest of decisions) should really be ashamed of their actions. Shame shame.
Fortunately, the only time I'm forced to listen to the radio is when I'm in the car and not driving. The radio is at the control of the driver. I've always believed that. I feel like I read that somewhere in Robert's Rules of Parliamentary Procedure, or perhaps it was an eleventh commandment or something. Point being, that's as good as law around here. If you're in the car with me and you even flinch like you're going for the dial, I hope your hand is very securely attached to your arm because you might loose it. Then there might be a wreck from the onboard commotion, and now look what you've caused. Somehow I'm reminded of the wise words from Chris Tucker: Don't ever step in front of a black man at the buffet.
Yet as I reflect (because that's what I'm doing), I can't remember a time when I ever actually liked radio. It was always records and tapes, then of course CD's. I remember the records of Van Halen's 1984, and Def Leopard's Hysteria (and Pyromania). And I can remember thinking at a young age; why would anyone listen to the radio? Why would you give full control over to some stranger over what you listen to? How could I possibly hand the reigns over to an (obviously) unqualified musical decision maker? At that point, I might as well be letting a stranger choose what I eat, and what I wear. It's all just very strange. Last thing I want to do is get in the car hear booty booty booty booty rockin evy-ware (you know it if you've heard it). That only goes to show that the radio plays more than just music in the tiny (payola) rotation..... because that is not music. At best you could call it a structured, recorded rambling in a rhythmic compilation of hog wash (or hog warsh, if you live in East Texas). Of course that's my opinion.
In closing, Candlebox rocks. Hear me now, believe me later. If they released that first album today, it would be a hit all over again. Pearl Jam's TEN. Seriously. Killer tunes man. (I just re-acquired those albums after an unexplainable several year break)
Hey - give 89.7 Power FM a try. http://www.897powerfm.com. Different stuff than the mainstream, and though they have their high, medium, and low rotations it's not like those mainstream stations. And the variety is good. Plus, being non-profit there are no commercials. Katharine should sooo win! She has much more of a powerful voice than that fat grampa who can't sing or dance!!!
