In the 20 minutes or so it took me to iron a playsuit and three shirts, one of which was a pesky linen shirt that took a long time to get all the wrinkles pressed out, the radio station (Class 95FM, to be precise) played exactly two and a half songs, a slew of ads and a long shpiel by Casey Kasem (how is he still on the radio?)* about some pop star that I was supposed to give a damn about. There were two different car ads, the same ad for the "Wedding Dress" exhibition at the National Museum ran twice, and there was some insipid rambling by DJs and a listener of the "Car Tunes" programme, repackaged into an ad for the programme that made me want to stab my eardrums out.
Two and a half songs in 20 minutes. Never mind whether I recognised any of them.
And they wonder why no one listens to the radio for music anymore.
* Edited to add (3:30 p.m.): Cruz Teng informs me via Twitter that it was probably Mike Kasem, son of Casey, whom I heard on the radio earlier. In which case my question is: how is it that they sound so uncannily the same?
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3 Comments:
You have no idea how happy I was to discover Lush99.5. No more than 2 ads at a time and they play really interesting music. Petrina Kow-- not so much Joe Augustin-- is hilarious in the mornings.
I listen to the symphony channel these days, if at all..less annoying. And because I'm getting old I tend to prefer the silence sometimes.
Today Kiss 92FM implanted a Boyzone song in my head. I had to purge it with Carly Rae Jepsen (of which my favourite video is this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YCiY1y3uJ3o).
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