I want you from the ground up
Approximately 4 years ago I discovered another of the myriad of advantages to having an Ethernet or cable internet connection: Internet Radio. From the moment I figured out that I could stream radio from around the globe into my home/office/desk I've been quite content to spend my days with the DJs at Virgin UK. As a mainstream top 40 station in London I find that it provides me with a wonderful mix of American hits, British pop and indie, 70s and 80s classic rock and some punk from the London scene.
As I type I'm listening to Kaiser Chiefs "We are the angry mob," a catchty little tune not heard on any of my local Boston stations or even, for that matter, the River (which I adore). I appreciate that Virgin - which is generally playing music for the "drive home" when I get into the office and then goes commercial free after lunch ('cause its after midnight in London)- allows me to keep a pulse on upcoming artists and music and keep abreast of news and celebrity stuff without very much effort on my part. I like that when artists or songs "sweep" America I've generally already been swept and move on.
I cannot for the life of me figure out the Londoners love for The Fray... but I suppose we all have our level.
I am, at days end, a radio fan. I was brought up listening to radio and comedy from my father's childhood (Stan Freeburg, etc) and sometimes know more about the "news from Lake Wobegon" than I do about my own extended family. Ira Glass, the crew from Wait, Wait don't tell me and the Gabfesters are all welcome on my computer everyweek. Podcasting - the all you can eat buffet of radio - is a godsend. But there's just something so wonderful about getting into my car and finding that I'm leaving for home just in time to catch a Prairie Home Companion or All Things Considered. Unlike, seemingly, everything else these modern days, I can't plan my life to the radio or plan the radio around my life. I have no control over it except to turn it off or on. It is refreshingly simple.
And that's the news from New England where are the women are strong, the men are good looking and the children are above average.
As I type I'm listening to Kaiser Chiefs "We are the angry mob," a catchty little tune not heard on any of my local Boston stations or even, for that matter, the River (which I adore). I appreciate that Virgin - which is generally playing music for the "drive home" when I get into the office and then goes commercial free after lunch ('cause its after midnight in London)- allows me to keep a pulse on upcoming artists and music and keep abreast of news and celebrity stuff without very much effort on my part. I like that when artists or songs "sweep" America I've generally already been swept and move on.
I cannot for the life of me figure out the Londoners love for The Fray... but I suppose we all have our level.
I am, at days end, a radio fan. I was brought up listening to radio and comedy from my father's childhood (Stan Freeburg, etc) and sometimes know more about the "news from Lake Wobegon" than I do about my own extended family. Ira Glass, the crew from Wait, Wait don't tell me and the Gabfesters are all welcome on my computer everyweek. Podcasting - the all you can eat buffet of radio - is a godsend. But there's just something so wonderful about getting into my car and finding that I'm leaving for home just in time to catch a Prairie Home Companion or All Things Considered. Unlike, seemingly, everything else these modern days, I can't plan my life to the radio or plan the radio around my life. I have no control over it except to turn it off or on. It is refreshingly simple.
And that's the news from New England where are the women are strong, the men are good looking and the children are above average.
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11:38 AM
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