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maximkovalenko) wrote2002-11-12 10:33 am
maximkovalenko) wrote2002-11-12 10:33 am
Work day (A random thought)
Today we are going to talk about doughnuts.(I think)
I was out and about this morning when I encountered a blast from the past. My father is one of the last of a dying breed...the only person I know who still has a strictly AM Radio in his pickup. While I was under the impression that AM had generallly ceased to exist, there are still many people who apparently still listen to this audio phenomena (if the ratings for that motherfucker Limbaugh are any indication).
During my AM radio odyssey, we happened to catch AM890 out of Chicago. Over a decade ago, 890 used to be the home of one of the best radio stations in the world WLS out of Chicago. I lived on WLS when I was a child, it was my first introduction to Rock and Roll...and was also the first place I ever heard The Ramones.
Now, I came again upon this station and heard two DJ's I remember form the glory days of WLS: Don Wade and Roma (his wife). The two august personages were discussing, of all things Krispy Kreme doughnuts.
People were calling in and debating the franchising, distribution and methods of obtaining said doughnut with the same strength of conviction that people debate the existance of supreme deities...
My question is simple. For fucks sake, What's the fucking point? They are only doughnuts, they are not the holy grail. They are not the Sword from the Stone and they are not the Shroud of fucking Turin. Some corporate slugs desecrated one of the coolest radio stations there ever was and dumbed it down to the point that they are taking a conversation spawned by a group of slack jawed, inbred, knuckle dragging, mouth breathing troglodytes seriously?
Years ago, radio used to mean something. Radio was an art form for the masses, designed to simultaneously inform, educate, entertain, and uplift. People danced to it, proposed to it, laughed and cried with it, and made love for the first time with its sound drifting off into the air of a hot summer day.
Radio is an important part of our cultural and intellectual heritage. Is this what is left? A legacy of banal and repetitive pop music stations? Flavor of the month advertising, and flavor of the month music? Congenital defectives with grenade pins for brains ranting about doughnuts? Has the medium that once enthralled us, and introduced us to music that has became a part of our cellular vocabulary been reduced to this?
Sadly...yes. And if we are not careful...they will do the same to the last bastions of creative musical programming left: The Internet and NPR.
Support the independents, support independent Web Radio stations...for I still remember what radio was before the parasites killed it.
I was out and about this morning when I encountered a blast from the past. My father is one of the last of a dying breed...the only person I know who still has a strictly AM Radio in his pickup. While I was under the impression that AM had generallly ceased to exist, there are still many people who apparently still listen to this audio phenomena (if the ratings for that motherfucker Limbaugh are any indication).
During my AM radio odyssey, we happened to catch AM890 out of Chicago. Over a decade ago, 890 used to be the home of one of the best radio stations in the world WLS out of Chicago. I lived on WLS when I was a child, it was my first introduction to Rock and Roll...and was also the first place I ever heard The Ramones.
Now, I came again upon this station and heard two DJ's I remember form the glory days of WLS: Don Wade and Roma (his wife). The two august personages were discussing, of all things Krispy Kreme doughnuts.
People were calling in and debating the franchising, distribution and methods of obtaining said doughnut with the same strength of conviction that people debate the existance of supreme deities...
My question is simple. For fucks sake, What's the fucking point? They are only doughnuts, they are not the holy grail. They are not the Sword from the Stone and they are not the Shroud of fucking Turin. Some corporate slugs desecrated one of the coolest radio stations there ever was and dumbed it down to the point that they are taking a conversation spawned by a group of slack jawed, inbred, knuckle dragging, mouth breathing troglodytes seriously?
Years ago, radio used to mean something. Radio was an art form for the masses, designed to simultaneously inform, educate, entertain, and uplift. People danced to it, proposed to it, laughed and cried with it, and made love for the first time with its sound drifting off into the air of a hot summer day.
Radio is an important part of our cultural and intellectual heritage. Is this what is left? A legacy of banal and repetitive pop music stations? Flavor of the month advertising, and flavor of the month music? Congenital defectives with grenade pins for brains ranting about doughnuts? Has the medium that once enthralled us, and introduced us to music that has became a part of our cellular vocabulary been reduced to this?
Sadly...yes. And if we are not careful...they will do the same to the last bastions of creative musical programming left: The Internet and NPR.
Support the independents, support independent Web Radio stations...for I still remember what radio was before the parasites killed it.