When I was a teenager, the radio was my lifeline. The top 40 on Saturday was the only barometer of whether I knew the “right” music. Inevitably, as time went on, there were stragglers. Some turned to the fm dial. Some wandered off to the country. (That is not hard to believe when you live in Alberta).
The mainstay over all this time has been the morning commute and the popular disc jockey’s who command that time slot. Depending on where you live and the distance to work, they have you for shorter or longer periods of time. You don’t have much choice about it. They synchronize news for the top of the hour and blocks of commercials all the way through. It sometimes seems like there is very little music being played.
Now thanks to the makers of “apps” I can listen to this station whenever I have a wireless connection. All you need is TuneInRadio. Of course you can listen to anything from around the world, in any language.
What a fantastic time to be alive!