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[enthusiastick]

I spent something like an hour's worth of time in the car tonight, going from my apartment to bobbler's place with my roommate Blue to play WH40k, then down to Jeff's briefly to catch the tail end of a party at his apartment in the Hyde Park area, and then finally back home to Evanston. Blue neglected to bring his CD-player/tape adapter and so we were left listening to the radio. I have come to a fairly inescapable conclusion:

I don't get the radio anymore.

I don't mean I don't get reception, or anything like that. I mean I fundamentally don't understand it. Maybe it has something to do with Chicago radio - certainly its been years since I've listened to the radio in my home state with any regularity. But back then things were different, man. DJs were comprehensible, and since they were people who talked for a living, they were relatively terse about it. They talked about stuff that was relevant, in a way that demonstrated an IQ above 100. On rare occasions they even managed to be funny in a sort of dry, witty way. I'm obviously not talking about the shitheads they put on in the morning, who have always been awful. I'm talking about the people on in primetime, from 7 PM to midnight and beyond.

But now I just don't get it. Everything is terrible jokes and overmixed soundbites from movies and phone conversations, a horrible incomprehensible mishmash of sound that grates on me %100. Rather than serving as a way to alert me of the transition between music and advertisements and possibly let me know specifically what I'm listening to if I didn't happen to know, they've turned into babbling monkeys abruptly jabbering at me in a slang I don't understand.

Did I change, or did radio? Either way, I don't get the radio. It blows.

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[erzulie.livejournal.com]

That would be the effect of Clear Channel.