Broadcast is, like it or not, for the here and now. We old guys need to suck it up. I remember hearing Buffalo Springield's "Bluebird" in, maybe 1967, on my VW's 6volt from JC Whiney's AM only radio and going nuts. Then we had the 60-70's realm of FM album radio. Those days are over, man. Kids nowadays will still groove on the Beatles or the Stones but the less obvious stuff is left to you, and to me. That's life. Sonny Rollins, who I heard live in Houston in the 80's, just passed away. This is the natural progression. It's life. Who cares now about Frank Sinatra or Billie Holiday, even if they should? Aficionados, man, that's who. And maybe that's how it should be, no matter how worthless the modern stuff is (for me, that feeling started with rap and ended with soul). Hopefully, you have a collection you can enjoy, but on broadcast? Really? Where do you think that market is coming from? Of course, most of today's marketed stuff is crap. Thank your lucky stars you were around to be there when the good stuff came about. It was a revolution. Now, it's just merchandizing, and I pity these poor kids left with uncreative, uninvolving schlock. I mean, Jimi Hendrix has been dead for 56 years! You ain't gonna hear him or Buiddy Holly on the radio, so to hell with radio! BTW, the independent station WEVL 88.9 or online (as in "boll" I guess) out of Memphis is a fun trip, especially Cap'n Pete's Blues Cruise on Friday nights (reruns, Cap'n Pete's been gone for two decades) is a gas, and there are other outlets out there, but twisting your FM dial is not gonna get you there. So why try? Put on a record and show your young'uns what they're missing. None of us is here forever. I mean, what would a dinosaur think of us now?
