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Jack is a soul-less piece of crap. Yeah, it plays 12 hundred titles and I listen to it from time to time, but Giant 91.7 is a cooler station, especially for guys like me who enjoy the flavor of Can-Con from time to time, and it has local jocks who are live, or at least voicetrack so well they sound live.
The Jack voice-drone doing the sweepers says "we play what we want." Fine. Here's my sweeper: "I listen to what I want." Your playlist has 12 hundred titles? Woo-f'in'-hoo!" My mp3 player goes three times that and I don't have to put up with your "too hip for the room" attitude or your commercials.
You Jack guys have sealed your own fate. No jocks (outside of the soon-to-be-departed-king-of-all-media), no localism, no substance, no texture, no soul. Try promoting that after the initial buzz wears off.
Infinity makes money hand over fist, but sometimes they can't see the forest for the trees. Wait 'til the worm turns, and it will cuz it always does. Enjoy the numbers now Jeff, because unless you get live jocks in place and localize the station, you might as well be Jack in Milwaukee, Jack in Toledo, Jack in Columbus or Jack in Syracuse:<sup>1</sup> A cheap carbon copy radio station with no originality. "We play what we want" goes only so far and so long before Jack follows in the footsteps of great formats like Alice, Smooth Jazz, Dancin' Oldies and Buffalo's Rock Station.</font>
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<sup>1</sup><font size="2">For the record, some of those cities don't have a Jack yet, it's a metaphor.</font>
Jack is a soul-less piece of crap. Yeah, it plays 12 hundred titles and I listen to it from time to time, but Giant 91.7 is a cooler station, especially for guys like me who enjoy the flavor of Can-Con from time to time, and it has local jocks who are live, or at least voicetrack so well they sound live.
The Jack voice-drone doing the sweepers says "we play what we want." Fine. Here's my sweeper: "I listen to what I want." Your playlist has 12 hundred titles? Woo-f'in'-hoo!" My mp3 player goes three times that and I don't have to put up with your "too hip for the room" attitude or your commercials.
You Jack guys have sealed your own fate. No jocks (outside of the soon-to-be-departed-king-of-all-media), no localism, no substance, no texture, no soul. Try promoting that after the initial buzz wears off.
Infinity makes money hand over fist, but sometimes they can't see the forest for the trees. Wait 'til the worm turns, and it will cuz it always does. Enjoy the numbers now Jeff, because unless you get live jocks in place and localize the station, you might as well be Jack in Milwaukee, Jack in Toledo, Jack in Columbus or Jack in Syracuse:<sup>1</sup> A cheap carbon copy radio station with no originality. "We play what we want" goes only so far and so long before Jack follows in the footsteps of great formats like Alice, Smooth Jazz, Dancin' Oldies and Buffalo's Rock Station.</font>
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<sup>1</sup><font size="2">For the record, some of those cities don't have a Jack yet, it's a metaphor.</font>