No doubt a bit off-topic, yet germane vis-a-vis hearing new stations and new songs off a new longwire christened by a bottle of Seagram's Cooler.....
We acquired an LPFM on the area's lone open frequency (during the first window when Kennard was FCC chairman). A real shoehorned job. I read later on about some station in the Poconos' wedding reception belt moving its transmitter to reach another ripe community with a fresh new programming vision, and just so happened a week later to be driving up that way -- really -- during the early voyage days of their new format.
(We pounced to apply for that frequency, which was now clear by us, and got it in three days; another story.)
I tuned into this this station to hear the bold, new, exciting innovations that their press release was hawking. The all-new Whatever.
Wow. Nice. Tight. End of a spot. Then a glitzy, modern separator, followed by .....
'Hotel California'
Click.
Good grief. Why not an honest separator, like 'You've tried the rest, so
here's another one' ?
AFAIK, both our station and the paint-by-numbers station (limited to 8 colors, all basically shades of grey) are relatively safe from any ratings. It's all Mom-and-pop businesses, clientele, listeners and therefore the *Farm System* for air talent. But this freedom is not being explored the way it had been. The industry is not only eating its young, its eating its own family.
And please don't get me started on today's substance-bereft pop music. There's a reason why Classic Rock, Adult Oldies and Classic Hits are more than holding their own, ratings after ratings, against CHRs just about everywhere. Those museums are where the last known music reside. The listeners -- what, 35-65? -- know it.
We now return you to your Stay Off My Lawn signs,
We acquired an LPFM on the area's lone open frequency (during the first window when Kennard was FCC chairman). A real shoehorned job. I read later on about some station in the Poconos' wedding reception belt moving its transmitter to reach another ripe community with a fresh new programming vision, and just so happened a week later to be driving up that way -- really -- during the early voyage days of their new format.
(We pounced to apply for that frequency, which was now clear by us, and got it in three days; another story.)
I tuned into this this station to hear the bold, new, exciting innovations that their press release was hawking. The all-new Whatever.
Wow. Nice. Tight. End of a spot. Then a glitzy, modern separator, followed by .....
'Hotel California'
Click.
Good grief. Why not an honest separator, like 'You've tried the rest, so
here's another one' ?
AFAIK, both our station and the paint-by-numbers station (limited to 8 colors, all basically shades of grey) are relatively safe from any ratings. It's all Mom-and-pop businesses, clientele, listeners and therefore the *Farm System* for air talent. But this freedom is not being explored the way it had been. The industry is not only eating its young, its eating its own family.
And please don't get me started on today's substance-bereft pop music. There's a reason why Classic Rock, Adult Oldies and Classic Hits are more than holding their own, ratings after ratings, against CHRs just about everywhere. Those museums are where the last known music reside. The listeners -- what, 35-65? -- know it.
We now return you to your Stay Off My Lawn signs,