Many of you are asking yourself: "Is this madman unaware of the FM dial?" It's true, I haven't yet felt compelled to toggle my modularity spectrum machine in a non-AM position. Why bother, with so many pleasant options to be had?
I keep a weekly notebook log of AM stations that are listenable from my living room. (I've decided "listenable" includes non-pristine clarity -- I can withstand some crackling or hissing, assuming the station content meets my standard)
Sixteen AM stations are available in my area, which earns each a well-deserved spot in my notebook. Here is a quick summary of some of my favorites:
The Oldies station
I wasn't born in the 1940s, but that doesn't mean I'm ineligible to whistle alongside such hits as "Fools Rush In" (Ricky Nelson) or "Point of no Return" (Gene McDaniels). Local DJ's like Ranger Rick and Steven Trinkleton are local celebrities. I'll occasionally run into Rick at the local cheese board, and we swap water filtering tips.
The Spanish Tropical station
Yes, I had to scour Wikipedia, but what a fun rabbit hole that led me into. Thirty minutes later, I found myself overflowing with radio industry news, mostly from radioink.com. Who knew!
But what is Spanish Tropical? It's difficult to pin down with words. Incidentally, I enjoy literally not knowing the words to the songs, and instead prefer to focus on the rich, vibrant melodies. Excuse me, I think I hear it in the background now, and my mind can't help but transport itself away to an oceanside hut on a forgotten inlet, where fish are plentiful and the squawking birds fly overhead as a reminder that they are the true chief executives of this planet.
The Classic Rock station
This is my go-to when I'm performing acts of manual labor. I'm not sure if I love America, but I sure do love what music it creates. Classic Rock is America and I'm all ears.
Quick Note: I have a game I just invented, and just tweeted about it. It's about Classic Rock.
