On The Radio

I worked at a local radio station in the 1980's. I was in tune to the music that was coming out in that era and I like to think that I am kind of in step with the tunes that are coming out now, but in reality, I'm only fooling myself. I'm out of the loop. This time I am bitching about music...or how it's presented to us. Joe Jackson had a cool tune I believe from his second album, about the radio. I don't subscribe to satellite, I don't have an adapter in my truck to play Pandora, I haven't even installed my CD/Casette player in my vehicle yet, and I also used to work as a mobile electronics installer. I get most of my music over the airwaves and a new station has come to my attention. They're further out on the Island than I am, so the reception is spotty. I like the music they offer, but the station has ZERO personality. Their call letters escape me, but they use the title, The Shark. Talk about empty bluster, The Shark has it in aces! Despite playing music I am drawn to, there's virtually nothing to like about the The Shark. They have no D.Js, all the tunes are introduced by prerecorded voices. They also have lots of self promoting garbage in between the songs, that only make me dislike them even more. If this is the future of radio, I think I'd prefer to remain a luddite. I can't stand trying to swim with The Shark!