On the road with shitty radio

Traveling across country with my mother is quite the experience. I mean, we get along fantastic. That’s not the problem. But I haven’t done it in so long and it’s the music that tickles or rather, sucks ass. Radio is a disgrace. Too many commercials, then one shit ass song after another. Often we gravitate to the oldies station. Or even classic rock w/ Van Halen or Billy Joel is better than all the annoying Christian rock stations – which Texas has nothing but. Oh how they love Jesus and their Texas sized crosses. Not that this is some grand revelation. But it just makes me wonder why the hell do people even listen anymore? Even Sheryl Crow’s new single sounds like an a mediocre B-side. And I used to like her music. But it’s hardly worthy of any radio play. Devil take your money…Love is free? Easy to sing when you’re a gazillionaire. (More on that later.) That was the only new song I heard. I’ve had the privilege of reliving Janet Jackson’s “Nasty Boys” twice, on two different radio stations. The 80’s hour is very popular. As if there is no other music worth highlighting – I guess people like hearing what they’re familiar with. People are like sheep. Following. If it’s on the radio, must be great! Well, this doesn’t work for me. And as Janet sang her outro a second time, my mother finally looked up from her knitting and said, “You know? I really don’t like this one bit!” Next time, I’m buying books on tape – or buying some device to hook up my ipod. You can only go so far on  NPR’s Car Talk with Click and Clack; the only thing we’ve truly enjoyed on our journey to date.