“There goes your freedom of choice.”

“The Last DJ” by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers | I have radio on my mind for the past few days, partly because we haven’t written anything radio-related on this blog for a while now, and partly because I wrote this thing on my personal blog about how local radio is essentially stuck in the past. It’s apt that this song comes up. Tom Petty, of course, died yesterday, after a bit of did-he-or-didn’t-he? drama you wouldn’t have expected nonetheless in this era of fake news. He released this song in 2002, and although he claims the whole corporatization of radio thing is a metaphor, you can’t help but think he’s writing this from the viewpoint of someone who’s seen it all – he who rose to fame at a time when DJs playing what they want to play were still common, and has settled to elder status at a time when playlists are centralized, if not programs are networked lock, stock and barrel. And, well, you know, people still listen to the radio, but does it still inspire as much as it did then? [NB]

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“Let’s get back where we began.”

“Glad It’s Over” by Wilco | All right, so the sentiments of this song don’t exactly apply, but I heard this over the weekend – a weekend I tried to sleep through because, you know, work, lots of work, over the last week. Thursday night I was just blank, tired but awake due to the copious amounts of caffeine I drank to survive. Well, time to decompress. Fingers crossed I do decompress. We will be back to regular programming tomorrow… I think. I have lots in the inbox to run after, and no assistants. [NB]

“You’re just the latest in the long list of lost loves, love.”

“Protest Song” by Broken Social Scene | Whatever today is supposed to be – and whatever we’re supposed to lose from this day forward – this is a good song, a highlight from Broken Social Scene’s new record. “7/4 (Shoreline)” levels, perhaps. It keeps on going, and going, and going, and boom – there goes your existence, all to validate their feelings of emptiness. [NB]