I grew up listening to WMMR in Philadelphia. I just rediscovered it through a Yahoo Widget that’s streaming it into my brain, and I’m happy. It still deserves its long-standing reputation as one of the best rock radio stations in the US. It doesn’t have the homogonized sound of every ClearChannel-owned station. It’s as if MMR’s playlist were put together not by a computer, but rather by someone who loves head-bangin’, air guitar-playin’, hair band world tour t-shirt wearin’ rock music. Imagine that.
I can hear it clearer in Tokyo than I ever could over the airwaves. Here in my little world of earbuds and laptop screen, I don’t feel at all like I’m on the other side of the planet. It’s as though I could walk out of the office down to the local Wa-Wa and buy myself a hoagie and a slurpee for lunch.
Update: Cool, the DJ said my name over the radio. I’m like, famous to the tens of people listening at 3am local time.
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