Radio daze
There’s a very good chance that this entry will contain even more eccentricities of spelling, grammar and reason than is normally the case. This is because I have been decorating, painting the kitchen to be precise and this has involved gloss paint. Not the new, environmentally friendly gloss paint that is water based and is, essentially, skimmed milk, no; I’m using oil based gloss that I’m pretty sure is the thing they paint on tanks to make them bomb proof. Painting with this stuff is the closest you can get to solvent abuse without getting a bag of glue stuck to your nose.
But while the fumes are strong enough to make you hallucinate vapour-trails being left by your finger when you wave it in front of your own face, it’s not enough to offset the horror of listening to the radio.
Listening to the radio is essential while decorating, and a good tune can really up the tempo of the swish of the roller and gloop of the brush being dipped in the paint pot. However, there’s only so much commercial radio one can listen to – the problem being the commercials. I’m not sure what the demographic of commercial radio is, but whoever listens appears to need a lot of adverts about debt consolidation services.
In an attempt to find some fresh toons, I tuned into Radio 1. Luckily, using gloss paint means that I had plenty of white spirit to hand to clean the brushes with. Highly flammable, it was most useful for dousing the radio with before setting it on fire and hurling it out of the window. Over reaction? Then you haven’t heard Jo Wiley’s show. Now I know that DJs are hardly likely to land weekend jobs at CERN, but are they not supposed to make up for the lack of smarts with personality? And if all fails, can they at least not pick some good tunes? It would appear that air play at the moment is granted to a song that starts normally, then has an angry man shouting over the top of the lyrics. Unfortunately, he’s not shouting ‘turn that down’.
Did you know that somebody has sampled the guitar lick from ‘need you tonight’ by INXS? They then shout over the top of it. I suspect it is somebody from an energy starved part of the world intent on using Michael Hutchins spinning in his grave at 8,000 rps as some sort of grotesque turbine.
But while the fumes are strong enough to make you hallucinate vapour-trails being left by your finger when you wave it in front of your own face, it’s not enough to offset the horror of listening to the radio.
Listening to the radio is essential while decorating, and a good tune can really up the tempo of the swish of the roller and gloop of the brush being dipped in the paint pot. However, there’s only so much commercial radio one can listen to – the problem being the commercials. I’m not sure what the demographic of commercial radio is, but whoever listens appears to need a lot of adverts about debt consolidation services.
In an attempt to find some fresh toons, I tuned into Radio 1. Luckily, using gloss paint means that I had plenty of white spirit to hand to clean the brushes with. Highly flammable, it was most useful for dousing the radio with before setting it on fire and hurling it out of the window. Over reaction? Then you haven’t heard Jo Wiley’s show. Now I know that DJs are hardly likely to land weekend jobs at CERN, but are they not supposed to make up for the lack of smarts with personality? And if all fails, can they at least not pick some good tunes? It would appear that air play at the moment is granted to a song that starts normally, then has an angry man shouting over the top of the lyrics. Unfortunately, he’s not shouting ‘turn that down’.
Did you know that somebody has sampled the guitar lick from ‘need you tonight’ by INXS? They then shout over the top of it. I suspect it is somebody from an energy starved part of the world intent on using Michael Hutchins spinning in his grave at 8,000 rps as some sort of grotesque turbine.
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I'm sorry. I am unable to write any comment today as the oxygen has still not returned to my brain. I did a little thing called exercise...or actually, attempted suicide might be more appropriate...
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