I loved listening to the radio in your car every day when you drove me home. It was the warmest winter of my life with you, and I wish I could go back. I just want to know if you miss me as much as I miss you and your radio.
There was always that one song, the one that wafted so carelessly over the water. As if trailed in the wake of some forgotten boat, long drifting over the sand. But she wasn’t near the water now. She wasn’t even under the sky. She was in her house, locked behind a handful of cabinets, listening to the bass thrum through the plumbing and pipe work. And she could still hear it. Coming closer. Ever closer. But only when the faucet turned on.
words, music, my favorite days in the car, just driving along. relaxed, you put me at ease and i dont have to think anymore. play for me for me radio man.
i love music. the radio is crap though. meaningless, terrible music with no point. i love my ipod though, plugging it into the car and singing and dancing to my favorite music. i wish good music was on the radio. but no, it’s all awful mainstream music about getting drunk and partying. i hate the radio. radio. it is spelled oddly. it has the word “rad” in it although it is not rad at all.
The radio use to be a lot more relevant. Today people only listen to it in the car for the most part. This is not true of the past however. People use to gather around radios and listen to shows like we watch the television today.
Blowing the old dust off the radio, she remembered a time when it functioned and he was still here. They had listened to it together on cold nights and danced when their song came on.
I used to love the radio as a small boy. I had a little am/fm transistor style with a wrist strap and I would always listen to the top 40 pop countdowns. Radio is pretty much a non-thing for me in the digital age. It’s too bad that radio programming sucks so bad, because radio as a technology and medium is/was pretty awesome.
radio makes me happy. I like listening to it sometimes but lot’s of radio stations overplay songs liiiike wth?! ughhh oh well I don’t like mainstream music all that much. I haven’t heard radio music in a while O: I’m always on my ipod…which is about fucked to hell :// oh well…<3
Imagine back in the old days when our grandparents were kids and the radio was such a big deal. And everyone gathered around to hear “The President of the United States…”. It’s fascinating the amount that it affected communication, as well as entertainment. What did people do before then? I know the TV came next, then it was computers/the internet. Now I’d say it’s netflix, stumble upon, and every little entertaining time-waster that the internet has provided for us in our day in age. I suppose it was an awfully depressing time for deaf people when they heard about radios, something that everyone was so into and they couldn’t understand what they were missing. But I’m sure they knew they were missing something. I hate that feeling, missing out on something. (I’m stupid. Everyone hates that feeling, in fact, there is no one in the world who likes it). Man, being deaf would suck. My deepest sympathies to all the audibly challenged. But at least you have limbs?
I dont listen to the radio anymore. Just pandora and my ipod. Music saves my life. Its the only thing keeping me sane right now, otherwise id have no outlet. No way id get by.
It’s interesting to think of just how far the radio has come. From families sitting around it every night as their form of entertainment to now where the radio has virtually become non-existent in the world of ipods and mp3 players.
The sound echoed across the lake and back to shore. We were afriad for a while that they’d catch us skinny dipping, though I was chunky dunking myself. But we girls loved it, the 1950s called to us over the airwaves as we stripped down, beating the 90f degree weather with canteens full of margaritas and the cold shock of fresh water on bare skin.
i was listening to the radio and suddenly a song came out of it remembering those good old days. i instatntly turned it off. then i went to the kitchen to see what i’d had for dinner.
i listen to the radio in the car. radio in the summer makes me think about how i so excitedly used to listen to the radio in korea. it was so exciting that i was listening to real live korean celebrities on live air in real time. i also recently tried calling in for radio contests to win some money (i am that desperate) but it’s always busy and it makes me sad.
The radio usually plays meaningless, mainstream, shallow music, i would like to hear something with a little more substance. Dave Matthews Band would be perfect :)
I love to hear music. The radio now a days sucks ass. Where would we be with out radio? I’m not sure what I’m writing about. I like to listen to Pandora. I wish I had Sirius or XM. Radio. How much longer am I going to be writing about the radio? This seems like a lot longer than a minute. Hey Mr. DJ! Video killed the radio star…OK, I think I’ve had enough of this…
My radio is on all the time. I get annoyed if they play the same song over and over again, so I flip channels all the time. I need the variety, I guess. Short attention span. I love my ipod though, it’s all my favorite music.
The radio waves serenaded me as I drove down the long expanse of my life. with each note crashing upon my head, I felt my thoughts vibrating. Shaking, unsteady, something as simple as music, changing my opinions, my views entirely.
David turned his head as the radio’s signal faded. He squinted in annoyance, a habit he’d picked up from the man laying next to him. As he reached to try to fix the static, John pulled him back closer with a soft rumble in his throat, “leave it.”
Music is playing through your radio.
I look at you and smile.
You just stare at the road.
Nothing has changed.
I love you.
Do you love me?
Your just stare at the road.
“i Love You”
You say nothing.
The radio is a wonderful thing the different stations let me listen to the type of music i like. If there is not something good on one station there is plenty more to choose from. I can listen to the radio in the car.
When i turn on the radio i spend a few minutes flipping through stations until i find a song i like. I usually only listen to the radio when i’m in the bathroom, the kitchen, or in the car. Thats pretty strange in a way, i guess, but i like my own selection of music and whats played on the radio is a lot of main stream stuff. For some reason a lot of the artists i listen to are what i like to call ‘unsung’ artists. Their music isn’t regularly played on the radio and not many people know about them. But i love them. I love searching for new music and discovering new artists. I love that people can be so talented, it’s beautiful to me. Some people were blessed with the gift of song, the ability to move someones soul through music. I guess i’m kind of going off topic so i’ll get back to the radio. I don’t listen to the radio much but when i do i hear a lot of main stream dance music and such. Thats cool i guess but I being more of an expressive, passionate person I like listening to music that is both expressive and passionate. I’m hearing that less and less on the radio. I fear that the music played on the radio will grow increasingly meaningless and shallow. I would like to hear something more profound on the radio, I’d like to not have to go searching for ‘good’ music. I’d like to have it all around me.
The radio was blasting off as I walked to the car. He seemed upset by situation. I knew my parents could be a drag, but I didn’t think they would be in their worst behavior today. I wonder if they thought about how much I cared for him.
I spent some time in radio this past year. I grew up listening to the radio. I’ve always wanted to be the little man inside the radio. I never really hear much music I like on the radio anymore. It’s all just so commercial. There have been very few, if any, new bands I’ve discovered via radio in the last five or six years. Internet is where I find gold. I think this is sad.
The radio blared as the two took to the opposite corners of the room. She threw daggers and he fingers. The argument had long passed the point of no return and each of them wondered who would get to claim the damn radio as their own once the end came.
I haven’t really listened to the radio in a while; it’s partially because the radio isn’t nearly as popular as it once was. Which is not to say that the radio now serves no purpose; on the contrary, I think it serves a distinct purpose. But most people assume it’s sort of a cheapened or insignificant form of television, which it isn’t. There are a lot of advantages to having a simpler form of communication, as I’m sure Neil Postman would probably agree. It seems that radio has become co-opted, however, by the music industry, because what plays on the radio is rarely “good” music but popular music. And of course, we know that what is popular is rarely ever good, not by nature of its popularity but because people don’t always choose what is best in the end, sad as it may seem . . .
sounds that come out of a box that people lisen to in the day time when the cats come out of the snow with pumpkens as friends. they tell storys of long ago were cats could talk and radios were there friends but what could that say.
radiohead is the most strangiest most brilliant music to ever be created. radio its self is pretty much the ground work of whats popular in either a specific place or mainstream music.
the radio is a place for music and news. there are fm radios, am radios, and serius radios, which do not play commercials. it broke ground in the communication industry because news was spread by it very fast. it was one of the first types of modern communication. radios are also used for communication over long distances and amongst groups of people.
baseball in the summer. i love hearing it. that and the oldies station. there’s something just so hometown America about listen to the radio. weather cruising down the street or in your home you gotta love the radio.
The radio was dead. All they could hear was a faint random noise. “Mummy? Are we gonna be O.K.?” “Sure…” she answered with an almost strong voice, but then the moans and howls outside came closer…
She reached for the knob the same time he did and drew her hand away just as quick.
“Sorry,” he mumbled, looking between her and the road.
“No problem.”
I like listening to the radio. I think that it makes me calm. Also, I like to listen to the news and sports. Well, maybe i like news more. I like to listen to how the politicians are screwing us. I think that the radio is goo dbecause it makes you think more than television.
It was always playing on the kitchen counter by the ironing board which you had to squeeze by when she was pressed up against the steam and humming off key to Nilly Ekstein when I learned to love him and she forgot the words but never the tunes.
I loved listening to the radio in your car every day when you drove me home. It was the warmest winter of my life with you, and I wish I could go back. I just want to know if you miss me as much as I miss you and your radio.
There was always that one song, the one that wafted so carelessly over the water. As if trailed in the wake of some forgotten boat, long drifting over the sand. But she wasn’t near the water now. She wasn’t even under the sky. She was in her house, locked behind a handful of cabinets, listening to the bass thrum through the plumbing and pipe work. And she could still hear it. Coming closer. Ever closer. But only when the faucet turned on.
words, music, my favorite days in the car, just driving along. relaxed, you put me at ease and i dont have to think anymore. play for me for me radio man.
sucks balls.
i prefer cd’s… or mp3’s.
radio announcers give me headaches.
why must they yell?
radio?
radio?
radioater?
radioeter
i love music. the radio is crap though. meaningless, terrible music with no point. i love my ipod though, plugging it into the car and singing and dancing to my favorite music. i wish good music was on the radio. but no, it’s all awful mainstream music about getting drunk and partying. i hate the radio. radio. it is spelled oddly. it has the word “rad” in it although it is not rad at all.
Sun shining, windows down, breeze blowing, music blaring, face smiling :)
The radio use to be a lot more relevant. Today people only listen to it in the car for the most part. This is not true of the past however. People use to gather around radios and listen to shows like we watch the television today.
Blowing the old dust off the radio, she remembered a time when it functioned and he was still here. They had listened to it together on cold nights and danced when their song came on.
I used to love the radio as a small boy. I had a little am/fm transistor style with a wrist strap and I would always listen to the top 40 pop countdowns. Radio is pretty much a non-thing for me in the digital age. It’s too bad that radio programming sucks so bad, because radio as a technology and medium is/was pretty awesome.
radio makes me happy. I like listening to it sometimes but lot’s of radio stations overplay songs liiiike wth?! ughhh oh well I don’t like mainstream music all that much. I haven’t heard radio music in a while O: I’m always on my ipod…which is about fucked to hell :// oh well…<3
Imagine back in the old days when our grandparents were kids and the radio was such a big deal. And everyone gathered around to hear “The President of the United States…”. It’s fascinating the amount that it affected communication, as well as entertainment. What did people do before then? I know the TV came next, then it was computers/the internet. Now I’d say it’s netflix, stumble upon, and every little entertaining time-waster that the internet has provided for us in our day in age. I suppose it was an awfully depressing time for deaf people when they heard about radios, something that everyone was so into and they couldn’t understand what they were missing. But I’m sure they knew they were missing something. I hate that feeling, missing out on something. (I’m stupid. Everyone hates that feeling, in fact, there is no one in the world who likes it). Man, being deaf would suck. My deepest sympathies to all the audibly challenged. But at least you have limbs?
I dont listen to the radio anymore. Just pandora and my ipod. Music saves my life. Its the only thing keeping me sane right now, otherwise id have no outlet. No way id get by.
It’s interesting to think of just how far the radio has come. From families sitting around it every night as their form of entertainment to now where the radio has virtually become non-existent in the world of ipods and mp3 players.
The sound echoed across the lake and back to shore. We were afriad for a while that they’d catch us skinny dipping, though I was chunky dunking myself. But we girls loved it, the 1950s called to us over the airwaves as we stripped down, beating the 90f degree weather with canteens full of margaritas and the cold shock of fresh water on bare skin.
i was listening to the radio and suddenly a song came out of it remembering those good old days. i instatntly turned it off. then i went to the kitchen to see what i’d had for dinner.
listeninng to music really gets to places that I nerver thhought about before.
Internet radio is the est option to free your mind
i listen to the radio in the car. radio in the summer makes me think about how i so excitedly used to listen to the radio in korea. it was so exciting that i was listening to real live korean celebrities on live air in real time. i also recently tried calling in for radio contests to win some money (i am that desperate) but it’s always busy and it makes me sad.
The radio usually plays meaningless, mainstream, shallow music, i would like to hear something with a little more substance. Dave Matthews Band would be perfect :)
hot, hot as could be the radio was moaning qiutley in the distance as we wathced the thunder clouds roll in.
I love to hear music. The radio now a days sucks ass. Where would we be with out radio? I’m not sure what I’m writing about. I like to listen to Pandora. I wish I had Sirius or XM. Radio. How much longer am I going to be writing about the radio? This seems like a lot longer than a minute. Hey Mr. DJ! Video killed the radio star…OK, I think I’ve had enough of this…
My radio is on all the time. I get annoyed if they play the same song over and over again, so I flip channels all the time. I need the variety, I guess. Short attention span. I love my ipod though, it’s all my favorite music.
The radio waves serenaded me as I drove down the long expanse of my life. with each note crashing upon my head, I felt my thoughts vibrating. Shaking, unsteady, something as simple as music, changing my opinions, my views entirely.
David turned his head as the radio’s signal faded. He squinted in annoyance, a habit he’d picked up from the man laying next to him. As he reached to try to fix the static, John pulled him back closer with a soft rumble in his throat, “leave it.”
the radio blasted a grace potter song which then stuck in my head, all day long! ohh lala…if I was from Paris, I’d say ohh lala
Music is playing through your radio.
I look at you and smile.
You just stare at the road.
Nothing has changed.
I love you.
Do you love me?
Your just stare at the road.
“i Love You”
You say nothing.
The radio is a wonderful thing the different stations let me listen to the type of music i like. If there is not something good on one station there is plenty more to choose from. I can listen to the radio in the car.
When i turn on the radio i spend a few minutes flipping through stations until i find a song i like. I usually only listen to the radio when i’m in the bathroom, the kitchen, or in the car. Thats pretty strange in a way, i guess, but i like my own selection of music and whats played on the radio is a lot of main stream stuff. For some reason a lot of the artists i listen to are what i like to call ‘unsung’ artists. Their music isn’t regularly played on the radio and not many people know about them. But i love them. I love searching for new music and discovering new artists. I love that people can be so talented, it’s beautiful to me. Some people were blessed with the gift of song, the ability to move someones soul through music. I guess i’m kind of going off topic so i’ll get back to the radio. I don’t listen to the radio much but when i do i hear a lot of main stream dance music and such. Thats cool i guess but I being more of an expressive, passionate person I like listening to music that is both expressive and passionate. I’m hearing that less and less on the radio. I fear that the music played on the radio will grow increasingly meaningless and shallow. I would like to hear something more profound on the radio, I’d like to not have to go searching for ‘good’ music. I’d like to have it all around me.
The radio was blasting off as I walked to the car. He seemed upset by situation. I knew my parents could be a drag, but I didn’t think they would be in their worst behavior today. I wonder if they thought about how much I cared for him.
I spent some time in radio this past year. I grew up listening to the radio. I’ve always wanted to be the little man inside the radio. I never really hear much music I like on the radio anymore. It’s all just so commercial. There have been very few, if any, new bands I’ve discovered via radio in the last five or six years. Internet is where I find gold. I think this is sad.
The radio blared as the two took to the opposite corners of the room. She threw daggers and he fingers. The argument had long passed the point of no return and each of them wondered who would get to claim the damn radio as their own once the end came.
I haven’t really listened to the radio in a while; it’s partially because the radio isn’t nearly as popular as it once was. Which is not to say that the radio now serves no purpose; on the contrary, I think it serves a distinct purpose. But most people assume it’s sort of a cheapened or insignificant form of television, which it isn’t. There are a lot of advantages to having a simpler form of communication, as I’m sure Neil Postman would probably agree. It seems that radio has become co-opted, however, by the music industry, because what plays on the radio is rarely “good” music but popular music. And of course, we know that what is popular is rarely ever good, not by nature of its popularity but because people don’t always choose what is best in the end, sad as it may seem . . .
sounds that come out of a box that people lisen to in the day time when the cats come out of the snow with pumpkens as friends. they tell storys of long ago were cats could talk and radios were there friends but what could that say.
radiohead is the most strangiest most brilliant music to ever be created. radio its self is pretty much the ground work of whats popular in either a specific place or mainstream music.
the reason i drive.
the best times i have are those where i am in my car, blasting my radio, and singing like there’s no tomorrow!
the radio is a place for music and news. there are fm radios, am radios, and serius radios, which do not play commercials. it broke ground in the communication industry because news was spread by it very fast. it was one of the first types of modern communication. radios are also used for communication over long distances and amongst groups of people.
baseball in the summer. i love hearing it. that and the oldies station. there’s something just so hometown America about listen to the radio. weather cruising down the street or in your home you gotta love the radio.
The radio was dead. All they could hear was a faint random noise. “Mummy? Are we gonna be O.K.?” “Sure…” she answered with an almost strong voice, but then the moans and howls outside came closer…
She reached for the knob the same time he did and drew her hand away just as quick.
“Sorry,” he mumbled, looking between her and the road.
“No problem.”
I like listening to the radio. I think that it makes me calm. Also, I like to listen to the news and sports. Well, maybe i like news more. I like to listen to how the politicians are screwing us. I think that the radio is goo dbecause it makes you think more than television.
It was always playing on the kitchen counter by the ironing board which you had to squeeze by when she was pressed up against the steam and humming off key to Nilly Ekstein when I learned to love him and she forgot the words but never the tunes.