Not listening to the radio. The duke was only interested in the war broadcasts, anyway, and a lowly servant had no business operating the wireless. Not when the threat of the trenches loomed.
Dave
music, the sound the feelings. I can remember countless time when i sat in my room as a child not so long ago and listened to every kind of music there was.
Danielle
i listen to the radio everyday. it makes me happy. the radio plays in the starbucks I am in. it is jazz. i can hear the trumpets. what would we all do without a radio? no inspiration for art. nothing. the radio is.. music, inspiration.
Annie
I hear banjos coming through the speakers, and i wonder who on earth still listens to prairie home companion. Grandmothers, grandfathers, and music students. But I don’t want to hear washboards, I want to think about tomorrow or dancing or tim rickely.
Meredith
Sometimes while I’m driving at night, home from work or saras or nowhere, I’ll turn on npr and listen to the world. I hear sad and stunning and boring and upsetting- i hear everything-and each story is only 45 seconds or so. It makes me feel smart, and somehow less alone.
cameron
The radio blared and blared, the harsh music pushing its way through the small speakers like a viscous liquid through a tiny strainer. The sound was abrasive on my ears,but there was nothing I could do to stop it.
Jeff
sometimes the voice is all we need. we will us our imagination agin and nstop being told we to think in the lfe we fe i lipretty is whatlhat ive. whatin the shoes we life is
deek weso
I turned the radio on in my car and listened to love line. I really like listening to it for some strange reason. Its so awkward some of the questions people ask, and sometimes all of the special guests, and the doctor guy is absolutely hilarious. I can’t really think of any stories right now, but let me tell you there have been some really amusing ones. I’ve been listening to the radio a lot more lately, now that i’ve started driving again. Its weird how informative the radio actually can be. All of the little talk shows in the morning actually do provide a lot of really good information, and It’s like the perfect time to listen to them when you’re stuck in traffic (especially in LA) and really just don’t have anything better to do.
Rahim
Ich schaltetet das Radio ein. Meine Lieblingsmusik lief. Sie errinnerte mich immer wieder an sie. Ich kann sie einfach nicht vergessen. Ich begann zu weinen. Tränen liefen mir heiß über das Gesicht. Ich sank auf die Knie und nahm die Hände vor das Gesicht.
Sebastian
OFTEN TIMES I enjoy listening to the radio. it doesnt matter to me what station, for the most part. however, i am constantly annoyed by the amount of commercials that radio has begun to play. does it really cost so much to run the station that they must spend more than half their time with commercials? it just doesn’t make sense
em
Listening, it’s dark, im alone and snuggled in my bed. My teenaged heart is aching, the music flowing through my body and mind.
hilary
buzzing softly in a corner,
the dusty radio is momentarilly forgotten;
abandoned.
lost without words or melody,
noise like silence fills the air.
Alene Tan
buzzing softly in a corner,
the dusty radio is momentarilly forgetten;
abandoned.
lost without words or melody,
noise like silence fills the air.
Alene Tan
oh my god.
rushing a web radio design,
mixed feelings come and go.
finally getting to do what i wanted to do
in such a long time,
everything’s now over.
well, almost.
Alene
radio radio is a song by elvis costello that a friend’s dad gave me a recording of a while back. I’m not friends with her any more because she was overbearing and turned overprotective the second I got a boyfriend.
I never listen to the radio.
Lizzy
Howard stern is the most amazing broadcaster ever to grace the earth….is my minute up yet? uhhhh…..thats all that needs to be said.
joseph
Radio, Radio, RADIO!
Listen to the soundddd, feeel the soul vibrate – rythm, rhyme.. inseminate, mental eclipses from the sounds, souls, sonic, hips – is .. you see that, free, flowing beat work it’s way all the way down to her feet, mm hmm..
and then the AUMMMMMMMMM…
Richard
Radio. I never listen to it. It’s boring. They talk too much, and they never play any good music. At least not any music I like. And the commercials, jesus fucking christ. I HATE IT!
Commercials make me feel sick.
So I make my own playlists instead.
Kirstine
It’s like a repeat of every song you’ve ever known, every person you’ve ever loved, and while it claims to be new, it’s not really. It’s old, like you are, sometimes. Even when you feel young, the radio is always there, reminding you of how very old we all are. Even when we’re not. It’s like a sitcom. It’s like a goodbye. And every song is like you, and I ache.
Kira
So the radio is blaring in my ear, i keep turning it up, my favourite song is on. I want everyone to hear, i want everyone to know exactly who i am, i am the music i listen to on the radio. I don’t know what i’d do without my radio… all it’s metal and gadgets woven together so magnifacently.
kasyn
it’s just the same old show on my radio, on my radio, on my radio
andythrobber
Listen! Do you hear what they’re telling you? Society only tells you what it wants you to hear. Be yourself turn off the damn radio and listen to the world outside. Take back some inner peace.
Rachel
gives you music and something to do in the morning while taking a shower. used in a car. has five letters in it and one is an r and a and d and i and o.
DJ
love everybody needs love because is the trully think in the world and the most important think also.
We have to love any time everywhere.
camila
Radio saved my life as a teenager. Rock and roll music coming through the speakers from WLS in Chicago was my lifeline to the outside world. Growing up in rural Iowa
cathy
the radio is going under right now because of all the laws they are trying to pass…. i love the radio.. country mostly. love it. makes days fly by and can turn a bad mood into a good mood. Can help feel better about being in a bad mood if all you want is to feel good, not feel better. Radio is a good thing to keep around for our kids.
Shell
The world needs peace, because the life is bad, Jesus is the peace what you need.
Carlos
I said “turn it down, I feel like I’m suffocating”. He couldn’t understand that loudness made my chest tighten and breath shorten. He didn’t turn it down, so I turned the radio off. Silence permeated the Sentra till we arrived home.
Lee
listen people fuck poptarts singer gay toaster trashcan table fucking dancing making merry party trashed brewsky drugs alcohol blow stereo shitty music mainstream bullshit
harley
i think of alan cross when i see the word radio. it reminds me of his awesome program that i really miss because i do not know when it is playing anymore. i think that he is really smart and has really interesting facts about the music that i like to listen to and when it comes on i’m always happy. i listen to it on the fox radio station which is pretty cool. i never realized i could type so much.
val
He was a happy man, never asking for much. Really, all he ever wanted was someone to listen. When he received his first radio, he decided, “this is for me!” Too bad he was boring.
Amy Wanek
wave, soo cool, I mean, It’s as fast as the light. With radio waves you can travel through the space at ease. That’s cool.
It’s also a good way to transport music.
I love music.
brice
bat
bed
bell
bin
bun
bus
camp
egg
fall
fan
fat
fun
go
gun
hill
kiss
laps
leg
lips
key
lost
Galya
The radio was inches from my ear. I heard the pounding bass, the clashing drums, and the carefully written words being sung by mediocre singer. What I did not hear, was you talking. Your lips moved quickly, and the frown on your face was becoming more and more prevalent. I didn’t care what you were saying. I turned my head in the chance I would accidentally read those lips.
Kati
radio is sound. waves hitting me across the face and entering into my ears flowing free through my mind and racing on it’s circuits. radio is noise it shares and plays out. it lives and it’s gentle it’s fast but it’s smooth. it has everything you need. just listen. hear
grace tripp
radio, we don’t need no ego, let go of that free-flowing motion. Sounds condensed in a box, unpreturbed, and underheard – we let out a screaaaam of FREEDOM, and whisper sounds of a soft, silky pen, silouette on a paper – shadow slowly unhithers silk sheets, and we come to know, whatever we can voice, in a little box.
Richard
No matter how long the car ride is, I always need to have the radio on. We could be going to the restaurant five minutes up the road and I’ll get in the car and before I put on my seatbelt, I’ll turn on the radio. When I’m the one who is driving, the music and the voice coming out of the dashboard box is calming.
Abby
funk hyper sonic sounds of the ultra-phonic feeling unbound relentless, courage and compassion in a box form-filled atmosphere, redirect thought, as a loose-leaf unbound and unheard, whispered the words, of a pen and paper – rapture unerred.
Richard
the dials turn the message clears fuzz and static threaten again she kicks the little makeshift radio and sighs deaply.
Mel
i like listening to the radio but where i live, they only play old newfie songs .. nothing i actually like listening to. i find a lot of inspiration from listening to the radio, usually from stations that play alternative music that i haven’t heard before .. and stations that give you lots of random facts and ideas ..
Not listening to the radio. The duke was only interested in the war broadcasts, anyway, and a lowly servant had no business operating the wireless. Not when the threat of the trenches loomed.
music, the sound the feelings. I can remember countless time when i sat in my room as a child not so long ago and listened to every kind of music there was.
i listen to the radio everyday. it makes me happy. the radio plays in the starbucks I am in. it is jazz. i can hear the trumpets. what would we all do without a radio? no inspiration for art. nothing. the radio is.. music, inspiration.
I hear banjos coming through the speakers, and i wonder who on earth still listens to prairie home companion. Grandmothers, grandfathers, and music students. But I don’t want to hear washboards, I want to think about tomorrow or dancing or tim rickely.
Sometimes while I’m driving at night, home from work or saras or nowhere, I’ll turn on npr and listen to the world. I hear sad and stunning and boring and upsetting- i hear everything-and each story is only 45 seconds or so. It makes me feel smart, and somehow less alone.
The radio blared and blared, the harsh music pushing its way through the small speakers like a viscous liquid through a tiny strainer. The sound was abrasive on my ears,but there was nothing I could do to stop it.
sometimes the voice is all we need. we will us our imagination agin and nstop being told we to think in the lfe we fe i lipretty is whatlhat ive. whatin the shoes we life is
I turned the radio on in my car and listened to love line. I really like listening to it for some strange reason. Its so awkward some of the questions people ask, and sometimes all of the special guests, and the doctor guy is absolutely hilarious. I can’t really think of any stories right now, but let me tell you there have been some really amusing ones. I’ve been listening to the radio a lot more lately, now that i’ve started driving again. Its weird how informative the radio actually can be. All of the little talk shows in the morning actually do provide a lot of really good information, and It’s like the perfect time to listen to them when you’re stuck in traffic (especially in LA) and really just don’t have anything better to do.
Ich schaltetet das Radio ein. Meine Lieblingsmusik lief. Sie errinnerte mich immer wieder an sie. Ich kann sie einfach nicht vergessen. Ich begann zu weinen. Tränen liefen mir heiß über das Gesicht. Ich sank auf die Knie und nahm die Hände vor das Gesicht.
OFTEN TIMES I enjoy listening to the radio. it doesnt matter to me what station, for the most part. however, i am constantly annoyed by the amount of commercials that radio has begun to play. does it really cost so much to run the station that they must spend more than half their time with commercials? it just doesn’t make sense
Listening, it’s dark, im alone and snuggled in my bed. My teenaged heart is aching, the music flowing through my body and mind.
buzzing softly in a corner,
the dusty radio is momentarilly forgotten;
abandoned.
lost without words or melody,
noise like silence fills the air.
buzzing softly in a corner,
the dusty radio is momentarilly forgetten;
abandoned.
lost without words or melody,
noise like silence fills the air.
oh my god.
rushing a web radio design,
mixed feelings come and go.
finally getting to do what i wanted to do
in such a long time,
everything’s now over.
well, almost.
radio radio is a song by elvis costello that a friend’s dad gave me a recording of a while back. I’m not friends with her any more because she was overbearing and turned overprotective the second I got a boyfriend.
I never listen to the radio.
Howard stern is the most amazing broadcaster ever to grace the earth….is my minute up yet? uhhhh…..thats all that needs to be said.
Radio, Radio, RADIO!
Listen to the soundddd, feeel the soul vibrate – rythm, rhyme.. inseminate, mental eclipses from the sounds, souls, sonic, hips – is .. you see that, free, flowing beat work it’s way all the way down to her feet, mm hmm..
and then the AUMMMMMMMMM…
Radio. I never listen to it. It’s boring. They talk too much, and they never play any good music. At least not any music I like. And the commercials, jesus fucking christ. I HATE IT!
Commercials make me feel sick.
So I make my own playlists instead.
It’s like a repeat of every song you’ve ever known, every person you’ve ever loved, and while it claims to be new, it’s not really. It’s old, like you are, sometimes. Even when you feel young, the radio is always there, reminding you of how very old we all are. Even when we’re not. It’s like a sitcom. It’s like a goodbye. And every song is like you, and I ache.
So the radio is blaring in my ear, i keep turning it up, my favourite song is on. I want everyone to hear, i want everyone to know exactly who i am, i am the music i listen to on the radio. I don’t know what i’d do without my radio… all it’s metal and gadgets woven together so magnifacently.
it’s just the same old show on my radio, on my radio, on my radio
Listen! Do you hear what they’re telling you? Society only tells you what it wants you to hear. Be yourself turn off the damn radio and listen to the world outside. Take back some inner peace.
gives you music and something to do in the morning while taking a shower. used in a car. has five letters in it and one is an r and a and d and i and o.
love everybody needs love because is the trully think in the world and the most important think also.
We have to love any time everywhere.
Radio saved my life as a teenager. Rock and roll music coming through the speakers from WLS in Chicago was my lifeline to the outside world. Growing up in rural Iowa
the radio is going under right now because of all the laws they are trying to pass…. i love the radio.. country mostly. love it. makes days fly by and can turn a bad mood into a good mood. Can help feel better about being in a bad mood if all you want is to feel good, not feel better. Radio is a good thing to keep around for our kids.
The world needs peace, because the life is bad, Jesus is the peace what you need.
I said “turn it down, I feel like I’m suffocating”. He couldn’t understand that loudness made my chest tighten and breath shorten. He didn’t turn it down, so I turned the radio off. Silence permeated the Sentra till we arrived home.
listen people fuck poptarts singer gay toaster trashcan table fucking dancing making merry party trashed brewsky drugs alcohol blow stereo shitty music mainstream bullshit
i think of alan cross when i see the word radio. it reminds me of his awesome program that i really miss because i do not know when it is playing anymore. i think that he is really smart and has really interesting facts about the music that i like to listen to and when it comes on i’m always happy. i listen to it on the fox radio station which is pretty cool. i never realized i could type so much.
He was a happy man, never asking for much. Really, all he ever wanted was someone to listen. When he received his first radio, he decided, “this is for me!” Too bad he was boring.
wave, soo cool, I mean, It’s as fast as the light. With radio waves you can travel through the space at ease. That’s cool.
It’s also a good way to transport music.
I love music.
bat
bed
bell
bin
bun
bus
camp
egg
fall
fan
fat
fun
go
gun
hill
kiss
laps
leg
lips
key
lost
The radio was inches from my ear. I heard the pounding bass, the clashing drums, and the carefully written words being sung by mediocre singer. What I did not hear, was you talking. Your lips moved quickly, and the frown on your face was becoming more and more prevalent. I didn’t care what you were saying. I turned my head in the chance I would accidentally read those lips.
radio is sound. waves hitting me across the face and entering into my ears flowing free through my mind and racing on it’s circuits. radio is noise it shares and plays out. it lives and it’s gentle it’s fast but it’s smooth. it has everything you need. just listen. hear
radio, we don’t need no ego, let go of that free-flowing motion. Sounds condensed in a box, unpreturbed, and underheard – we let out a screaaaam of FREEDOM, and whisper sounds of a soft, silky pen, silouette on a paper – shadow slowly unhithers silk sheets, and we come to know, whatever we can voice, in a little box.
No matter how long the car ride is, I always need to have the radio on. We could be going to the restaurant five minutes up the road and I’ll get in the car and before I put on my seatbelt, I’ll turn on the radio. When I’m the one who is driving, the music and the voice coming out of the dashboard box is calming.
funk hyper sonic sounds of the ultra-phonic feeling unbound relentless, courage and compassion in a box form-filled atmosphere, redirect thought, as a loose-leaf unbound and unheard, whispered the words, of a pen and paper – rapture unerred.
the dials turn the message clears fuzz and static threaten again she kicks the little makeshift radio and sighs deaply.
i like listening to the radio but where i live, they only play old newfie songs .. nothing i actually like listening to. i find a lot of inspiration from listening to the radio, usually from stations that play alternative music that i haven’t heard before .. and stations that give you lots of random facts and ideas ..