Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Radio: Magical mystery tour...

In this cut-throat computer age: The radio has proved itself resilient. It's phoenix. Digital natives participate in phone-in programs--eagerly. That's incredible! 

We didn't have telly. We'd a big radio with knobs. It's like a mainframe computer! Its antenna was like fishnet. Its instrument panel / dashboard looked like the flight deck of Supermarine Spitfire -- of Second World War! LOL Nevertheless, that teleported us into some parallel universe. It took us on a magical mystery tour. It's our sole escapade. Life was nonchalant... There's oblivious romanticism... We went about doing things at a snail’s pace. Life was slow-footed.

I used to listen to the radio in Emirates. After a lull I've started listening to it again... I'm hooked like flower people! What do you girls and guys know about flower power eh? LOL Anyway, girl radio disc jockeys have vibrant personalities... Have noteworthy social conscience. Ethics. And, of course--nymphlike voices! :-) I'm NOT into visuals. I'm more into voice. What do you call it eh? Aural or whatever. I've serious and unabashed crush on 'em--er--ahem--shhh--Let's be discreet about this...

Guy radio disc jockeys are juvenile delinquents. (Jabbing you in the ribs!) Their playlists are raunchy. STOP pouting, guys! :-)

Oh, drat! It's already five o'clock! ;-)

It's time to tune in...

Bye-bye! See you later!

Crackling static.

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