Now, I'm a big proponent of DJs and AOR. Which is why, generally speaking, I listen to and support Radio Paradise in my own home. In the car, however, I have a choice currently of a bunch of Clear Channel stations, and this thing.
And gawd, I hate being a marketing demographic, but it beats the stuffing out of the 40 song playlists on the local 80's and hard rock stations. (There's a classic rock station that's not too bad--it's sort of a thirty years of top 40 schtick that at least ensures a little Doobie Brothers and Edgar Winter Group every now and again, but man I'm sick of the same three Fleetwood Mac songs, yanno?)
So I think I'm falling victim to it. Because on the way home from work, I heard the Beastie Boys, Everlast, Pat Benetar, and that great standard of late-night Burt Reynolds infomercial television, the theme from Smokey and the Bandit.
The bad news is, I now feel the uncontrollable urge to go order some miniblinds. I'll be back after the commercial break.
In other, Spy Kitty related news, Illya just let me stand outside about seven feet from the food bowl and talk to him while he ate.