I set my alarm this morning to turn on B104.7 at 8:00. It was the first time I’ve used the radio alarm in about 6 years. Anyway, it woke me and I just about beat the bejesus out of my air hockey table. I have it propped up vertically at the foot of my bed because my roommates are poseurs and we’re cramped for room. I’ve had it there for a few months, but this is the first time I thought when I woke up that it was someone standing there with a malicious intent.
I’m sitting here waiting for Pete’s interview on the radio and they’re playing some bastardized version of Angels Among Us. As if that song wasn’t bad enough to begin with they had to throw news coverage excerpts in it and play it TWO YEARS after the fact.
Poor Pete. Man, this girl interviewing him is nutty. Trevor just called. “How did she get into radio with that voice?” It’s pretty bad. Pete is handling himself damn well, considering he’s got a fruitcake interviewing him. She asked him, “what is your primary instrument, would you say?” I know the point of an interview is to get the interviewee to explain the obvious, but that is a little too horrible for even morning radio. She keeps talking about how cute Pete is…in her kindergarten teacher voice…Pete just played Running Low on Angels…smoked it…and them. Oh my…she just said the music in Texas is “spicy, just like the food.” Jesus. Thank goodness Pete’s kicking ass…
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