Last week, music writer Chris Parker mused on the changing landscape of local radio [“Radio Nowhere,” January 30]. “Many folks have about as much use for the radio these days as they do for old VHS tapes,” he wrote.
Parker says that thanks to influx of new media, from satellite radio to podcasts, fewer folks are tuning into the old school dial, which he describes as “slow, stodgy, and hopelessly outdated.”
While this may be true for Angelinos idling on the 101 Freeway, it seems that Rust Belt listeners prefer the old fashion format. On January 24, Inside Radio, the broadcast industry’s leading online publication, announced that “the rustbelt remains radio’s stronghold.” And no other market spends more time with the dial than Akron…
This article appears in Jan 30 – Feb 5, 2008.
Howie’s Chizzik (check your spelling, Dennis!) is a tough competitor, you know it! But I think maybe he was talking about a bubble being upon the choad of Akron, when you have “a bubble in your choad.” It is called a “hernia,” but once I also had a rinca, which is like that butt worse! Mother used to call it “pinecone butt.” She took me to the doctor for five dollars (and those were 1946 dollars!) and he put a salve on the rinca and it went down a bit.
My point being, of course, that if Mister Grollmus thinks he can get one over on me, he is sorely mistaken! I would never listen to the radio, because all they play is that rap music, which talks too fast for me! I think Howie would agree with me on THAT one! Haw!
Interesting story!