Every time a radio station plays the radio edit of Earth, Wind, and Fire’s Let’s Groove (the version lacking the minute-long instrumental in the middle), three disembodied, floating heads of Maurice White devour a dancing woman.

Is it sad that I experience a massive amount of joy from such a short spanish radio jingle?

I like to put on me headphones, turn on some music, close my eyes, and disappear into the ether.

It’s even better when you’re tired

For some reason, I’ve been feeling more and more like listening to music in a minor key, apparently. What with the (all but) death of Hitz 94, and the direction that noncoms lean in this area, there’s not a whole lot on the radio.

My answer: if you can’t find anything good on the radio, put something there. So I’ve been coming up with various playlists every night, and have been sticking them on air while I fall asleep. (I have a small FM transmitter, like one you’d plug into an iPod or cd player.)

For a while, I’d been feeding the transmitter the WUVT stream, but every time I kept tuning in, it was automation, and I began hearing the same stuff over and over again, so I said screw it, and right now I’m listening to a station on Pandora that I created by feeding it the song title “Blue Monday” (by New Order) and then approving/disproving its recommendations from there. It’s to the point where I don’t want to turn it off and go to sleep