Boston Radio Sucks

I was in my neighbor's back yard last night, cooking some awesome burgers, downing a can or 2 of Bud Light, hanging out with some friends, when we decided to turn on the radio. I have a discerning palette when it comes to music, but I can normally listen to anything. Except for radio stations in Boston. Well, a lot of them anyways. After hearing "White Winged Dove" by Stevie Nicks, followed by "Stayin' Alive" by the Bee Gees, on to "Let Her Cry" by Hootie and the Blowfish, I have decided never to listen to the radio in Boston again.

The idea of a shuffle mix is a good idea if you are tone deaf, enjoy being told what kind of music to like, or just can't decide for yourself what is good so you enjoy other people telling you what to like. We flipped the station, and the next three songs turned out to be "Whatta Man" by Salt N Pepa, "Peaches" by The Presidents of the United States of America, and "Something to Believe In" by Posion. I'd like something to believe in...i'd like to believe that the radio doesn't suck here, but it does. Listening to the radio out here is like playing the lottery and always losing. Wait, i never win the lottery so I guess it's simply like playing the lottery. Keep listening, maybe you will win eventually, and catch a song like Acid Raindrops by People Under the Stairs. But, if you live where I live, I somehow doubt it.