Jazz FM sucks the gas pipe.
Posted in music on January 28th, 2007 by bucksatan
Just what in fuck happened to my beloved Jazz station? It used to be virtually commercial-free, with reserved announcers that calmly introduced music from jazz greats and quietly let you know a commercial break was coming. Other than the quarterly PBS type fund drive, it was the perfect radio station. Now, when I wake up to it (set as my alarm) it’s become some clownish “Morning Zoo” style bullshit with Ralph Benmergui and his illiterate cronies. I mean seriously, are the money drives going that poorly?
I prefer to wake up to Jazz, rather than two schmucks wisecracking at top volume over inanities like what they had for dinner, armchair movie reviews or what they think of the war in Iraq. This is severely disappointing. As if radio isn’t set to self-destruct regardless, without this spin on an otherwise respected and solid station, we’ve got an attempt to raise viewership by putting a couple of unfunny blowhards at the mic for “entertainment” purposes.
The BBC news segment is just as pathetic as the Iraq situation is; pummelled into my sleep encrusted brain morning after morning. Is there absolutely nothing else worth reporting in the entire world other than who was blown to smithereens today? Seriously, I hate to sound like a pinko, but I don’t give a shit what happens over there. I. Really. Don’t. Give. A. Fuck. (I’ll leave it at that, considering any more opinionated garble from me and this simple rant will become political all of a sudden.)
Okay. Yes, I hear you and you’re right. I’ll just switch it over to CBC for my wake up call, or better yet, the annoying blare of the internal clock alarm, shocking me into consciousness, instead. A far cry and most likely more soothing than Benmergui’s cretinous voice of idiocy.
(steps quietly off soapbox, the sound of footfalls echo in the distance)







