During the mornings when I do my research and write this blog, I like to listen to the radio. Since National Propaganda Radio is the only non-commercial alternative, I usually listen to that, bad as it is. But they've been begging for money lately, which makes a very bad situation much, much worse. They enlist people like actor Alec Baldwin and that annoying, squeaky-voiced eunuch Ira Glass (of This American Life) to harangue the listener, to try to shame us into contributing because NPR is just so good, ya' know?
My favorite moment came last week when the local cretins, who are feverishly begging for their jobs, reminded me that only on Pittsburgh's essential public radio could I hear comprehensive, unbiased reporting. I like listening to the radio because I like the background noise and the voices, even if the stuff they're saying is complete bullshit. I live and work at home by myself, and it gets lonely.
So faced with the begging, I had three alternatives: I could 1) kill myself; 2) kill them; or 3) dip into my own CD collection. Reasonably enough, I went with option #3. Today I'm featuring an older jazz album (1998) I've been listening to this week—guitarist Al Di Meola's The Infinite Desire. It's a great album, and I hope you like it.
- Beyond The Mirage
- The Infinite Desire