Saturday, September 20, 2008
I don't know why, but Albuquerque radio stations are terrible. I like "alternative rock", and the only station playing this leans toward thrashing, metal rock with double kick drums. (I now instinctively turn the station with I hear that signature "thu-thump thu-thump.")
I also enjoy some mindless pop music once in awhile, if only to dull my senses after work. The best pop music station in Albuquerque, by far, is a Christian station. I'm all about Christian outreach being excellent and am happy that the station is so good. But it says something that a station restricting itself to such a small part of the available music easily trounces its competition. And what it says is bad. Perhaps if I spoke Spanish I would feel differently. There are at least half a dozen Spanish language stations, playing mariachi to latin pop. Still not quite my style, but I imagine Spanish speakers are quite pleased.
Finally (and this is the kicker) I have yet to find NPR. No Car Talk (at least over the airwaves), no Prairie Home Companion, no All Things Considered, no BBC news service at night. A city without a decent NPR station isn't really a city in my book. Albuquerque my be five times the size of Ann Arbor, but its radio has a long way to go before it measures up.
We miss our friends and family, of course. Albuquerque is such that you can constantly see the desert stretching out from the city, reminding you that there is NOWHERE to go and NO ONE to go see. On the bright side, this desolate land sure is pretty.