New way to re­live the old days

The Delhi News-Record - - OPINION - MIKE JIGGENS

I was driv­ing home from work the other day and no­ticed a small car parked that, at first glance, ap­peared to have been van­dal­ized. It looked as if some­one had taken a bar of soap and went wild on the win­dows by writ­ing var­i­ous things in large let­ters.

Upon closer in­spec­tion, how­ever, it looked more like a bill­board on wheels to pro­mote an oldies ra­dio sta­tion. Out of cu­rios­ity I tuned into the fre­quency on my car ra­dio and was im­me­di­ately hooked.

I sup­posed I could be ac­cused of liv­ing in a cave the past sev­eral weeks be­cause this was the first I had heard of this sta­tion whose pres­ence on the FM dial was 99.7. I heard the word Nor­folk men­tioned and re­al­ized it was a new lo­cal sta­tion.

Fur­ther in­ves­ti­ga­tion re­vealed it to be a sis­ter sta­tion to the 98.9 FM sta­tion known as My FM.

Oldies mu­sic, es­pe­cially that from the 1960s and ‘70s, is what most ap­peals to me and com­prises the bulk of my CD col­lec­tion. I can lose my­self in that stuff all day long. I guess oldies can be de­fined to­day as any­thing at least 15 years old. As the decades have passed, there are fewer and fewer songs that ap­peal to me. In other words, I liked just about ev­ery­thing that came out of the 1960s and ‘70s, but by the end of the 1980s, there was more mu­sic from that decade I didn’t care for than what I liked. The mu­sic I ad­mired from the 1990s was even less so, and that trend has con­tin­ued on into the cur­rent mil­len­nium.

In just the 15-minute drive home, I lis­tened to a hand­ful of songs that were in­stantly rec­og­niz­able. A cou­ple of them were from the 1980s when my in­ter­est in cur­rent mu­sic be­gan to peter out, but th­ese se­lec­tions hap­pened to be among those I liked. So far, I like what I’m hear­ing.

My mu­si­cal tastes vary. When I say I like the stuff from the ‘60s and ‘70s, it in­cludes the likes of Tom Jones and En­gel­bert Humperdinck. When I ad­mit that to any­one, they look at me as if I was some­thing that just fell from a tree. And, ad­mit­tedly, I ac­tu­ally en­joyed disco mu­sic from the lat­ter half of the 1970s.

I can lis­ten to Tom or En­gel­bert one moment and then turn around and lis­ten to the Statler Broth­ers the next and move on to the Bea­tles and even­tu­ally the Ma­mas and the Pa­pas or Johnny Cash.

Once the 1980s ar­rived, I sim­ply tuned out from lis­ten­ing to con­tem­po­rary ra­dio sta­tions and sought out those that spe­cial­ized in oldies which, then, meant stuff from the 1960s and ‘70s. The odd gem, even to this day, will come along when I ran­domly catch air­play from other sta­tions, but in gen­eral I tend to live in the past when it comes to mu­sic.

Ku­dos must be ex­tended to this new ra­dio sta­tion. I’ve al­ready locked it into my pre­sets in the car.

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