As you may have experienced, when you are taken out of your culture, you can become very drawn to any little thing that reminds you of home. Such is my relationship with the radio here.
We seem to have five stations in the city, and I can't seem to nail any of them down to a single "format" in the sense that I am used to. So when I am in the car, I use the seek button a lot, and go around and around through the frequencies. Sometimes I settle in to the game of recognizing Spanish words, although almost never a complete thought, as the DJs speed through their comments. Other times I find some pleasant music in Spanish that I have never heard. Sometimes there is music in English.
I always stop when I hear English.
What is so interesting to me is which English songs get played. The only place to hear current music is Chilis. They must have sattelite radio. On one standard radio station yesterday, I listened from start to finish to Wilson-Phillips sing "Hold On." I didn't care for it when it was released, and still don't, but I sure know the words. Next I thought I was going to hear Queen, but to my horror heard "Ice Ice Baby"--the whole thing. I pulled into the garage in the middle of "I'm Too Sexy" by Right Said Fred, and I really was puzzled by what that program director was thinking. I'll tune in some more for further analysis.
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It's 1990 on the radio in Mexico! For your sanity you may need to satellite radio in your car.
Yep! Radio here sucks. A few years back we lost our all-English music station to an all-talk station. Don't know what the radio people were thinking!!! Use an I-pod...
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