Blue Notes

I’m hooked on satellite radio

My wife recently bought a new car. It came with satellite radio. And free programming for six months. She didn’t ask for it but she said: “What the heck.”

And now I am hooked.

“Can I take your car?”

“What’s wrong with yours?”

“It’s low on gas.”

“So put some in it.”

“I don’t have any windshield-washer fluid.”

“There’s some in the garage.”

“Okay…it doesn’t have satellite!”

I have a lot of friends who are in the radio business. So I am sorry to say this, but I love satellite radio. Now, I know that there will always be a place for local radio. And Montreal has such a distinct cultural zeitgeist that no other universal radio station will ever fill its niche.

But that’s for talk. Music is a whole other thing.

How about a blues station? Or a bluegrass station? A Frank Sinatra station? Or an Outlaw Country station?

And music from the decades; from the ’40s to the ’90s.

Recently I heard a song I hadn’t heard since the Bronze Age. It was “Yeah Yeah” by Georgie Fame, a song that had somehow escaped all the oldies formats that our local stations had tried for years.

I heard it the same way I heard it in the ’60s, when it was new and when I was new. It crashed into my consciousness and stirred up all the energy I used to have. It made me remember how I felt about life then. How the world was fresh. How I was certain something big was happening and I was a part of it.

I used to walk down Sherbrooke Street with my soul on fire. It was exciting just to be young and alive.

There were so many of us then. We all recognized each other. We were on the same path. And it cut through all the old socio-economic categories.

I was naive, for sure. Maybe another word for it is dumb. But it was a glorious naïveté. Everything was blooming. In fact, now that I think about it, that must be what a flower feels like.

I certainly hope the kids today feel the same way. It is a feeling that fades as you get older. Unless, of course, you hear a song you haven’t heard for decades and it can come surging back.

For three minutes.

So they sold us the car with satellite radio built in. They thought if we had it free for six months we would never let it go.

And they were right.

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