Ramble On

So, last week I made a quick trip to homeville for some qt with the Thacks, light furniture shuffling, and trip supply shopping with Mom.  I am aware that Walmart is evil (I listen to NPR) but jaysus its fun in there.  I could not have been happier on my slightly buzzed maiden voyage through the double-wide aisles.  They have everything under the, um, florescent tube lighting.  I had no idea!

All this is to say that I enjoyed no aspect of my visit more than the accompanying soundtrack provided, reliably, by 95.9 "The Fox."  Matt Zako is still playing precisely the same track list he did when I was in high school.  I appreciate that my foxy brothers don't mess with the classic rock recipe - it is a period frozen in time and, unlike the rest of us, doesn't age.  

101.1 and 96.7 used to call themselves oldies and classic rock, respectively, but now include the odd B-52 or Midnight Oil hit.  Not the Fox.  King Harvest, Three Dog Night, Zep, AC/DC, Doobies - we do not question the formula.  Bonus points awarded for the consistent, non-ironic air time given to "Jessica," making all the world seem a Birk wearing, Rolling Rock drinking, open-windowed night in CT.  Turn it up.