Monday, February 27, 2012

Hey Man Look At Me Rocking Out (I'm On the Radio!)


Once upon a time in a crazy little town at a crazy little school, a crazy little girl from another crazy little town was trying to figure out how to survive among people from crazy big towns, in crazy classes, and crazy social situations. And then she found radio, in a slightly bigger, equally crazy town. She went back to her crazy school, and somehow got a show at the radio station. The rest is another story.

My experiences at WOBC have been like a wild and wacky roller coaster where sometimes the seat belts come off and you go upside-down and almost splat on the sidewalk below. If I had a quarter for every time I've said something disparaging about station politics, I would be able to do laundry. For the next 4 years.

But WOBC's been really good to me. Once a week, I get to ramble and play music on my show. I get access to so much music, and get to organize to my heart's content. I get to work the door and take money from cute boys at parties. I get to help lead a group of fellow folk music enthusiasts as we eat snacks, do crossword puzzles, and are incredibly critical of new music that enters the station.

More importantly, I feel more comfortable doing things in the station than I do anywhere else on campus. There's nothing quite as soothing as alphabetizing vinyl blues anthologies when you've just come from 99 cent Margarita night with your ex-boyfriend and are feeling really weird about relationships. There's nothing like making people who intimidate you laugh with your jokes about crapping cds. There's nothing like staying up late in the station finishing a paper listening to disco Christmas music and talking to all of the DJs who come in because you just can't work in the library any more. There's nothing like discovering acd that has some connection to a place you used to live, and feeling transported to a different life stage. Most of the time when I'm in the radio station, my stress and social anxiety temporarily melts away.
Anyway, I really love radio and I really love WOBC. And I think sometimes they both love me.