OK so I got this new used car when my Old Faithful was on its last legs. As part of the deal, I got three free months of satellite radio. My experience therewith reminds me of Bruce Springsteen's song 57 Channels (and nothing on).
I think this is a case where legislation is in order. For example, in a just and rational world, any 80s music channel should be required to play Safety Dance at least once an hour, with Sledgehammer following close behind. Instead, I've heard She Blinded Me with Science more times in the last week than in that entire decade.
And don't even get me started on the 90s. As far as I can tell, the only musical justification for that decade was Counting Crows doing Mr. Jones and I haven't heard that one yet either.
I guess I'll keep listening to recorded books.
WORSE THAN WISCONSIN: Michigan.
MORE ON THAT here.
THE CLIFF THING. Here's an interesting look at public opinion.
GOAT ROPE ADVISORY LEVEL: ELEVATED