I must say that The Current is probably where I get most of my songs. And, for the record, I can speak with confidence when I say that the current is VERY hit-or-miss. And before my inbox gets flooded with pro-89.3 listeners, let me just say this: No. I am right.
During the course of any given hour, the current can rattle off a barrage of songs that, in one corner, epitomize the spirit and the evolution of modern music and are a titillating pleasure to listen to, and in the OTHER corner are the songs that are played by the bands that are so off the deep end, that they THINK they are the spirit and evolution of modern music ("was any of that noise made by an actual instrument?" you might say to yourself).
And while I know that you can't have rainbows without the rain. It just seems like sometimes I can't smell the roses without stepping in dog shit. Or something like that. When in Rome, right?
So I'll continue to wade through the current's playlist with the cautious persistence of a sugar-frenzied child during an Easter egg hunt in a minefield, knowing that the longer I listen, the more likely I am to come across a really bad song. Or to explode in Cadbury deliciousness.
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