Who's Singing on Your Radio?

If my mother didn’t make the Beatles magically appear in the studio at WKLO by turning a knob in her light green Impala sedan, then maybe I would not have grown up thinking music is magic. Disclaimer: This was not a case of a mom duping kid. My mom never said, “When we turn on the radio a band plays live in the studio on Broadway.” She didn’t have to. I just knew they did. And it made me happy to know they were there with me in my town.

Since no one in my home played an instrument, music first cast its spell on me via radio towers.

Important radio stations—let’s start with WLRS in Louisville. Album rock appealed to me because I had a fairly large collection of albums from the RCA club, and as I sat on my four-poster bed, doing my high school homework at night, I could look out my window at the skyline of downtown Louisville, all aglow with light, and ponder songs like “Dark Side of the Moon.”

More than a decade later, toward the end of my first year in Houston, I discovered KPFT. The owner of the Mucky Duck sat me at a table for a Toni Price show next to a KPFT DJ, Phil Edwards. He talked up the channel to me that night, and paid for my drink, saying, “If you have any extra money laying around the house, just send it into the station.” Of course, the funniest thing is that my drink magically disappeared because Phil forgot it was mine and drank it himself! I tuned into KPFT for the rest of my years in Houston, and discovered the likes of Dan Zanes and Darden Smith, thanks to DJ’s who knew what they were spinning.

After I met my husband I noticed he tuned to a certain radio station as soon as the radio towers became visible on the 290 drive into Austin from Houston. It was KGSR.

KGSR streams daily on the computer in my office. Part of the fun of it is just seeing what will be playing, like now, Bob Marley’s “Stir It Up.” Earlier when I started the blog, Talking Heads were in the studio (not really, but you know KGSR is the place it’s most likely to happen) playing “Life in Wartime.” More importantly though, I may just hear a song by someone I’ve seen live in a small venue, like Alejandro Escovedo.

Radio magic continues tonight when an acquaintance of mine, Ian McLagan, chats with the host of a show on WCOM in Carrboro, NC.

Feel free to share your magic radio stations on the blog.

"But I heard you singing on the radio/your chariot was swinging way down low."
-Walter Tragert, “Singing on the Radio”