Let me preface this by telling a short story about Cincinnati radio.
We have two classic rock stations. One plays John Cougar Mellencamp, Bob Seger, and Boston exclusively (if you like any of those musicians, just listen to them every day for your entire life and you will change your mind). The other plays motown and, sometimes, if you’re lucky, The Doors (although recently they’ve gotten much better). WEBN used to be hard rock and nothing but awesome, but now all they play is Godsmack and Nickelback (no comment necessary).
For a couple of years, we had a station called 94.9 The Sound (if you listen to 92.3 in Indy the recorded announcer that says the station’s name is the same guy they had for The Sound). It was basically Indy’s WTTS. Alternative and classics. It was a great station until, one day, Cincinnati turned on its radios and 94.9 became white noise. Moved to HD radio. I don’t know what HD radio is but I’m pretty sure you have to pay for it.
Now, commuting in the early mornings, I’m subjected to morning talk radio. I do get a kick out of Smiley’s morning show, but mostly I listen to Paul Mendenhall because he plays mostly music and doesn’t try to bore us with celebrity news. He’s gotten me into Amos Lee and The Head and the Heart and Fitz and the Tantrums. It’s just a lovely station for everyone who’s sick of hearing Adele’s “Rolling in the Deep” and T Pain’s abhorrent excuse for a song, “The Best Love song she ever heard in her liiiiiifeee.”