music and static blaring through a hot summer day my body slowly moving to the beat however unconsciously little kids playing hopscotch outside somehow managing to keep to the beat delicious barbeque’s that are completed with the noise of the music and the words that connect us with the rest of the world
i used to own 4 radios but they all got stolen from me by a peddler. i do not like not having radios. everything is so boring. i cant sleep without a radio. i cant eat without a radio. i cant live without a radio. it just gets worse and worse every day.
blasted through in my room, the sound of love sick rock songs drummed in my ear, leaving a humming noise like the bird outside my window. My heart was broke, he had broken it with that stupid girl. How could he? he loved me? Oh well. life goes oh and so must i, that bastard.
‘turn on the radio” the little ninjas in pink shoes came out to dance the samba dance they had much fun with the radio, the radio the radio. They danced and danced the ninjas in pink shoes.
i listen to the radio, my hand held on the backside of this old version of communication in some effort to pull in the signal, make it stronger…i’ve seen that done on old films. no more internet nor cable nor even normal tv for me.
nor for anyone.
we are left, once again, with the radio to tell us who is winning/losing/who cares? and it’s been silent for days.
still, i sit, and i hold my hand on the back, and i wait… i refuse to accept the last words of mankind was that ass who broadcast, “oops, my bad!”, right before it all went away.
My dad and I were driving home from a daytrip out of town, and Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen came on the radio. He and I looked at each other, and he turned it up, and the two of us sang out loud for the entire song, yelling the whole drive down the highway. It was the first time I’d ever seen my father let loose before, and it’s a moment I’ll always remember, because the two of us shared it, and no one else.
radio radio radio radio, one radio two radio blue radio red radio. Im not a creative writer but nooo you want me to do this so there im done cause the word is radio…
on the radio she heard the outside. people people talking singing arguing loving. different things from inside her brain it was different. different from inside the room. they kept her in the room. but they gave her they gave me a radio. a radio. it sang to me.
The music is blastig, the windows are open, the sun is hot, and the backs of my legs are sticking to the seats, but I don’t mind cause it’s a perfect day.
I have a love/hate relationship with the radio. I need to listen to it because I have to stay fresh with the music that’s coming out. However, it’s also ruined a many good song by playing the hell out of it. I think the radio will always be relevant though.
i like listening to the radio when I am driving in my car. The radio has gotten me through some very long drives when I didn’t have a tape player. The radio is something that will never go away, just improved. Already we have the Syrius radio.
Radio is dying. It’s a sad thing, because it’s so kitschy in a weird way that I love. I love the crackles and the endless ads and bad jokes. I will miss the radio, if and when it dies.
Who killed the radio star! ah Video :)
And then there are radio waves
I want to develop my own frequency
But would then have to find people with similar tunings
And communicate with them
Difficult it is
Even now i can say that
Maybe all lines in that route would be busy
Who killed the radio star! ah Video :)
And then there are radio waves
I want to develop my own frequency
But would then have to find people with similar tunings
And communicate with them
Difficult it is
Even now i can say that
Maybe all lines in that route would be busy
just give me one last kiss good bye and i’ll leave these summer nights buried deep inside my heart it aches for everything you never said, this care is running on empty just like my heart this car is running on empty as a radio sound tracks our lives.
I met my ex-girlfriend at our school’s radio station. It’s really weird to think about that now. Something felt strange the first time I saw her. It’s like I knew somehow it would be important. I remember every moment with such intense accuracy, even the ones that took place before she was officially part of my life. One of those people you have a good dynamic with immediately. It’s rare. Fuck.
i LOVE llistening ot the radio! the best kind is internet radio, bc you can listen to differnet radios from all over the world :) my favourites are canadian radio stations! they’re pretty sweet with LOTS of music and little talking… lol
Music. Words. Bringing people together. Families gathered together to listen about robbers and heros. Listening to presidents reassure their country. Listening to music. Bringing love and togetherness.
i once listened to a radio. the president was talking and he was talking of war. war with russia. it was the cold war. i was a secret agent during the cold war killing other spies. i used a silenced pistol.
I listneed to the radio and a guy came on about the movies and he said about the good ones and I watched the movie he talked about and it was a good so i wrote a review of it and people commented on the review and when they did i commented them back and we we’re friends and I met them in real life and we we’re together for a long time and we fell in love and we had kids and we were happy.
oh goddamn. my sister has been singing, ‘on the radio, uh-oh! oh the radio, uh-oh!’ over and aver again for the past week. i think it’s part of a regina spektor song or something but it’s been driving me crazy.
also, i listen to npr.
also, i just got a song from a friend by the name ‘radio’ by the jurassic 5. they’re awesome.
I love radio because I think free music is one of the last great blessings on earth. You must pay for everything else. Of course, there’s XM and Sirius, but I’m talking about good old free am/fm. Music, sports talk, religious programming, all ours at the flick of a button, NO CHARge.
she turned on the radio and it seems as though every song was made for her. they were all optimistic anthems made the help her feel better and made her think she made the right decision in walking out on the job she hated.
my radio doesn’t play much anymore. i don’t use it i use the internet more and my mp3s. i forget sometimes how much i love music i think we change from music to talk radio as we get older it’s amazing how many radio stations there are that i don’t reallyg et to hear but want to and we like to listen to so much music and it brings us all together so we can enjoy life
She sat by the warmth of the fire, listening to the radio. Since she had lost her sight many years ago, she had found great comfort in the radio. She enjoyed a whole variety of things; talk back (she often phoned in and gave her opinions), music programs, the gardening program and a lot more. She was alone much of her time as her children had long gone and her husband had died about ten years back.
something i listen to all the time.
interesting facts and songs always hear something new. local news. radio gets results
paul harvey. weather reports sports things i want to know about.
don’t sweat it just be happy. Life is too short to be a bitch. How can I live this way it makes everyone unhappy. It’s a bad vibe. So keep it real all the time. Got me~
The deep voice of the man speaking of deep things, he speaks of death violence and the kid next door turned from his path to success and pushed through a doorway leading to the dank stairway of prison.
I like listening to music on the radio. The radio is a great source of communication. Media Hype. Music. Semi intelligent people spouting out fact and fiction. Oh, and lets not forget the countless minutes spent with companies feeding you propaganda. You’re lucky if you get three songs in a row…ahh the radio.
radio is a way to transmit data to other people. it is also a way to recieve data. Anyone who listens to the radio is listening to the thoughts and data of other poeple who send it. Any one who sends it tells others of what they know and think. IT is important for everyone to know what others know, and the radio was the most popular and powerful way to get and send that information before the invention of the television
The radio shifted in and out of frequency as she drove along the bumpy road, shifting between static and some sort of talk show, back and forth. Irritated, she snapped it off and continued her journey in silence, feeling the vast desert encompass her in it’s sterility.
The radio falls over the side and into the Atlantic, and no one even thinks to grab it. The crew simply watch as the water churns and knocks the boat off-balance, sending their only source of entertainment into the swirling, frothing abyss, never to eke out another one of Captain Lonestar’s country oldies again.
The radio falls over the side and into the Atlantic, and no one even thinks to grab it. The crew simply watch as the water churns and knocks the boat off-balance, sending their only source of entertainment into the swirling, frothing abyss, never to eke out another one of Captain Lonestar’s country oldies again.
the radio blares and all i can think about is how i don’t want to get up and change the chanel. I don’t like this tune i don’t like the way it makes me think. I feel like the next time I hear a teen pop artist i will shoot the radio.
The radio falls over the side and into the Atlantic, and no one even thinks to grab it. The crew simply watch as the water churns and knocks the boat off-balance, sending their only source of entertainment into the swirling, frothing abyss, never to eke out another one of Captain Lonestar’s country oldies again.
music and static blaring through a hot summer day my body slowly moving to the beat however unconsciously little kids playing hopscotch outside somehow managing to keep to the beat delicious barbeque’s that are completed with the noise of the music and the words that connect us with the rest of the world
i used to own 4 radios but they all got stolen from me by a peddler. i do not like not having radios. everything is so boring. i cant sleep without a radio. i cant eat without a radio. i cant live without a radio. it just gets worse and worse every day.
blasted through in my room, the sound of love sick rock songs drummed in my ear, leaving a humming noise like the bird outside my window. My heart was broke, he had broken it with that stupid girl. How could he? he loved me? Oh well. life goes oh and so must i, that bastard.
Hm… Life is what you make of it, Make it good.
‘turn on the radio” the little ninjas in pink shoes came out to dance the samba dance they had much fun with the radio, the radio the radio. They danced and danced the ninjas in pink shoes.
i listen to the radio, my hand held on the backside of this old version of communication in some effort to pull in the signal, make it stronger…i’ve seen that done on old films. no more internet nor cable nor even normal tv for me.
nor for anyone.
we are left, once again, with the radio to tell us who is winning/losing/who cares? and it’s been silent for days.
still, i sit, and i hold my hand on the back, and i wait… i refuse to accept the last words of mankind was that ass who broadcast, “oops, my bad!”, right before it all went away.
My dad and I were driving home from a daytrip out of town, and Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen came on the radio. He and I looked at each other, and he turned it up, and the two of us sang out loud for the entire song, yelling the whole drive down the highway. It was the first time I’d ever seen my father let loose before, and it’s a moment I’ll always remember, because the two of us shared it, and no one else.
radio radio radio radio, one radio two radio blue radio red radio. Im not a creative writer but nooo you want me to do this so there im done cause the word is radio…
on the radio she heard the outside. people people talking singing arguing loving. different things from inside her brain it was different. different from inside the room. they kept her in the room. but they gave her they gave me a radio. a radio. it sang to me.
The music is blastig, the windows are open, the sun is hot, and the backs of my legs are sticking to the seats, but I don’t mind cause it’s a perfect day.
I have a love/hate relationship with the radio. I need to listen to it because I have to stay fresh with the music that’s coming out. However, it’s also ruined a many good song by playing the hell out of it. I think the radio will always be relevant though.
listen to the latest news and enjoy
i like listening to the radio when I am driving in my car. The radio has gotten me through some very long drives when I didn’t have a tape player. The radio is something that will never go away, just improved. Already we have the Syrius radio.
Radio is dying. It’s a sad thing, because it’s so kitschy in a weird way that I love. I love the crackles and the endless ads and bad jokes. I will miss the radio, if and when it dies.
new machine controled the world at specific time …used all over the world and made alot of thing easier like the news and seveal things
Who killed the radio star! ah Video :)
And then there are radio waves
I want to develop my own frequency
But would then have to find people with similar tunings
And communicate with them
Difficult it is
Even now i can say that
Maybe all lines in that route would be busy
Who killed the radio star! ah Video :)
And then there are radio waves
I want to develop my own frequency
But would then have to find people with similar tunings
And communicate with them
Difficult it is
Even now i can say that
Maybe all lines in that route would be busy
You listen to it. It is shit. Yeah.
just give me one last kiss good bye and i’ll leave these summer nights buried deep inside my heart it aches for everything you never said, this care is running on empty just like my heart this car is running on empty as a radio sound tracks our lives.
I met my ex-girlfriend at our school’s radio station. It’s really weird to think about that now. Something felt strange the first time I saw her. It’s like I knew somehow it would be important. I remember every moment with such intense accuracy, even the ones that took place before she was officially part of my life. One of those people you have a good dynamic with immediately. It’s rare. Fuck.
i LOVE llistening ot the radio! the best kind is internet radio, bc you can listen to differnet radios from all over the world :) my favourites are canadian radio stations! they’re pretty sweet with LOTS of music and little talking… lol
Music. Words. Bringing people together. Families gathered together to listen about robbers and heros. Listening to presidents reassure their country. Listening to music. Bringing love and togetherness.
i once listened to a radio. the president was talking and he was talking of war. war with russia. it was the cold war. i was a secret agent during the cold war killing other spies. i used a silenced pistol.
I listneed to the radio and a guy came on about the movies and he said about the good ones and I watched the movie he talked about and it was a good so i wrote a review of it and people commented on the review and when they did i commented them back and we we’re friends and I met them in real life and we we’re together for a long time and we fell in love and we had kids and we were happy.
oh goddamn. my sister has been singing, ‘on the radio, uh-oh! oh the radio, uh-oh!’ over and aver again for the past week. i think it’s part of a regina spektor song or something but it’s been driving me crazy.
also, i listen to npr.
also, i just got a song from a friend by the name ‘radio’ by the jurassic 5. they’re awesome.
I love radio because I think free music is one of the last great blessings on earth. You must pay for everything else. Of course, there’s XM and Sirius, but I’m talking about good old free am/fm. Music, sports talk, religious programming, all ours at the flick of a button, NO CHARge.
she turned on the radio and it seems as though every song was made for her. they were all optimistic anthems made the help her feel better and made her think she made the right decision in walking out on the job she hated.
my radio doesn’t play much anymore. i don’t use it i use the internet more and my mp3s. i forget sometimes how much i love music i think we change from music to talk radio as we get older it’s amazing how many radio stations there are that i don’t reallyg et to hear but want to and we like to listen to so much music and it brings us all together so we can enjoy life
frequency
car
listen
music
news
sports
fm
am
105.7
mix fm
nrj
radio one
commercials
advertisements
She sat by the warmth of the fire, listening to the radio. Since she had lost her sight many years ago, she had found great comfort in the radio. She enjoyed a whole variety of things; talk back (she often phoned in and gave her opinions), music programs, the gardening program and a lot more. She was alone much of her time as her children had long gone and her husband had died about ten years back.
something i listen to all the time.
interesting facts and songs always hear something new. local news. radio gets results
paul harvey. weather reports sports things i want to know about.
don’t sweat it just be happy. Life is too short to be a bitch. How can I live this way it makes everyone unhappy. It’s a bad vibe. So keep it real all the time. Got me~
The deep voice of the man speaking of deep things, he speaks of death violence and the kid next door turned from his path to success and pushed through a doorway leading to the dank stairway of prison.
I like listening to music on the radio. The radio is a great source of communication. Media Hype. Music. Semi intelligent people spouting out fact and fiction. Oh, and lets not forget the countless minutes spent with companies feeding you propaganda. You’re lucky if you get three songs in a row…ahh the radio.
radio is a way to transmit data to other people. it is also a way to recieve data. Anyone who listens to the radio is listening to the thoughts and data of other poeple who send it. Any one who sends it tells others of what they know and think. IT is important for everyone to know what others know, and the radio was the most popular and powerful way to get and send that information before the invention of the television
The radio shifted in and out of frequency as she drove along the bumpy road, shifting between static and some sort of talk show, back and forth. Irritated, she snapped it off and continued her journey in silence, feeling the vast desert encompass her in it’s sterility.
The radio falls over the side and into the Atlantic, and no one even thinks to grab it. The crew simply watch as the water churns and knocks the boat off-balance, sending their only source of entertainment into the swirling, frothing abyss, never to eke out another one of Captain Lonestar’s country oldies again.
The radio falls over the side and into the Atlantic, and no one even thinks to grab it. The crew simply watch as the water churns and knocks the boat off-balance, sending their only source of entertainment into the swirling, frothing abyss, never to eke out another one of Captain Lonestar’s country oldies again.
the radio blares and all i can think about is how i don’t want to get up and change the chanel. I don’t like this tune i don’t like the way it makes me think. I feel like the next time I hear a teen pop artist i will shoot the radio.
The radio falls over the side and into the Atlantic, and no one even thinks to grab it. The crew simply watch as the water churns and knocks the boat off-balance, sending their only source of entertainment into the swirling, frothing abyss, never to eke out another one of Captain Lonestar’s country oldies again.