Sunday mornings around here are filled with the percussive beats of the “Legends of Alternative.” What’s that? It’s the radio, ladies and gents, boys and girls.
A long, long time ago in a faraway place lived a young ESL teacher. Every morning she drove ten miles to school on the freeway, listening to the semi-avant garde sounds of a radio station that marketed itself as being on the cutting edge of rock music. Every afternoon, she drove. home, listening to the same radio station. And now?
Her favorite DJ from back in the day now has a Sunday morning radio show on ANOTHER station, playing those songs.
Yes, folks. Once “New Wave,” they are now oldies.
As am I.
So what’s the music? There are more artists than I can list without this turning into an epic catalog, but, as an example, we just heard Queen, earlier the Clash, The Police and Blondie. Devo, Depressed Mode, Iggy Pop, the Cure, the Cramps, Morrissey. Maybe some Dead Kennedys and Sex Pistols, Pretenders, the Pogues, Bryan Ferry, Simple Minds and, top of my personal list from those days…