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The problem with radio is just what's already been illustrated here: They take a perfectly good band, pick three or four songs and play the everloving crap out of them. AC/DC has a ton of great songs, but all you ever hear is Hell's Bells, Back in Black and occasionally, TNT.
Up in my neck of the woods in Sussex County, I can only get in one station in the garage. That's right, one station (Sadly, the CD player died, probably due to all of the metal dust I throw around in there with the grinder and I'm too cheap to buy satellite until they figure out the whole Sirius/XM debate). That's it. It happens to be Franklin's rock station, the equivalent of 104.3. I never liked Rush (Not much of a pot smoking, laser light show watching hippie) or U2 (Die, Bono...just die...the starving children will thank you), but I now hate them enough to find an excuse to use the noisiest tool in my arsenal when they come on, which is at least three times in a five hour period (Six on 'Two for Tuesday').
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