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My Mac’s got Internet (streaming radio) that essentially makes the zillions of CD’s I’ve burned into my drive essentially obsolete.

I never tire of Bantanga—-a Spanish station that’s assuredly Central American.  It took me awhile to see if the playlist for it (or any) such broadband casts exist anywhere, and they don’t–at least on-line. 

Playlists, I’m happy to report, ARE on the magazines that occasionally (only occasionally) appear sporadically on programming.  Get a free (endless) subscription to any of the dozens of stations out there, and you’ll see the playlists, or at least on the (mostly Panamanian) station I so dig.   Be sure to jot down the time you hear a meaningful jam, look it up, and go to the iTunes store or go to Amazon.com and pay (usually) less than $5 for the entire CD it’s found on.  

In my case, given the station, bilingual capababilities or my brain is most helpful.  You’ll likely listen to English-speaking stations if you’re lucky enough to get hold of this miracle of science and technology.   Windows XP has a meanering path by which you can use your PC to delight your ears.

Commerical radio is absolutely terrible, I say, and let it all die a slow and painful death.  Artists get hardly anything for it, relative to the blink of time they’re in the limelight and playlists–and we’re talking a tiny slither of artists, and seldom, if ever, the best ones out there.   Screw advertisers.  They pollute ear canals and brain cells equally.  You may as well make amourous advances in the StL Zoo’s newest pachidern, a baby girl elephant (who’s doing fine as of 2-27, thank you).