I’ll explain this picture in a second.
Our neighbor really likes this radio station.
103.7 Lite FM.
So we listen to it a lot, through the window. Sometimes even into the evenings, at about the time when Delilah’s show comes on.
This happens so much I feel I’m on a first-name basis with “Delilah.”
To give you some idea of her personality, here’s how Delilah describes herself:
“I was a small-town girl. Aside from the ridiculous green beret and homely green jumper, signing me up for Girl Scouts was the best decision Mom made for her fifth-grade daughter… —Delilah’s biography on 103litefm
The thing about it is, it’s a nice change from all the emo stuff you keep hearing all the time on KEXP.
I used to like KEXP but lately other things are more interesting, for some reason.
For example, cds from the early 1990s. From the dustier section of our collection. Also: podcasts.
Even the Lite FM station is a nice change of pace, kind of. It sort of reminds me of home, actually.
Actually it’s Anytown, America music.
This is the kind of music that reminds me of after tennis practice. Back in the day.
It makes me want to drive to a mall and get take out from Chick-Fil-A.
Did I really just say that?
Ew.
CORRECTION: August 1, 2008
So, I found out Delilah is actually on a different radio station.
I trusted a fast Google search to find out about this woman. I trusted the results. I really believed I’d found what I was looking for. How many Delilah-hosted radio shows can there be?
On a long road trip yesterday around eveningtime I tuned right into 103.7. Not what I’d been hearing through the window from our neighbor’s radio.
Nontheless, pressing SCAN and waiting about for a bit got us to the exact right station.
“This is it,” Akira said confidently. “Who else would be playing Michael Bolton?”
And he was right. Shortly thereafter, Delilah took a request from a girl who wanted to get back together with her boyfriend, three hours away, even if it meant long-distance.
Our station was zeroed in on Warm 106.9fm.
I regret the error.
After some [more careful] Internet research, I also found out Delilah has her own website: Delilah.com
D, you just took me back. Like in seventh grade, when every PE class started with running around the gym while Kenny Loggin’s “Highway to the Danger Zone” blasted from the tape player.
My PE teacher wore those tight gray polyester shorts. Every. Single. Day.
Ew, indeed.
7th grade! PE! Yeesh.