About a decade ago, I lived in a very small area, maybe half a mile in radius, with a pirate radio station, always playing amazing stuff I’d never heard anywhere before, ranging from soul to jazz to classical to electronica.
I had my suspicion that a nearby bodega owner was operating it. We’d talk about the station and its songs, and he seemed to know much more about it than anyone else in the neighborhood, but would always divert the conversation back to anonymous, general praise for what it played whenever I would indicate personal praise for whoever was running it.
Making this situation even more ridiculous was that this station’s broadcast circumference overlapped with a fairly large airport.
Pretty sure if whoever was running it ever got caught they’d be looking at massive fines and/or prison time.
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About a decade ago, I lived in a very small area, maybe half a mile in radius, with a pirate radio station, always playing amazing stuff I’d never heard anywhere before, ranging from soul to jazz to classical to electronica.
I had my suspicion that a nearby bodega owner was operating it. We’d talk about the station and its songs, and he seemed to know much more about it than anyone else in the neighborhood, but would always divert the conversation back to anonymous, general praise for what it played whenever I would indicate personal praise for whoever was running it.
Making this situation even more ridiculous was that this station’s broadcast circumference overlapped with a fairly large airport.
Pretty sure if whoever was running it ever got caught they’d be looking at massive fines and/or prison time.