By ELIZABETH BASTIAN, Staff Writer
My car’s lack of a CD player has always served to further depress me about getting behind the
wheel. My drive often consists of station hopping between Hot 107.5 (unless the Five O’Clock
Beat Down is on, then I keep it locked) and 93.9, trying to find some sort of decent music.
Recently, my musical boredom has become increasingly irksome, and I have begun to simply
keep pressing the “Seek” button until I find something I like. This is how I happened upon
what I am sure is the cultured Canadian’s gift to the unculutured America – 89.9, the Canadian
Blame it all on Brett Dennen, for it was his unmistakable West Coast whine that caught my ears
as I mindlessly flipped through stations. As I paused to listen to what I later discovered was a
cover of Bob Dylan’s “Don’t Think Twice, It’s Alright,” I was immediately relaxed by the soft
strings and simple acoustics that accompanied Dennen’s and Ted Lennon’s croonings. This
song was followed by a blues song by someone who had Simon and Garfunkel (whom I admire
immensely) open for him, which was then followed by a folky gospel tune. Twelve hours later,
and there is 80’s music spliced with snippets of international news. Three hours after that, and
opera/orchestral songs are blaring from my speakers. I could not believe the wide variety that
this station played – it was as though there was no overarching genre, and whoever happened to
be DJing at the moment played whatever the hell they wanted. And I totally dug it.
I realized that, while I have always enjoyed a wide range of music (except country and most
heavy metal/screamo), there is much I have been missing out on. Despite the fact that I have a
neighbor who blasts operettas from his garage while he watches cars go by in a folding chair,
classical music is something I have never truly explored. Pandora just isn’t cutting it anymore,
especially when almost all of my stations have morphed into a perpetual Mumford and Sons
As I cruised to work listening to excerpts from Carmen, Evita, and Romeo and Juliet, I found a
new and strange appreciation for the metro Detroit area. I mean, how many other places in the
country can you pick up international radio stations that feature such a vast collection of music?
Not many, I would hazard to guess.
While we will forever be superior in the hockey arena, I have to say it – those Canadians really
know what constitutes good music.