The Surreal End

54 minutes til I’m done at The Current. The music is cranked and I’m done looking at social media. I’ve felt all the good feelings I can feel and I’ve picked all the songs I can pick. I’m gonna get a drink at the White Squirrel on the way home, but it’s so icy I’m not sure any friends will come. The thing for me is it’s right on the way home. And I need a drink.

I’ve changed so much in the years I was at the Current. Rachel and I had kids, Trivia Mafia became a very serious business, I became an adult and I learned how to do radio. I made lifelong friends, learned life lessons. I’ve worked almost every hour of every day of the week on this Current. A journey, I don’t have anything say, I Just need to babble. I learned so much about music, how to present, but also what it can mean, how it can help, how it can be weaponized. I saw musicians who were completely checked out, no interest in being at a radio station, but it’s their job to be there. I saw musicians who exploded with enthusiasm, so eager to connect, not even necessarily because it was good business, because it was good talking.

I love talking with Jill on the air. Doing the Morning Show. I’ve fallen in love with doing radio. I think it’s beautiful. I think it’s a great way to spend a life. I think I’m doing the right thing with my life. And that’s comforting. Truly comforting in a way I can’t explain. That’s all I have. I’m about to walk out of this building for the first time for a long time unless I forget something stupid.

Thank you for the memories. Onward.