Jack Knows Music

When I was in Los Angeles and San Diego recently, I was treated to a new radio station, “Jack-FM.” The slogan is “We play what we want.” That turns out to be a mix of some “classic” rock from the late 60’s and 70’s, some disco, a lot of 80’s and 90’s pop and rock, some more recent stuff, and a few oddball songs, including some hip-hop and some real oldies from early 60’s thrown in for variety. There is no DJ and the station identification bumpers are short and have a cynical attitude. “We’re going to play some commercials now. Because we like money.”

I heard a profile of “Jack FM” on NPR a couple weeks ago, and it’s not quite as advertised — but it is a dramatically expanded playlist, aimed directly at the demographic group of which I am a member. About the closest thing to it that I can get here in Knoxville is the “Party Music” station on the cable TV. I wish there were “Jack FM” here. The music mix is really good, which is the real reason to listen.

Burt Likko

Pseudonymous Portlander. Homebrewer. Atheist. Recovering litigator. Recovering Republican. Recovering Catholic. Recovering divorcé. Recovering Former Editor-in-Chief of Ordinary Times. House Likko's Words: Scite Verum. Colite Iusticia. Vivere Con Gaudium.