Quotes About Radio

I gravitated toward being a funny guy. I liked the radio comedians. I lived in the Golden Age of radio, and the Golden Age of television came along when I was still in my early teens.

President Bush gave his first-ever presidential radio address in both English and Spanish. Reaction was mixed, however, as people were trying to figure out which one was which.

I had no idea what they were saying in Italian as a child, they spoke too quickly on the radio. But I realized that language was very funny.

I particularly like Twitter, because it's short and can be very funny and informative. It's a little bit like having your own radio program.

It did suffer and it became very weak, while the reporters from Iraqi radio and television stations were more active and had more accurate information.

I'm here as a radio journalist but am not even sure which part of a tape recorder takes the pictures.

I wrote a song, but I can't read music so I don't know what it is. Every once in a while I'll be listening to the radio and I say, "I think I might have written that."

A lot of stuff you hear on the radio is like instant hooky pop, but I can't imagine it being covered in the future by other artists. It's really for themselves.

I want to be a race car passenger: just a guy who bugs the driver. Say man, can I turn on the radio? You should slow down. Why do we gotta keep going in circles? Can I put my feet out the window? Man, you really like Tide...

My father hated radio and could not wait for television to be invented so he could hate that too.

As a lover, I'm about as impressive as a magician on the radio.

Being a famous print journalist is like being the best-dressed woman on radio.

We are living history," I told my mother breathlessly one night after the radio had been turned off and we sat in complete silence. "I could do with a little less history, thank you," she replied crisply and returned to mending some socks.

I'd live with loneliness a long time. That was something which was always there... one learns to keep it at bay, there are times when one even enjoys it - but there are also times when a desperate self-sufficiency doesn't quite suffice, and then the search for the anodyne begins... the radio, the dog, the shampoo, the stockings-to-wash, the tin soldier...

Jason could tell a yarn. He could hardly talk without telling a yarn; according to his zealous world view, every day was an adventure. He would relate his experiences like a combination of a bard, radio talk-show host, and bawdy

Celebrated radio man Walter Winchell worked for a newspaper called the Graphic early in his career. Legend has it he was asked in those days if he worked at a newspaper. He supposedly joked in reply: "Yeah, but don't tell my mother. She still thinks I'm a piano player in a whorehouse.

When I'm in the car sometimes it's like, 'Yeah, man, just put on the pop music.' You know what I mean? I don't want to listen to Tom Waits.

You may not like the humor, but that is why every radio has an on-off button.

Los rumores de disconformidad son como estas canciones en la radio que siempre llegan a número uno. Te aprendes la melodía al minuto uno y te empiezan a aburrir al minuto dos.

We are scared little mammals with millions of years of evolution telling us to scurry away from anything or anyone who threatens our well-being, but outrage culture gives us a script that we can follow: simply adopt a sneering, angry tone and repeat all of the talking points from our favorite blog or radio show while insisting that anyone who disagrees is crazy, stupid, or evil.

Through the month of December, the radio was slowly strangled by Christmas Carols

When he hears how songs are now shared and downloaded, Knight is equally unimpressed. "You're using your computers, your thousand-dollar machines, to listen to the radio? Society is taking a rather strange turn.

Fick's eyes refocused, blinking from the cold wind of the incoming storm on his leathery face, he realized he was half-listening to some radio traffic. Something about some junior enlisted personnel caught fucking in the woods. Jesus Christ in an Alligator Fuckhouse, he thought, coming back from his unaccustomed philosophical maundering. What kind of goat-fellating third-world communist cock-suck military are they running around here?

It's a really unfair world because life is, where I am all day long we listen to American music. So I don't see why the radios in the U.S. cannot even put aside one hour a day just to play music that is not American.