Quotes About Radio

Gramps had the radio on, tuned to the only station that the authorities allowed us mere lava mites to listen to. Dripple for the workers of the Motherland. They sang it loud, they sang it clear: "And once those feet did tread upon silver sand And footprints deep marked out new moons of Motherland Which all salute with upraised hand." I went upstairs and put on my school uniform. Every part of me dead. Limp. Dead.

I listen to KCRW in the car and Pandora radio, which I stream through the stereo from my iPhone. I've been listening to everything from Caribou to Conway Twitty. If I'm going on a longer car ride, I'll download some podcasts.

Hannah had no ear for music, she thought, pulling out one of the combs. Of course, no one liked that jazz music, but Hannah ought to know enough to get some good orchestra. Jazz was terrible. Even a radio play was better than that awful boom-boom.

Not long before Harvey Weinstein's fall from grace I sat next to him while being interviewed for Chris Evans's radio show. He was physically gross yet inexplicably smug.

El Mayor drink twice and thrice then crouch down to the radio. He tweak its side, and its voice halt in silence. His shoulders ease. Then I surprise how my own fear relieve. Radio voice been like the voice of flies when your best child is dead.

The sound of pencils taking notes provided a low scrape and hum, almost like radio interference.

I'm busier than a busy person. People aren't scared to play this raucous, harsh music over radio speakers, so I think it's the perfect time to get in with some real serious, heavy bands.

Every time I listened to Lux Radio Theatre, I wanted to vomit.

Radio... force-feeds us music... everywhere and all the time... sewage-water music in which music is dying.

I come from way north. We'd listen to radio shows all the time. I think I was the last generation, or pretty close to the last one, that grew up without TV.

I'm very aware of what you're talking about as I was involved with the radio in Africa in the same period as I was doing Concrete - I was doing both at the same time.

I don't need equal time, I am equal time!

That's an amazing moment, the first time you hear yourself on radio. It's still thrilling.

It's not true that I had nothing on. I had the radio on.

Two or three of the ladies had pronounced views on points of doctrine, particularly sin and damnation, which they never learned from me. I blame the radio for sowing a good deal of confusion where theology is concerned. And television is worse. You can spend forty years teaching people to be awake to the fact of mystery and then some fellow with no more theological sense than a jackrabbit gets himself a radio ministry and all your work is forgotten. I do wonder where it will end. p. 208

You can spend forty years teaching people to be awake to the fact of the mystery and then some fellow with no more theological sense than a jackrabbit gets himself a radio ministry and all your work is forgotten.

I took the little radio from the kitchen and I went and sat in the spare room and I tuned it halfway between two stations so that all I could hear was white noise and I turned the volume up really loud and I held it against my ear and the sound filled my head and it hurt so that I couldn't feel any other sort of hurt, like the hurt in my chest

Havia uma coisa engraçada; partilhávamos uma frequência de rádio com uma unidade à civil da divisão de crimes de rua do Departamento de Polícia de Nova Iorque, que operava por ali. Estavam sempre a tentar que mudássemos a frequência, mas nós não podíamos, porque usávamos todas as que o nosso equipamento permitia: uma para os gerentes, outra para a cozinha, a terceira como frequência de segurança.

Todas las noches, durante un par de segundos, y a lo largo de algunos metros, dejaba mi vida en suspenso. Porque según cuál fuera la siguiente canción que sonara en la radio, decidía dar un volantazo en el momento apropiado y seguir disparado hacia casa, a toda velocidad, o enderezar al hijo de puta y precipitarme hacia el barranco y el océano.

Music itself was color-blind but the media and the radio stations segregate it based on their perceptions of the artists.

But the tide turned around when K-Rock in L.A. started playing "Give It Away" all the time.

The crew of Apollo 8, who at Christmas 1968 became the first men ever to set eyes upon the lunar Farside, told me that they had been tempted to radio back the discovery of a large black monolith. Alas, discretion prevailed.

There was nothing on yet except for the tobacco reports, so I snapped the radio back off and tried to figure out where to go.

My body was a buzzing antenna into which radio waves flooded from the entire cosmos. I was the living switchboard of the universe. My skull was a magnetized globe.