Sit Ubu, Sit. Good Blog.: My Scanner Gets Told

Bits and pieces of our old station equipment are being sold off. If I had money to burn and a lot of space, I'd snap up a few of these items. I can't believe how simple and innocent that console looks to me now. It's really not terrifically different from what we use now in that we're still just moving buttons and levers around to regulate levels and turn machines off and on. Yet, it is cleary from a different era. I miss the feel of the little toggle switches that let you switch from A to B on channels. I am needlessly nostalgic and wistful.

Speaking of nostalgia, wouldn't it be splendid if you could reminisce about all of the songs I've played over the last five weeks' worth of shows? And wouldn't it be nice to reminisce by seeing links to those playlists conveniently lined up in the same post? Heavens! Get out of my head. That's just what I've planned.