#59. Request a song or become a DJ at WITR-FM (89.7), the campus radio station.

Music is my life.

With this said, I have failed to become a DJ at WITR -the college radio station- so many times I feel I never will.

I have fully trained twice, I have loved everyone I've ever worked with, I have done some killer sets (in my own biased opinion), but at the end of the day, there's only 24 hours to accomplish everything you need. There's even less time to accomplish everything you want. A research team should do a poll on the average college student's 128 hour week breakdown. (Ex: look at this week's gem)

Regardless of this tangent, WITR is something I want to do.
Bonding over music is one of the most human experiences we can have. The relationships formed are real, because music reflects your deepest values, preferences and mental and emotional stimuli. If I find someone who loves Twenty One Pilots, Chromeo, The Black Keys and Barenaked Ladies, I feel comfortable and become exceedingly animated towards them. I understand more about their character than I would if we had been discussing our family dynamics, and that's amazing.

*On a side note, if I find someone who likes Ke$ha, The Lonely Island, Wes Anderson soundtracks and Reel Big Fish, I know I have found my soulmate.

                                       Training for a radio station is the most:
Terrifying
Ego-inflating

Exhilarating
Anxiety-producing
Electric experience I have ever encountered.

Sheer fear temporarily paralyzes you before taking the sound board, and then you look over at your stack of CDs and realize your two decades of musical obsession has prepared you for this exact moment.

If you mess up a song title, accidentally play dead air, even have to scramble to press the "dump" button to bleep out an uncatalogued swear word, all is easy to remedy and far worth the anxiety.

I don't know if you have a show on WITR, or you think the music is too eccentric, it's far too eclectic to be completely eccentric, and if it interests you slightly you should try. Alas, it might not be too late for either us.