Last night, while driving home after work, I decided to hit the scan button on my car radio hoping to find some tejano or conjunto tunes. I knew it was an overoptimistic thing to do - we know that local radio programmers don’t have any use for the genres that put the Rio Grande Valley on the musical map - but I still had hope. Instead, what I found were the flavor-of-the-month tunes that have taken over the airwaves. Radio programmers still seem infatuated with narco corridos - they feel drug traffickers need to be glorified and perched on a pedestal for all to worship. It’s sad that programmers think this is all we deserve - idiotic odes to who knows who. Gives a break, man! Ya chale!
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