Packing Up

New IDs tonight from Louisville that I recorded while on the road last week.

Two days from now I’ll be saying goodbye to Columbus, Ohio and moving to Nashville. It has been an interesting year for me here in the Buckeye State’s capital city, to put it mildly.

Hey, ho, way to go, Ohio!

When Chrissie Hynde wrote “My City Was Gone,” she was singing about her hometown of Akron, Ohio, one of our featured markets this week on Toppy and over at Tower Site of the Week, too. She could just as easily have been writing about even-harder-on-its-heels Ashtabula, the other market where we have some new IDs this week.

You, of course, may well hear those opening riffs and say – “hey! it’s the Rush Limbaugh theme music!,” which indeed it is. Music’s funny that way.

A jaunt down US 219

How do we define “markets” here on Toppy? It’s not always an easy task, and behind the scenes your editors often confer back and forth about exactly what goes where.

Take, for instance, the corridor of northern Pennsylvania that stretches up and down US 219 between the New York state line and I-80, as featured in this week’s Tower Site of the Week. For lack of an immediate better answer (and, frankly, more IDs to help fill a separate category), I’ve included them along with last week’s IDs in what I’ll call an expanded “Olean NY/Northern PA” grouping – but if readers think they belong in their own “Du Bois” or “Du Bois/St. Mary’s/Emporium” market or somesuch, I’m open to debate.


It’s not oh-LEEN, it’s OH-lee-ann

We pronounce things weirdly here in upstate New York, but then some of them just have weird names to begin with. Take, for example, today’s featured city. “Olean” is not only a pleasant college town in the Southern Tier – it was also the brand name that Procter and Gamble came up with in the 1990s for its fat substitute that went into potato chips and other snack foods. (Remember those? The ones with the, er, unfortunate gastroinestinal side effects?)

Fortunately for the good folks in Cattaraugus County, the fake fat wasn’t pronounced the same way as their fine city. As you’ll hear on today’s IDs, Olean the city is pronounced “OH-lee-ann,” and hopefully today’s batch of IDs will leave you pleasantly satiated without any explosive after-effects. (Except, perhaps, a desire to also see some pictures of the stations featured, over at Tower Site of the Week.)