As I reflect on that time in my life, it's worth remembering why I went to college there in the first place: WPRB-FM.
Today, their slogan is simply, "Community-supported independent radio."
Back then, when I was in high school and then college, the slogan was even more simply, "Stereo 103.3."
Today they have a new studio in a new building, and I hope to drop in for the open house they're having. I will be pining for the basement of Holder Hall, a little bit. Not too much. Especially because if we turned up the speakers too loud, the students who lived on the first floor were liable to come down and lecture us. And it was pretty hot in the summer, with one window unit air conditioner stuck in the tech closet next to the studio, and pretty much venting into the rest of the station offices, making them often unbearable.
As the person who could well be the 25th or 26th successor to me as station manager says in this piece, "Playing music on WPRB is a way to reach out and commune with faces you may never hear, hands you may never feel, but hearts you have a few fleeting scrambling hours each week to try to touch. Ears whose drums you can scratch."
Thanks for scratching this Central Jerseyan's eardrums, 'PRB!
 |
| That's me cueing up a Brian Eno record while taking a request at WPRB-FM, probably in 1985 or 1986. The t-shirt is from The Fall's tour in support of their 1985 LP, "This Nation's Saving Grace." |
