Billy, I have been to Music Row. Twice. Visited the BMI Temple, and the ASCAP Palace, and wandered the streets a while, yada yada. I'm sure I'll go again, but I think I'm done banging on their doors. Nobody answers--or appears to want to.

The difference between hitting all those little radio stations with homegrown DJs and hitting Music Row is the radio stations may be not playing my stuff because they haven't heard of it or me. Music Row I don't think *wants* to. (There I go being curmudgeonly again. Sorry.) I'll do the little radio stations because I feel I have a chance.

Still, it makes me nostalgic for the good old days, when I could just go out on the road with cases of the latest Dodson Drifters 45 in the back seat, hit every country radio station in two states, talk to the DJs, and leave being pretty sure that record was going to be played--maybe a lot--on the air. Half the time, I'd get an interview out of it, too. These days, most of those radio stations don't have DJs, and are being beamed Top 20 playlists from the planet Jupiter. Very Invasion of the Body Snatchers stuff. Makes me sad.

Joe

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