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I was listening to 2JJJ last night, our government run national youth network (yes, I still refuse to call it Triple J, due to Barry Chapman's sellout), and heard yet another example of how we're breeding a generation of youth ignoramuses who believe all the record company and branding/youth of today hype.
Anyway, I was listening ever so briefly (I promise) to Super Request with Rosie Beaton, who surprisingly knows a little bit about music pre-1991 (my era), and she was speaking with her producer on air, about tracks that various callers had asked for, particularly on the theme of treadmills.
Now the producer is the one who supposedly looks for each track and makes sure its the correct one, and I'm assuming knowledge of music to some degree would be one of the prerequisites. It was at this point she said:
And several listeners mentioned "Troo-ga-nine-knee" (laughs) or something (laughs) by Midnight Oil.
She'd certainly know Midnight Oil, all Australians do, and you may not expect her to know that Truganini is a song by Midnight Oil, but you would assume, being the lefty and informed station that it is supposed to be, that she would actually know who Truganini was.
Or do you think I'm being over judgemental because I still have a gaping wound about 2JJJ from 14 years ago?
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