I like Met 107. They play decent songs, NEW songs. Unlike other international music stations (*cough* 102.5 *cough* 105.5 *cough*) who are still playing Boyzone, Met is almost like a breath of fresh air after the loss of 95.5 FMX years ago.

You know there’s really a difference between listening to a CD and a radio in the car. Listening to a CD for me it’s good for a daytime drive when there’s still life around you, so when I drive home at night, I’d rather be listening to a human voice between the tracks to keep me sane on the road.

Ironically though, Thai radio DJs are the very ones that will most likely cause my accidents.

OK it’s great that you give to commentaries on every song that you play on the radio, and I kinda like it when you give your listeners little facts behind the songs like who produced the tracks or news and updates about the artists.

And then there’s the usual Thai DJ commentaries. You know those, “So that was ‘What Goes Around, Comes Around’ by Justin Timberlake. Remember you guys, whatever you do, it will always come back to you. I used to know this person who used to do this to this person so he later got what he deserved so there’s a lesson for you, like Justin says, what goes around comes around. Remember what happened to Britney?” yada yada yada.

Just shut the fuck up.

Why do radio DJs don’t just do their thing? Well, just like any other entertainment people here in Thailand, you don’t need to know what you’re doing, we just need your talentless face and pretentious “I phood Thai mai chud” accent and you got the job.

Yes I said face. Thai DJs these days they don’t just stay faceless behind the mic. They do road shows, live session in malls, and get this, some even have camera installed in their station to broadcast the show on internet.

I guess that’s why all the DJs at Met 107 are all look-krung. They have the look and an accent to match, what could be more perfect?

I actually know two of the DJs personally. One went to my Uni and one I met through a friend. They’re both look-krung, awesomely pretty, but let’s just say they’re better off on catwalks with their mouth shut. They don’t know how to do a show, they don’t know how to introduce songs, every time I listen to them I feel like I’m choking.

“So.. Next song.. Let’s play something from Justin. What Goes Around Comes Around. After that.. Let’s play Britney’s new single, Gimme. Here you go.”

Like come on. You people either talk too much about nothing or say nothing at all. Where’s the compromise?

And don’t get me started on this particular DJ who was on Met 107 around 9pm while I was driving home. Her name starts with an M and ends with an A.

Her Thai is so freakishly farang that I doubt she can even speak English properly too. OK. So what if she has a farang name, or a farang face for that matter, who in the right mind would hire a person who couldn’t speak to talk on radio.

She accentuates every English word possible that it sounds fake. Like a kindergarten teacher teaching kids how to read, she pronounces everything as if she’s reading it letter by letter.

“You rrr herrre withhh M…..A onnn UmmMet Wan Oow Suv-van.”

Please biatch get some speech lesson before I seriously go on a road rage next time you come on.

Sometimes it’s just so overwhelming that I just switch to Jor Sor 100. It’s definitely more pleasing to listen to traffic reports from taxi drivers than these yapping DJs.