Sitting in a conference room at his downtown Manhattan office on a recent summer day, he was dressed for the heat wave outside in white jeans, T-shirt, and flip-flops. "Of course, if you have musical taste like mine that covers a lot of different genres, it might be pretty hard to find people with similarly eclectic tastes." That need is almost more important than the music itself." "And your taste in music ties you all together. "It makes you a member of a tribe," he says with an almost wondering air. So instead of seeing all those stations as evidence of social fragmentation, he sees community. The arresting thing, though, is not how he says things but the surprising turns his reasoning takes. His voice is softer offstage, playfully animated and speculative, but with enough echoes of his singing persona's familiar herky-jerky rhythm to leave you feeling like you're talking with "Psycho Killer"'s older, cooler brother.
"I rented a car the other day, and just flipping through the channels, I thought, oh, my God, there's a niche for this and this and this! It's just mind-boggling." He's captivated by questions about how it's played and recorded, who listens and under what circumstances.
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