Why don't they play what the LISTENERS want?

A few months back, our oldies station became a "whatever" station. In most radio markets, these are called "Jack" stations, and there's this whole marketing schtick that Jack don't play by no corporate radio rules, and nobody's telling Jack what he has to play (which is, of course, a total lie; these are corporate stations, and I guarandamntee you won't hear Black Flag or Old 97s or--god forbid--some unknown local band on a Jack station. Whatever. I digress.).

Champaign's whatever station, though, is SO badass that there's no Jack behind the scenes. It's so badass, we have the Chief picking the music. And as the tagline says about 725,657 times an hour, "the chief plays what the chief wants!"

It's obnoxious and pointed and defiant, but it's also really pretty hilarious, because what the chief--the badass chief who don't play by nobody's rules and you can't tell him what to play because he's the freakin CHIEF, beeyotch--wants to play? Smooth hits of the 70s and 80s, mostly. It's all in weirdly in-your-face and aggressive, and then he busts out with some Carly Simon.

And so, at the suggestion of S-to-the-A, we begin an occasional ten-second feature: What the Chief Wants.

Today, the chief wants to flashdance. Also, he would very much prefer it if Ricky did not lose that number.