ADEDA Radio, the radio station that’s not
There was a time when the radio introduced us to the world. Hello Radio. Now we stream.
Back then, you didn't choose every song. Someone else did.
Some stranger, somewhere in a booth, believed that this song belonged beside that one. They trusted you to come along for the ride.
Streaming has given us infinite choice.
And it’s reinvigorated my love of the mix tape.
So Spotify is now a place I create Radio Stations that aren’t.
I like the idea of building a space and inviting people into it.
I called this one ADEDA Radio.
The rules are simple.
If a song belongs in the soundtrack of an ordinary, beautiful life, it has a chance of finding its way here.
That means you might hear Khruangbin while watering tomatoes.
Mac DeMarco while steaming vintage dresses.
Lana Del Rey just after sunset.
Men I Trust with your first cup of coffee.
Bon Iver when the weather turns.
I don't believe playlists need to be perfect.
I think they need to be inhabited.
Like old houses, gardens, or collections of milk glass, they become interesting because someone actually lived there.
The songs begin talking to each other.
The indie dream pop reminds the soul records where they came from.
The vintage rock nods toward something released three months ago.
A French disco groove somehow understands an Appalachian folk song.
Eventually it stops feeling like a playlist.
It starts feeling like a place.
That is what I wanted.
A room where artists can paint.
Gardeners can weed.
Collectors can dust a shelf.
Someone can write a difficult paragraph.
Someone else can simply sit with coffee while the morning light moves across the floor.
There is no algorithm trying to hold your attention here.
Only a quiet hope that one good song might make an ordinary Tuesday feel a little more like your own life.
And if, while you're listening, a goblin kitten decides the warmest place in the house is your lap for a nap...
...perhaps that's the highest review any radio station could hope to receive.
Featured on ADEDA Radio
This month's listening drifts between dreamy indie, psychedelic pop, soul, and quiet folk—music for painting, writing, tending gardens, wandering vintage shops, or simply letting an ordinary afternoon unfold. I don’t know if I’ll do this every month, but it is enjoyable to com
Dream Pop & Indie
Men I Trust — Show Me How
Tame Impala — Eventually
Mac DeMarco — Heart to Heart
Bon Iver — Skinny Love
Beach House — Space Song
Khruangbin — Friday Morning
Unknown Mortal Orchestra — Hunnybee
Mild High Club — Homage
Parcels — Overnight
Jungle — Keep Moving
Neil Frances — Took a While
Folk & Quiet Mornings
Billie Marten — La Lune
Lana Del Rey — Mariners Apartment Complex, Ride, West Coast
Soul
Otis Redding — These Arms of Mine, I've Been Loving You Too Long
After Dark
Billie Eilish — BLUE
From the Curator
I don't build playlists around genres. I build them around moments.
Music for opening the windows.
Music for watering tomatoes.
Music for steaming vintage dresses before the shop opens.
Music for painting while a kitten decides your lap belongs to him.
Music for crossing the bridge with the windows down.
Music for remembering that ordinary days are worth paying attention to.
