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February 7, 2013 

I used intune radio to listen to African FM. It was 2 o'clock their time when I started listening that's 2 PM I'm assuming, not 2 AM. 7 PM my time. So they were playing some great 2 o'clock in the afternoon dance music mix of African, American hip-hop, and other world influences. Except for the annoying African style in your face reverb-echo commercials, it was an amazing set to dance to. I heard the lines and one of the songs, hip-hop song I didn't recognize, "her brains are in her body". Yes.

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