Weeding through the 'drafts' folder of my Gmail (goodness gracious, the danger and chagrin that would await if anyone ever stumbled across some of those little intellectual and emotional outlets!), and I've discovered a list of the peculiarities heard on a Ghanaian radio station this past summer:
Michael Jackson, Dolly Parton's I Will Always Love You, Gotham City, I Will Survive, and I Believe in Miracles
These one after the other, perhaps with the occasional interruption for a commercial advertisement for Milo or a snippet of the World Cup song "Waving Flag." Hearing the Zac Brown Band blaring as we dodged potholes en route to a relatively rural Ghanaian elementary school was quite something, to say the least, as was my coworker's declaration of love for Mary J. Blige.
Did someone say "globalization?" And here I'd thought no one outside of the US listened to American country music, much less enjoyed. Huh.