SEATTLE As the dying rays of the evening sun drop behind the Olympic Mountains, a light goes on in a studio of a little public radio station down on Dexter Avenue. The night belongs to DJ Riz. And the music he sends into the inky sky flows in curious ways: from funk to soul to jazz to
Neil Diamond to
Death Cab for Cutie to places he will not know because DJ Riz has no playlist, no boundaries. The howl of the wind and the splatter of the rain will take the beat where it needs to go.
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