New clock radio streams 15,000 online radio stations, podcasts
Wi-Fi-enabled radios that can wirelessly stream thousands of online radio stations have been around for a while, including products like the Oxx Digital Wireless Internet Radio, Sanyo R227 and DMTech’s Starry 7.
But now iLuv, best-known for its iPod “clock docks,” has announced the availability of the iNT170 Internet Radio with dual alarm clock functionality.
Wi-Fi-enabled radios that can wirelessly stream thousands of online radio stations have been around for a while, including products like the Oxx Digital Wireless Internet Radio, Sanyo R227 and DMTech’s Starry 7. But now iLuv, best-known for its iPod "clock docks," has announced the availability of the iNT170 Internet Radio with dual alarm clock functionality.
If you can forgive its horrible name, the iLuv iNT170 ($199.99) bedside companion offers more than 15,000 online radio stations and podcasts from around the world — which you can listen to subscription-free — and is searchable by country, genre or decade.
iLuv says its built-in speakers offer incredibly clear and well-balanced audio, featuring jAura Soundcell technology, which is found in its iLuv iMM173 iPod clock dock. The iNT170 also includes a headphone jack for private listening.
Use the dial and large LCD to search for a desired station –- be it Bollywood hits from India, hard rock classics from Australia or BBC news from the UK -– and lock in your favourites as one of 20 presets (and another 20 presets for FM radio).
While we’d prefer an iPod cradle to recharge the media player (and control music using a remote), at least the iNT170 offers a 3.5mm line-in jack to listen to your MP3 player through the radio’s speakers.
Clock features include dual alarm settings, auto-time update through the Internet and the option to wake up to Internet radio, FM radio or buzzer. The radio also has a sleep setting to automatically power down at a predetermined time.
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WoW,….this is cool but the price needs to come down a bit.
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Don't worry. The price will drop. When the trustees start liquidating the business.
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If you have a laptop, there is no need to buy such a device.
We have created the world's first web browser-based version of a clock radio which is free for everyone to use:
http://onlineclock.net/radio/
It may not be for everyone, but for many, our web application may make the traditional clock radio obsolete.
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Just one more time, I want to hear my cousin's old RCA shirt pocket transistor radio playing Dave Dudley through broadcast static. It was "Six Days on The Road" and I need to smell diesel fuming construction equipment building our local leg of the Interstate. I want to strain my eyes watching a wobbly Walter Cronkite on Saturday night telling me something about an Atlas rocket. And it was Ed Sullivan's Victor Borge and the camera sweeping an audience of men in suits and ties and their wives enjoying Victor Borge – I need to see that kind of sneerless honest laughter once again. Seems I lost an old Kodak Brownie photo of my dad explaining all about dwell and octane while he set the ignition points on our old '55 Buick Roadmaster like the one Jay Leno has only green. I want to find out where that picture went. It looked something like
http://www.seriouswheels.com/1950-1959/1955-Buick-Roadmaster-Jay-Leno-oec-1280×960.htm
only unlike Jay, I think my dad had grease on his hands.
I was nine years old when I took my dad's picture; about the same time my older brother told me a whorehouse was where beautiful women lived and coincidentally just now as I type all this stuff some woman on CNN is telling me how yet another minority feels victimized by Obama's picking a white preacher to pray over something. My wife just said she found that old Kodak photo and i was right – I can see my dad's hands have grease on them. Enough of victims and phony gay rage and black pain and women fat gender issues and Jesse Jackson all pissed off because Obama's pulling the rug from under his business all about victims with warm and profitable memories of 'foe hunet yeeas ov OPPreshun' – victim this and victim that – like he doesn't understand that Americans would never elect a victim into the White House. As if he's not busy enough – Obama also has to pull this Humpty Dumpty country back together and his black skin is getting in the way because 100 million fractured suckling American souls of every injured stripe and dry-eyed orientation expect him to help them cash in on that unique sense of personal tragedy they learned from K through an arts BA.
I know what the problem is. It ain't gunna be pretty but it is about to be fixed like a ton o' brix – once and for all. Like, I asked my dog's vet about: coyotes, fox and wolves being wild while dogs are playful and compliant. It seems, feeding and sheltering dogs keeps them in that needy puppy state their entire life – that without survival stress, they are life long tit suckers. A week of starving in the wild, the predator will once again emerge. We were the rocking and rolling and Surfing USAing baby-boomers still caught in permanent adolescence – my sister-in-law now 60 still whining about her oppressive ignorant mother's stupidity – the rest of us spending the last 50 years finding whimpering tribes of pain to belong to – and soon sinking and swimming. Dwarfing the thirties – an economic tidal wave of righteous pay-back is gathering a truth that could only make sense to a wandering psycho filling a sandwich board. Our crushing truth is that we believe we have become a secular society. We are not! We believe in cocktail party martyrs in Versace/Armani Jeans and Diesel Stardust II Boots air kissing and gobbling hard to pronounce hors d’oeuvres provided by pimping off an old story about a grits and rice eating grandma – now schmoozing Oprah for a spot to push their 'down and out' book. It's over "Thank Goodness!"
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