He dusts off the old radio set, turning it on listening to his old, oft remembered station. The screen next to the set flickrs on and displays information about the old station. First, it's still alive, which is always a good thing. Some memories shouldn't die. Second, they still have some people he remembers active on the stream. Which is good, the memories of the station should carry on. However it's the third thing he notices that makes his heart sink. He looks at the most played artists in the last month and shakes his head in disappointment and amusement.
"Haven't I taught these fools anything... sigh... the more things change, the more they stay the same, heh..." he clicks the station off, George Michael isn't really doing it for him. He just goes back to his normal position of watching from the shadows. Some legends may be forgotten to the annals of history... but most of them never die.