fbny_radar_3.0.jpgIn media terms, the anticipation and hype-y buildup to Radar‘s latest incarnation (the third, if you’re scoring at home) has been like that of a rock album — albeit one whose lineup is as interchangeable as the studio it was recorded in. You could even say radaronline.com and the accompanying schadenfreude is like the rabid, forgive me, Radiohead or Coldplay (or, perhaps more accurately, Arctic Monkeys) fans who leak details and tracks of the album ahead of its street date. And then you have the magazine’s detractors oiling the hype machinery while purporting not to care.

And while we’re as weary as the next media blog about anything as consistently over-hyped — and sniped — as Maer Roshan‘s Radar, we’re compelled to give it a track-by-track review.

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