The sort of thing that happens

Got a text from my soon-to-be 58 year old brother that just said:

103.9 now

My first thought was "local mook-metal radio outlet?"  Then I thought, did I miss an earlier text that said he had a fever, maybe?  Should I be, y'know, concerned??  Then I decided, no, it had to be the radio, so I went out to my truck in the parking lot here and turned the radio on and scrolled to the referred-to radio station.

Last fifteen seconds of "Fight for Your Right (To Party)"!

Thanks, Pheel!  I think.