It's 8:59 am on a dank, drizzly Sunday morning. The spritely painted KBOO building in southeast Portland brightens up the gray day.
Inside, the cramped studio is abuzz with activity: microphones are checked; earphones are clamped upon unsuspecting heads; CDs are loaded; buttons are punched; sliders are slid. And fingers are crossed.
9:00 am – the red lamp lights and the Italian Hour is on the air!