I swore I was done with radio. In hindsight, it was one of those half-hearted proclamations, like “I’m never going to eat a full pint of ice cream before bed again,” or “I don’t really need more records.”

The reality was I was done with radio as it behaves and sounds across most of the FM band. WXRT, on the contrary, isn’t “radio.” It’s something wonderfully different.

I’m back on the air starting tonight to curate and host the relaunched “Local Anesthetic” (9 p.m.), a show I’ve always admired, listened to, and learned from. Being on the air on XRT is an honor. Being able to showcase the musicians that provide the backbone to Chicago’s culture is a gift.

Since this week’s announcement, I’ve fielded a lot of questions about where to send submissions for the show. To keep organized and ensure everything lands where it should, email JVOXRT@gmail.com (also linked in the CCC menu above), as it’s impossible to track submissions and inquiries across various social media platforms. If possible, include listen and download (WAV) links, web/social information, brief (!) bio info, and any relevant upcoming shows/news.

On that note, please understand that I may not directly respond to all inquiries and submissions. It’s not out of disrespect or disinterest. It’s just that mine is a humble one-person show and I’ll most likely reach out only if airplay is imminent or I need more info. Again, no disrespect!

Back to tonight: This will be my first time doing live music radio in about 16 years. When it came to booking a guest for my first “Anesthetic,” I needed an exemplary artist with lots to talk about and new music readily available. That person also had to be forgiving of technical mess-ups and general awkward first show moments. Wouldn’t you know it: Ike Reilly checked all those boxes. Ike Reilly and Shane Reilly join me in-studio, just as their new album, “Blind and Surrounded” has made its way across all platforms on Friday. They better get packed.

Finally, if you hear stammers, misfired songs or commercials… perhaps even dead air, it’s all part of the majesty that makes up a “first show.”