Sort of. The stations tend to keep their regular programme slots and play the sort of stuff they usually do, but with a decades-old Christmas song thrown in every 10 minutes or so.
I do have the radio on in the kitchen most of the day, on an Old Gits type of station, since otherwise it would be as quiet as a crypt here, being out in the sticks.
His rebellion has not served him well. He is an eternally damned rebel.
The Giant Slug of Doom will slowly consume his erring body over weeks of searing agony and his soul will remain forever, wailing it's woe and terror into the stygian abyss.