Why Does Every Radio Station In Seattle Play Uncle Kracker Twice A Day?

I went to Seattle last Christmas to see my aunt who lives a couple hours away. I learned a couple things while on this trip:
Seattle has no black people (and this makes me very uncomfortable)
Safeway's parking lot is a notable political protest place, to the point of them having to put up a sign stating it is not allowed.
Everyone in Washington listens to Uncle Kracker
Big cities, even the artsy ones, punk is still dead, and art is still dying.
But most importantly I learned I never want to leave my city.

We were there for 3 days, 8 hours of which was spent traveling. Getting up at 4AM to catch the flight, being in the plane for 3 three hours, spending the day in Seattle during a very loud Seahawks game, driving another hour to Bellingham in a rental car with heated seats, sleeping in a hotel, eating hotel breakfasts, seeing way too many dogs than would be good for my heart.

During all of this time, I saw less vaguely alternative people than I see at home. Maybe they sleep until noon?

That trip I had some sort of flu and threw up every meal my chef uncle made for me, which sucked.

I also learned that Seattle does have a broad array of art museums and old punk clubs I would love to go see, but couldn't, as my grandpa didn't care, I'd love to go back with just my dad and I, and for more than three days, as that is much too much stress to be there for two full days.