KTIA-FM (99.3 FM) is a commercial radio station that serves the Central Iowa area. The station broadcasts a religious format. KTIA-FM is licensed to Truth Broadcasting, Inc.
The station was originally licensed as KFGQ but changed callsigns to KFFF-FM on February 1, 2005.
The transmitter and broadcast tower were originally located in southwest Boone, Iowa on West Park Avenue. According to the Antenna Structure Registration database, the tower is 90 m (295 ft) tall with the FM broadcast antenna mounted at the 87 m (285 ft) level. The calculated Height Above Average Terrain is 107 m (351 ft). The FM antenna array is a FMC-4A manufactured by Harris.
Truth Broadcasting applied to move KTIA's transmitter from Boone, Iowa to Huxley, Iowa and broadcast from a tower near Huxley. This move would represent a 15-mile relocation to the southeast for KTIA and provide a better signal to the Des Moines metro area, thus adding 400,000 people into the listening range of KTIA. Truth had opposition from Saga Communications, which said that the move was a "move-in" to the Des Moines or Ames Designated Urban Areas, resulting in the Federal Communications Commission (FCC) in serving Truth Broadcasting with a Deficiency Letter that gave the owners the opportunity to rebut Saga's assertion. Truth Broadcasting instead countered with its own petition asking that the Deficiency Letter be reviewed and reversed because the move could not hit the Des Moines market without being over 50% of the metro, while the Commission noted that at one site with a directional pattern, the signal could get into over 50% of the Ames area. As a result of this, the FCC denied Truth's request and Petition for reconsideration, thus canceling the application. After reconsidering the decision, the FCC has since reversed its previous ruling and granted the construction permit for KTIA moving to Huxley. The station was issued its license to cover Huxley on July 6, 2015.
Broken homes as far as the eye can see.
Bird's eye view: An ocean surrounded by
cubicles and fast food restaurants with nothing
but standard utility vehicles and smog in-between.
No one knows who is in control but underneath
them lies a bottomless pit. Everyone clings to
the sides and they use one another to reach the
crown of it. It's getting oh so dark in here now.
He's grabbing at my ankles. I'm grabbing at his.
Don't let go! Until all that's left of dreams of Venus.
The appendix of a system that doesn't need us.
One machine tells the other not to feed us.
They only want more. We only want more.
We're all getting nowhere confused.
Which way is up? Which way is down? I'm falling down.
I wonder which moment I decided to care?
Decided to wear the burdens of thousands of years.
We all live life like the sun and the moon
fucking in the afternoon.
The light it doesn't get through but it gets by.
One machine tells the other not to feed them.
They only want more. We only want more. Just let go.