Video didn't kill Radio...it was a case of suicide! Tell Grissom to go home, case solved.
I hate radio! I've hated radio for the last 20 years. There have been a few bright spots.
Scott Shannon- who somehow saved New York radio with the Morning Zoo-
Granted, it did start a long line of untalented, squeaky voiced imitators.
Howard Stern- Say what you will about the man he's managed to survive, make a ton of money and still be funny.
I hated to see Jackie The Jokeman go. Sorry Artie, you ain't that funny. Everybody has a bad coke story from the 90's, even my Grandma.
Opie & Anthony- Dirty, slightly racists, foul mouthed, titty obsessed prattle heads. Good God, how they make me laugh!
I vote we crown them as the First Shock Jocks of Satellite Radio and call it a day! Howard made the jump with more flair but they WERE first!
Ron & Fez- I could listen to these two all day. In fact, I play the old stuff at work every day, from WNEW to WJFK and over to XM. I listen, I laugh and repeat. If you ever get the chance, listen to their old promos or Comedy Pyramids and you'll know what I mean.
This brings me to my quote...
I'm sorry I called you a Southern whore...you're not that Southern!
As said by Ron Bennington on 1-10-02...the day before my 33rd birthday party. I remember that party, we had it at Jake's, where I drank more hard Cider and shots of Jack than I care to mention. That's a post for another day.
From the Cask to the Flask- Keep on drinking!
From dwell to the ink well- Keep on writing!
LCC
