I listened to Howard Stern on the radio every weekday during high school once he arrived on Phoenix airwaves in 1995. My mornings would always be entertaining in one unpredictable way or another, thanks to the antics of Howard and his crew. Stern was a live wire, jumping all over the place with a bit, a guest, or a caller. Flanked by Robin Quivers – usually the straight woman in any comedic scenario – along with Fred Norris, Jackie Martling, and Billy West (yes, he of Ren and Stimpy fame) – every show was electric. I was hooked. There were no pithy soundbites leading into the next song, and there were no politics (those were relegated to shows on the AM dial). He was just honest. And he was clearly having fun.
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