All that beatles worship on the Grammy Awards, and THIS turned out to be a better tribute... Broken Bells and Ringo's TV.
You want me to get on the mic and blather about the antics of my cat and how much lint I found in my navel? Probably neither is as interesting as I think. I got into radio because I love music. My first band was "Smell My Hand" named after a Louis and Floorwax bit, and since then I've never wanted to work in another buisness. I graduated from Littleton High, then Whittier College in East LA, then drove the van for KROQ LA. Now I still have a squishy spherical head situation and somehow got me a hot wife. I'm happiest with her, playing my drums, making fresh kosher tortillas, and/or at my bazillionth Bad Religion show (mostly in that order).