radiopoopoo said:
I have been in radio for close to 20 years. KSHE's playlist consists of stuff I have never ever HEARD!
That's because KSHE was rocking out way before you were a radio thought.
Obviously, you've never heard of The KSHE Classics. KSHE was (and still is)
a legendary rock station. Not many stations have rocked as long as they have.
Way before I moved to St. Louis and worked in radio there, I knew about KSHE,
in the days of JC, Ulett, Radio Rich, Mark Close and Al Hofer. I always had a dream
of working there. Never did, but I
DID work for Emmis and their sister
station KIX 106. The whole Emmis family in St. Louis were a great bunch of people.
I'm now in DFW, but I had a fantastic time in St. Lou! and miss a lot of things about
it. Along the way I got to meet many of the main folks that made that station what it is.
And yes, I still have my KSHE bumper sticker that I stole from the promotions office,
circa 1997....

...and damn proud of having it too!
"Radiopoopoo" you obviously don't sound like you grew up with KSHE either. Many
St. Louisans did. There were the KSLQ's and the KWK's, but if you wanted to rock,
there was only one KSHE. The station became legendary for breaking tons of new
rock acts (Sammy Hagar was one of the ones they helped along). They also stood
out from the rest of the mainstream players by targeting in on regional hits and bands,
thus becoming unique across the U.S. Need I remind you of the bands Missouri, The
Jayhawks, Head East, Aliotta Haynes & Jeremiah? Naaah, you've probably never even
heard of them.
Or Canadian bands that they broke open in the US and Midwest stage like Rush,
Triumph, and a nice little guitar player called Jerry Doucette.
You need to go back in time my friend, and check up on rock radio history. Puddle of
Mud and Disturbed
IS NOT the kind of music that folks that grew up listening to
KSHE enjoy. Go to a South County or St. Charles BBQ sometime, and get some musical
education. Good old (what you would call) dinosaur stoner rock was around long before
todays piercings, tattoos, painted fingernails, eye shadow, and thongs.
Guess you weren't in the crowd that used to stand outside the open window of the
studio in Crestwood and passed the doobie in to the jock to get him to play a tune.
Naaah, you were too busy getting your nose pierced..... No, wait a second, you probably
weren't even born.....
