KVIL was a once-in-a-market-lifetime collection of talent that we'll never hear the likes of again. Ron Chapman, Steve Eberhardt (hope I spelled it right), Ben Laurie, Mark Watkins, and the rest of the gang were the absolute gold standard of local adult contemporary radio. They weren't trend-setters by any sense, but they were what radio was supposed to be - listenable.
KVIL belongs to a bygone era. Terrestrial radio is dead, it just doesn't know it yet. And talent-driven dayparts are most definitely a thing of the past. iPods, iPhones, internet radio, satellite radio, all have conspired to do what video couldn't - kill the radio star (with apologies to The Buggles).
There was a song back in the '80s by Charlie Dore, "Pilot of the Airwaves," that sums up how radio used to operate - reaching out to its listeners, many of whom felt a kinship with the DJ on the other end of the wave (I used to have a couple of fangirls when I was a DJ, lo those many years ago).
Pilot of the airwaves
Here is my request
You don't have to play it
But I hope you'll do your best
I've been listening to your show
On the radio
And you seem like a friend to me
Nowadays, not so much. Radio is just another knob on the dashboard, and who even has a full-up stereo system in their home these days? (Besides us dinosaurs, of course. ;D) It's all pods or droids (sounds like a Sci-Fi movie) and earbuds. And personalized music selections, something radio never could really do because of the variety of tastes. But KVIL usually came the closest to getting it right, at least according to its ratings. Never again.