Review: “The Howard Stern Show”
I guess you could say I’m the cheapest fan. I started listening to The Howard Stern Show as a kid, or overlistening I should say. My dad was an asshole, something Stern and I had in common. He was always in a bad mood. One of the few things that made my dad laugh out loud was listening to The Howard Stern Show. I was curious at what made daddy happy and was instantly hooked. Hooked was putting it lightly, I was addicted. I set my alarm and never missed a minute. Until the San Jose station sold to the San Francisco station and I could no longer get reception. My husband and I had talked about moving but now that my mornings where empty, my depression was getting worse so we finally did it.
I was so obsessed I felt like maybe I should pursue a career in radio. So my husband and I relocated to Portland, Oregon where there was a Junior College with a Radio Broadcasting program. Portland also carried The Howard Stern Show. I graduated and landed an on-air gig at the local rock station. It was the midnight to six shift. In Portland, Oregon they broadcast a live feed of The Howard Stern Show beginning at 3 AM Pacific time, which meant that I was on the air at the same time as my hero: Howard Stern. My dreams were becoming true except I sucked. I learned about the 911 tragedy listening to Stern. It changed my life. I retired from radio to become a foster parent still listening to Stern as my personal therapy. And then the Inconvenient Truth: Satelight Radio. As much as I love Stern, my mind couldn’t except the change. I haven’t heard The Howard Stern Show since he left FM.
