I signed off the air last in 1994, ending a nine‑year side career on the radio. People still ask if I miss being a disk jockey, but I no longer feel the urge. Radio has changed so much that it would no longer be fun for me.

My first on‑air shift came at campus station WMHD. I could play any music, but my narrow taste made it hard to fill two hours. Early shows were awkward; I felt my wit failed the mic. A 1986 tape clip shows my rough start.

In 1988 I found rock and progressive classics, learning key and tempo matching. My first part‑time gig at WBOW sharpened my voice. Later at WZZQ I connected with listeners through calls and contests, and the energy of that community was energizing.

Today, deregulation, corporate ownership, the Portable People Meter ratings shift, and a focus on “thirty‑something moms” have turned stations into cost‑driven, satellite‑filled, anonymous appliances. The loss of local talent like Steve Simpson and Tom Berg left me with little to love about radio.