Yeah…this was just stupid fun. But unlike a lot of other radio “bits”..this was not faked/staged. This woman was pissed, and the Goldsmith’s people called the station, and threatened legal action. Tee Hee Hee…This is what I do for a living. Memphis was a particularly cutting edge time. I guess you could call it my “shock jock” phase. Given the fact that Howard Stern was our Morning Guy, there wasn’t a hell of a line to cross. This was to my advantage. Crazy radio done in Memphis. Probably the filthiest of my career.

I don’t know what it is…but there’s more of it in my cereal than anything else. This is what happens when a kid calls the wrong number to complain. My good friend Brad, who’s now a photographer in Kansas City, was sitting in. We pretty much ad-libbed this thing. Speaks volumes about our maturity level. We got the kid to go way further than he ever wanted to.

Remember when Eddie got caught “giving a ride home” to a transvestite hooker in LA? Wrote a song about it. Wanna hear it…here it goes. Based upon Eddie’s actual hit song “(My Girl Likes To) Party All The Time.” This was one of my first parody songs. I recorded it on “professional grade” recording equipment, that’s more primitive than your cell phone. A lot of people don’t believe it’s me singing the high “Michael Jackson” type parts. Absolutely, 100% me. Had fun with this one.

This is up here, because the kid you hear as my assistant was eventually arrested while running naked through the streets of the city by Memphis Police. He is (proudly) a big ‘ol redneck from Dothan, Alabama. Plays a mean mouth-harp, and loves the blues. A great kid, and I include this in tribute to him. Max Nadley…My Boy! You’re the best! Hope you’re well!

Why would a cop call me after getting pulled over? What I edited out of this…was the fact that the officer who got pulled over, asked the officer who pulled him over, to pick a square in a dead pool I was doing on the air at the time called “The James Earl Ray Of Hope.” Which basically was; James Earl Ray, had contracted cirrhosis of the liver, and I was asking people to pick a square on a grid…blah blah blah. If he dies…you win a prize. Yep…”The James Earl Ray Of Hope”…in Memphis. What class?