KFOG Morning Show, weekdays from 5 to 10am.
Hello Fogheaded friend. Thank you for visiting my page. If you need to contact me for the KFOG Local Scene (or for traffic information) please do so at rrichard@kfog.com.
Major props to the KFOG interns!
Gavin and Samantha represented KFOG at the Best of the Bay Rock Party recently. The San Francisco Bay Guardian readers voted KFOG the best radio station in the Bay Area, thank you readers!
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The coolest thing happened, I ran into NYC street artist Alan Streets right here in SF! Turns out he comes out here a lot.
I first learned of him from the documentary My Name is Alan. Check it out when you can he has a very interesting story and his work is fantastic, in my opinion.
Mad props to the Haiteration blog for this photo
Since my birthday is coming up I treated myself to a painting.
Happy Birthday to all my fellow summer-babies!
I got one of those pass-it-on email things and it made me smile so I thought I would share it here:
When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking twenty-five miles to school every morning.... Uphill... Barefoot... BOTH ways yadda, yadda, yadda
And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way in hell I was going to lay a bunch of crap like that on my kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it!
But now that I'm over the ripe old age of forty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia! And I hate to say it, but you kids today, you don't know how good you've got it!
I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have the Internet. If we wanted to know something, we had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalog!!
There was no email!! We had to actually write somebody a letter - with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox, and it would take like a week to get there! Stamps were 10 cents!
Child Protective Services didn't care if our parents beat us. As a matter of fact, the parents of all my friends also had permission to kick our ass! Nowhere was safe!
There were no MP3's or Napsters or iTunes! If you wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the record store and shoplift it yourself!
Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio, and the DJ would usually talk over the beginning and @#*% it all up! There were no CD players! We had tape decks in our car. We'd play our favorite tape and "eject" it when finished, and then the tape would come undone rendering it useless. Cause, hey, that's how we rolled, Baby! Dig?
We didn't have fancy crap like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called, they got a busy signal, that's it!
There weren't any freakin' cell phones either. If you left the house, you just didn't make a damn call or receive one. You actually had to be out of touch with your "friends". OH MY GOSH !!! Think of the horror... not being in touch with someone 24/7!!! And then there's TEXTING. Yeah, right. Please! You kids have no idea how annoying you are.
And we didn't have fancy Caller ID either! When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your parents, your boss, your bookie, your drug dealer, the collection agent... you just didn't know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister!
We didn't have any fancy PlayStation or Xbox video games with high-resolution 3-D graphics! We had the Atari 2600! With games like 'Space Invaders' and 'Asteroids'. Your screen guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination!!! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen... Forever! And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! Just like LIFE!
You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on! You were screwed when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your ass and walk over to the TV to change the channel!!! NO REMOTES!!! Oh, no, what's the world coming to?!?!
There was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning. Do you hear what I'm saying? We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little rat-bastards!
And we didn't have microwaves. If we wanted to heat something up, we had to use the stove! Imagine that!
And our parents told us to stay outside and play... all day long. Oh, no, no electronics to soothe and comfort. And if you came back inside... you were doing chores!
And car seats - oh, please! Mom threw you in the back seat and you hung on. If you were lucky, you got the "safety arm" across the chest at the last moment if she had to stop suddenly, and if your head hit the dashboard, well that was your fault for calling "shot gun" in the first place!
See! That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. You're spoiled rotten! You guys wouldn't have lasted five minutes back in 1970 or any time before!
Regards,
The Over 40 Crowd
Ed Harris stopped by KFOG.
He's the star of a new film called Touching Home. The film was made here in the Bay Area by a couple of guys from Fairfax, Noah and Logan Miller.
The movie is not only heartfelt but the guys know their Marin County, some of the best shots of the Nicasio Valley you'd ever want to see.
If you have time read book Either Your In or Your In The Way, it explains how the twin brothers, who had zero acting or writing experience, got a host of fantastic talent to help them along the way.
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If you see me out there, please don't hit me... and don't forget those turn signals!!
Photo credit: Alex Bauzon Academy of Art University
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The 4th Annual Music in Schools Today Golf Tournament, hosted by Tre Cool (Green Day) took place in Oakland recently. It was a fantastic show of support. People were there because they positively value the importance of keeping music in schools. Please donate at www.mustcreate.org
See you next year!
Super awesome double dutch!
I started taking a double dutch (jump rope) class, it's a hoot. Unfortunately I injured my self during a happy-fun play time moment; craziest feeling, I was jumping into the ropes and it felt like someone threw a brick at my calf. Anyway, I was still able to turn ropes, you will see me for like 8 seconds in this video. I am the one in the red scarf - looking way too serious!
Yikes! There was an issue with the music on the video, check back here for a repost!
All the cool things I have been able to do with Fogheads...
Cooking class at the Hotel Sofitel:
Thanks Chef!
We made a lovely shrimp skewer...
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Ditch Day at Alpine Meadows:
One of our Morning Show winners, Andy
Our pal Jill put the kids to work at the amazing KFOG prize table
and Max Delany & Joel Streeter kept the music going
Get ready for next year kids!
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Friday February 12th:
The best part of my job is meeting the people who helped to shape my musical world. Today, Mickey Hart stopped by. He didn't know it but I fell in love with him one day in 1987.
I was dragged to see the Grateful Dead by my, tie-dye loving, high school sweetheart who had decided to follow the band for a summer. It went against every fiber of my New Wave heart to be expected to twirl with a bunch of pot smoking deadheads (I mean, how would the Aerolac react?), but there I was, Giants Stadium, East Rutherford, NJ. As I sat marveling at the display of love and sharing... out came the band. I surveyed the scene of tiny men on the stage (our seats were way back, back, back) and then he came into view.... a percussionist in a Madonna t- shirt. WHAT?!?! That was when I learned who Mickey Hart was and felt a kindred spirit to the New Yorker from CA.
And so we finally meet... and I forgot to wear my Madonna t-shirt.
