Seems that the times really are a changin’. We’ve been hearing about it for years. Talk about the end times has come and gone, ebbed and flowed. And now, after the legitmate countdown finally began and wound down, we’ve reached the end. Howard Stern is leaving traditional, terrestrial radio for the space-age realm of satellite. And along with Howard will go memory upon memory of laughs, grins, guffaws, and snickers.
I’ve been listening to the Stern Show for over 15 years. Growing up in the NY/NJ area, my experience is not unique. In fact, my first memories of Howard are from grade school, riding the morning bus to school, a distant and distinctly adult radio backdrop to the start of my days. Since that time, I’ve been a faithful listener, enthralled by the disfunction, the comedic intelligence, the comfortable presence of a radio family I came to know and cherish. And I’ve been angered, repulsed, disenchanted too many times to remember, from moronic, boring strippers to idiotic and, thankfully, fleeting post-9/11 war-mongering. And excepting those times when Howard and I couldn’t reconcile our differences, I’ve been listening and lingering in bed, soaking up Howard’s deep bass to start my days in the most familiar of ways.
So today, with the end of Howard’s 20 year reign on traditional radio, I am saddened and nostalgic, nervous and relieved. I am terribly aware of how much this controversial show has meant to me since my formative years. I am relieved because my mornings will free of endless commercials. Nervous because Howard’s departure conspicuously aligns with my entrance to the full-time workforce for what feels like the first time in my life.
I don’t think I’ll be following Howard & Co. to Sirius radio quite yet. I’m at a point in my life when I’m trying to consciously — and finally — reduce the amount of ambient influence, in large part from popular culture. No roommates, no cable, no TV, even, and now, no Howard Stern. The jokes, jingles, personas, memories will always be with me, though, and for that, through thick and thin, Howard, I thank you. May our divergent paths cross again.
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