Steve_W_York@cup.portal.com (05/29/91)
[MODERATOR'S NOTE: LATE BULLETIN! THE REPEAT OF THE SHOW SCHEDULED FOR THURSDAY AT 3 AM PACIFIC TIME HAS BEEN PRE-EMPTED DUE TO THE NEW ARREST OF RODNEY KING. JOHN HIGDON ADVISED ME BY PHONE WEDNESDAY NIGHT THE SHOW IS NOW RESCHEDULED FOR <FRIDAY> AT 3 AM P.S.T. PAT] When I read a few days ago that John Higdon was going to be on KFI in Los Angeles on Tuesday, it piqued my interest. I do a a show on KFI. So why not meet the scrouge of net. Seemed like a good idea at the time. Anyway, I called the show's producer and got his answering machine (twice). Left a message on the second call, and drove over to the studio. During the drive, I wondered how I would know who he was. I shouldn't have worried. I put my ID card in the reader to open the front door and went in and waved at the guard. Then up a flight of steps and waved at the receptionist who buzzed me through the next door. Then up another flight of stairs to the studios. I looked down the hall and saw the light on in the producer's office and figured that was a good place to start. I never got there. As I was walking, I glanced down a side utility hall. There, between two bathrooms was a man sitting on the floor, hunched over a milk crate. There was a laptop on the milkcrate and a wire running across the floor into an old frame room full of abandoned 66 punch blocks and 1A2 equipment. This obviously was HIGDON. He ignored me as I walked over to introduce myself. Eventually, he signed off and we met. Not exactly like meeting a prophet. But I wouldn't know what that's like anyway. His show went well, though one caller reffered to him as an idiot. That was his favorite call, at least he kept talking about it later. I'll let him tell you about the show. Afterwards, John, Joe, Tony, and I amused each other for a few hours telling and enjoying stories. For anyone who wants to hear the show, it will be repeated Thursday at 3AM. KFI is 640 AM, 50,000 watts clear channel. Should be audible by at least the Western third of the country. Fire up the cassette deck and get a copy for your kids. Steve York