Hey look - it's two guys named Chris. No, really - it's Two Guys Named Chris, those wacky morning deejays who make listening to stale classic rawk downright bearable at times! If I'm too harsh, forgive me - but having listened to their on-air evolution, as well as pointed a TV camera at them a time or two, I feel entitled to my opinion. Truth is, I'm a P-1 listener (radio talk for a die-hard fan) of Rock 92's popular morning show. It all started back in 1997 when, new to my current station, I was paired up with a big dopey ex-radio guy by the name of Chris Kelly. Kelly admittedly didn't know diddly about TV news, but his endless wit and irreverent on-air antics made him a blast to work with. Our surreal encounter with a jumpsuited Garth Brooks remains one of my favorite twisted showbiz memories. When the big oaf (Kelly - not Garth) fled back to his radio roots, I was truly bummed.
But then he teamed up with the far-more-erudite Chris Demm for a risky venture as a local morning team in a crowded market. At first, the radio they made was less than spectacular, but in recent years they've really hit their stride. With the addition of the insatiable Deidre James (a young lady I once chased through a Kernersville family's home as she bestowed surprise Christmas gifts on them), Two Guys Named Chris have earned a righteous preset on every radio I own. Today when I saw them at the Chrysler Classic of Greensboro's Pro-Am Tournament, I happily snapped this frame before wisely ducking for cover - lest Kelly's infamously uncontrollable backswing take out my high-dollar camera. Hey, a man's gotta eat...
1 comment:
great blog!love bubba olympics but what would u say about having bubbaette olympics? hot large healty ladies, somethin to think about.look forward to listening .monday morning.thanks for the laughs.cassie,p 1 listner,duncan,nc
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