I'm pretty sure that looking back on it, each and every Sunday afternoon show would be embarassing. But I don't recall any major distasters (well, there was that one time Jeff Pollard hit his mouth on the mic during an interview and carried on regardless of a bleeding lip).
But to this day, my anxiety dream is never about being naked in the classroom - it's always about being locked out of the control room, or not being able to find the albums (yeah, albums) or someone keeping me from the board and other dead-air related incidents.
The very odd thing about it though is that it isn't always the stadium radio station. It's not even always KLSU. But it is always a radio station mishap.
Cathy Hendrix
Nashville Tennessee
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