This is my radio show. Smartphones were designed to thump your pocket like Michael Anthony's bass guitar. If your Ipad ain't on fire, computer screen isn't screaming for blinding stage lights and thunder crashing drum kits...then why'd you stop? Cuz deep inside you love to Rock!
Tell me your Rock stories. I don't wanna hear about how many concerts you've hit. I want the meat that made it too big to devour. Squeeze your meet and greets beside me and lets fire up the coals on everlasting backstage adventures. firstname.lastname@example.org
I was born to Rock and Radio became my stage. Music history is my reverb. Keeping you pumped up on full volume my maximum destination.
Classic Rock has a family Tree. The birthing ground of bigger than life journeys.
There used to be a time when fans of Rock knew the Artists. Not just by song. Rollingstone, Creem and today's Sam Ashe mailer should bare the face of someone you know.
I'm part of the problem. I was told to say, "Here's another four in a row."
That's gonna change. Rock Jock Talk is about the relationship between the people that make the music and those that listen.
I don't wear my hair long to look pretty. My soul is made of Metal and everything shooting from it are the magnets not strong enough to withstand the energy of the greatest music on the planet.
We're gonna cover a lot of ground. There'll be days the music's gonna sound completely out of character. It doesn't matter! Rock isn't about being in tune. Just ask Bob Dylan, Neil Young and Van Morrison.
My name is Arroe. Rock is about attitude and I've got a big one!
Beer! Love it or hate it. Beer makes the bed spin. I sat on so many empty kegs
as a Montana teen that no man or taste can outperform what once made my heart
race. Wait a second. Ten dings on the news maker hotline. While Anheiserbush
prepares to rid the world of a few of its flavors of barley and rush...The guys
of AC/DC have introduced the perfect brew for the Mancave Keg-a-rator Classic
Rock Magazine has poured the perfect glass of drink-for-mation. Having already
successfully introduced a line of wines suitable for sipping while headbanging,
the guys in AC/DC have moved on to the next logical step: brewing their own
beer. Sadly, AC/DC beer isn’t yet available here in the States; it’s currently
limited to a select few countries, like Germany — which is why the beverage’s
official site is written in German, leaving us with a rough translation of its
marketing text. Which is fine, really, because if there’s a beer in the world
that deserves to be called “the roadie for the rock group of friends” and
advertised with phrases like “Ignites on the tongue like a ton of TNT — and
taste every beer lover,” it’s AC/DC’s beer. No word yet on how quickly this
stuff will make it to the U.S., but there’s no need to be alarmed just yet — the
band’s wine wasn’t originally available on our shelves at first either. And just
looking at those cans, which come in tallboy and mini-keg varieties, leaves us
fairly certain that some enterprising soul is going to come along and do
whatever it takes to import it for our thirsty American gullets as soon as
possible. If Keyshawn Johnson can have his own wine, there’s definitely room for