- Jul 7, 2003
- 47,630
At least Evans doesn't feel the need, unlike almost every other radio station (at least, all the commercial ones) to have some WACKY breakfast show sidekick.
I can't bear to listen to Heart, simply because of the forced hilarity and crappy, unfunny pieces they have, all co-ordinated by that utter moron, Jack the Tw@t. It's like somebody in radio decreed that There Must Always Be A Wacky Sidekick (a.k.a. a total cock) on breakfast shows. Piss off, I want to eat my breakfast, and get to work. I don't want to listen to "comedy" fart noises & some balding Mockney tosser "hilariously" pranking some poor unsuspecting dentist's receptionist over the phone, accompanied by sycophantic laughter from the (always male) DJ and his token female travel-news-reader...er...I mean co-presenter.
Don't mind Evans, bit of a closet Ken Bruce fan too, or at least Popmaster
I can't bear to listen to Heart, simply because of the forced hilarity and crappy, unfunny pieces they have, all co-ordinated by that utter moron, Jack the Tw@t. It's like somebody in radio decreed that There Must Always Be A Wacky Sidekick (a.k.a. a total cock) on breakfast shows. Piss off, I want to eat my breakfast, and get to work. I don't want to listen to "comedy" fart noises & some balding Mockney tosser "hilariously" pranking some poor unsuspecting dentist's receptionist over the phone, accompanied by sycophantic laughter from the (always male) DJ and his token female travel-news-reader...er...I mean co-presenter.
Don't mind Evans, bit of a closet Ken Bruce fan too, or at least Popmaster