It's 12:00 noon in the Twin Cities. You’re tuned to 100.3 on your FM radio dial.
The late Paul Harvey issues a sternly-worded warning against mediocrity and its inevitable consequences, as the opening horns of Copland's "Fanfare for the Common Man" bellow through the speakers.
The rousing rendition serves as a familiar sign that tomfoolery, courtesy of the “Radio Romeo,” is approaching — it’s a warning to anyone listening that there is likely skullduggery ahead.
If you've never heard the show, everything before this sentence might sound a bit strange. But for fans accustomed...
Mark Rosen
It's 12:00 noon in the Twin Cities. You’re tuned to 100.3 on your FM radio dial.
The late Paul Harvey issues a sternly-worded warning against mediocrity and its inevitable consequences, as the opening horns of Copland's "Fanfare for the Common Man" bellow through the speakers.
The rousing rendition serves as a familiar sign that tomfoolery, courtesy of the “Radio Romeo,” is approaching — it’s a warning to anyone listening that there is likely skullduggery ahead.
If you've never heard the show, everything before this sentence might sound a bit strange. But for fans accustomed...
