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html>style>body {background-color:#fed;color:#321;padding:12px;font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:12pt;}/style>div styletext-align:center;>div stylewidth:900px;>img srckfat.gif>font size7>b>tt>KFAT Memories/font>/b>/tt>div styletext-align:left;>p>KFAT Radio touched thousands of lives during its 8 years in existence, and a few years ago we invited everyone who participated in the KFAT experience- behind the mic or in front of the radio - to share what KFATmeant to them. p>b>What was KFAT?/b>p>KFAT-FM was located in a hrefhttp://www.gilroy.org/>Gilroy,California/a>. It broadcast a quirky mix of country, blues, old-timeymusic, raunchy comedy, bluegrass, Hawaiian, and whatever struckthe fancy of the disc jockey. It was on the air from mid-1975to Jan. 1983 at 94.5 FM.  From high atop Mt. Loma Prieta (siteof the famous 1989 earthquake) near San Jose, its signal reachedfrom north of San Francisco to south of Monterey and east to theSierra Nevada mountains.  Some of the original KFAT staff carries on the tradition(updated for the 21st Century) at a hrefhttp://www.kpig.com/ target_top>KPIG/a> in Freedom,Ca.p>For several years we broadcast old tapes of KFAT on this website. Well have that back up and runningsometime soon. Maybe. p>img srcwrong.jpg>p>hr>p>From: Christy Cruzebr>Date: Apr. 4, 2000p>Talk about nostalgia!   I LOVED KFAT.  Not only was the music the greatest, but the intelligent humor was so Fat.   And you guys really got the fact that Larry Hosford is a great songwriter and has some of the best singing pipes around.  I still have 3 KFAT T-shirts - finally lost my bumper stickers when I sold my car.p>P.S.  Larrys and my son, Ben Henry Hosford just joined the Army!   Whooboy.  There are NO hip stations here in Florida.  Unless youre into the groovy latin scene in Miami.  Take care.  Hi to Terralyn Thomas and Laura Ellen.   p>Bye, Christina Cruzep>hr>p>From: ElmlingerR@aol.combr>Date: Apr. 3, 2000p>We were stationed in Monterey from 80 to 82 when I discovered KFAT.  Absolutely, the best radio station I have ever heard.  I was in the Navy at the Postgraduate School, and right before I finished there, KFAT was bought out and turned into some pabulum, crap format, but I taped on my reel-to-reel your last nights show.  Lots of great songs and reminiscing, and maybe some incredibly high djs.  My favorite anecdote you told was about a drive-in theater that piped your station in before showing the movie, and you guys played Cum Stains, and how you all were in the shits over that.p>Just read about KPIG in the Denver Post, of all places, and cant wait to tune in on the net.  By the way, who did Cum Stains?  Also, I remember the bumper stuff you did from Slim Pickens and others.  The first time I heard Grandma Got Run Over.. was at Christmas time on KFAT a full year before it became popular.p>Take care, and Im sooooo glad you all are still out there.  Radio sucks, but maybe theres hope after all.  p>Ron Elmlingerp>hr>p>From: Kathybr>Date: Apr. 2, 2000p>Wow!  I always thought I was the only one who recalled KFAT!  Glad to hear it has another life as KPIG.  I loved your station -- I seem to recall the Fyling Burrito Brothers, John Prine, Dan Hicks and His Hot Licks, and Asleep at the Wheel as bands KFAT played -- and it was music with which I immediately bonded. For instance, I dont think I have heard How Can I Miss YOU if You Wont Go Away since KFAT!  The only other station that rivaled KFAT (for me anyway) was the old Sacramento KZAP station.  Thank you so much for wonderful memories!!  I plan to listen to KPIG now that I can get you guys on the internet!  p>Kathy in Galt p>hr>p>From: M. Herzbr>Date: Mar. 31, 2000p>The year was 1980.  I had been a dedicated KFAT junky for years, but lived in Mill Valley where the signal was weak and intermittent. I was preparing to sail to Kauai by myself and really wanted to have KFAT for company.  I called the station and explained to the manager that I wanted some tapes for the trip but couldnt record them myself because of the signal problem.  He generously offered to tape some shows and sent me 8 cassettes that I still have.   p>The first 3 days of the sail were horrendous -- 30 knot winds, 12 foot seas and fog.  The boats electrical system packed it in.  I didnt even have enough juice to power my running lights at night so never got tohear the tapes.  I made it to Hanalai Bay and several months after returning to the Bay, was on the boat finally listening to my KFAT tapes when in the middle of one I heard, . . . . and the following medley of Hawaiian music is dedicated to Mike Herz who is in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, on his way to Hawaii.  Even though I didnt get to hear them on the high seas, I was really touched by this KFAT moment!p> Where are you when we really need you, KFAT?p>hr>p>From: V. Petersonbr>Date: Mar. 31, 2000p>I went to Cal Poly S.L.O. from 1977 -1981 and would drive back & forth from slo town to Cupertino to visit my folks.  I always tuned into kfat as soon as I could get it.  I think I was able to pull it in at my folks house too.  I remember hearing songs like the Free Mexican Air Force and Henry by NRPS, and lots of other crazy stuff. The station expanded my musical tastes and was fun!  I never made it to any of the fat frys, but I remember hearing about them.  I still have a Garlic Gals t-shirt.  I now live in Humboldt co. and listen to a good station, KHUM.  They are also on the web at khum.com.  Im glad kpig is carrying on the tradition.   p>Vickip>hr>p>From: David Zarkabr>Date: Mar. 29, 2000p>Just today, I was telling some young 30-something about the so-much-more than a radio station, KFAT, and how I can only wish I had an old sticker or t-shirt.  (Every once in a fat blue moon Ill spy a beat up, rusted out, Toyota pick-up proudly sporting a faded KFAT sticker in the right lower corner of a dirty rear window, or on the tailgate to accommodate for the missing bumper.)  KFEDERATES, THE FAT MUST RISE AGAIN!!! p>My introduction to KFAT was in 1975, while I was working as a messenger driving a bright yellow Chevy Nova throughout Santa Clara County.  (I learned then that you can do ANYTHING in a car as long as you do it fast.)  Drop Kick Me Jesus Through the Goalposts of Life and I Got Drunk the Day My Mom Got Out of Prison were the songs that made the miles go by.p>I recall the surprise/horror/anger I felt one Friday morning as I got behind the wheel, clicked on the radio, only to hear the DJ announce some slimeball had stolen the stations entire collection of LPs.  The airplay that day included appeals to the perps to return the albums no questions asked, and unhappy announcements to all Fatheads that unless such return did not occur during the weekend, it looked like KFAT would bite the dust by the following Monday.  Whether it was by tinge of conscience, or, more likely, of cajone-crushing dread from what a crowd of KFAT faithful would do to them when their crime ultimately and inevitably would have come to light, the records were returned, and KFAT was saved to saddle up and broadcast for some more years, adding to its illustrious reputation as the best damn renegade station this side of the Pecos. p>Thanks for the chance to share.p>Dave Zarkap>hr>p>From: Rick Esselbachbr>Date: Mar. 24, 2000p>I just got this computer amonth ago. (bear with me), so here I am strollingthru the pages and lo and behold! KFAT memories catches my eye. When Istarted scrolling a flood of emotion poured in. I was living in Hayward andworking at Sunnyvale H-D and we only played KFAT in the store, Harleys andKFAT just went together perfectly. I taped the entire last 24hrs. of thatgreat station and play them for my guitar pickin circle out here in  Hawaii.I am retired now but every time I go to my toolbox there is my KFAT stickeron the front giving me that PIGGIE look. I have not heard KPIG yet but firstthing tomorow I will tune in and thank you for bring back some of the bestradio memories ever. p>Rick Esselbachp>hr>p>From: John Norman Sims, Jrbr>Date: Mar. 22, 2000p>Well, other than Laura Ellens Sunday morning gospel show, Praise the Lordand Pass the Biscuits ...p>This would have had to be sometime in 1979 or 80. I was driving home oneFriday night listening to KFAT. It was obvious that the announcer had guestsin the studio with him: in the breaks between songs you could hear bits ofconversation and laughter in the background. Finally, just as I was almosthome, they came up on the 11:00 p.m. station break. You could hear the mikeopen, and after a few seconds of silence, an adult voice say, Go ahead ...say it. Then a young childs voice said, This is KFAT in GilroyCalifornia. Its eleven oclock ... children, do you know where your parentsare?p>I almost ran into the garage door I was laughing so hard.p>hr>p>From: GP459@aol.combr>Date: Mar. 21, 2000p>Late at night my race car driver, crew and myself, the Stock Car race car owner burnt a lot of midnight oil during the week just healing our race car and listening to KFAT radio.  All work came to a halt on Moose Turd Pie.  Good times never last.p>hr>p>From: Steve Championbr>Date Mar. 21, 2000p>God Help Me!!! I found a KFAT site. I can remember many hours of getting indeep BullShift from listening to KFAT while stationed at Fort Ord inMonterey. I was stationed there in 1976, got married in 1978 and immediatelyturned my wife onto KFAT. In fact the most enjoyable breakfasts were at theFat Cat Cafe in PG. We lived just off the corner of 17 Mile Drive andLighthouse. Man what a place to live. p>I can remember Uncle Sherman andDallas Dobro each day. When I went back to school, it was a wonderful way topas the time traveling from the bay to Salinas. Then when I found Stanfordfor a few months it was even more fun. Ronnie Lott? Where is he now? ChuckWagon and the Wheels still holds a special place in my heart. In fact Ifinally dusted off the old record and tapes and played them for my kids. Thejust about fell over. They actually enjoyed it. I found an old tape of themhere in AZ., just a few months ago. The scary thing was to see and old beatup PU travelling down the Road with one of each of the old KFAT stickers onits rear window. Yelling at the guy, I discovered he had owned the truckfor over 20 years and the stickers were originals. Couldnt talk him out ofthe window. Still have my KFAT buckle hidden away, it made many a partyincluding the Garlic Festival. p>I too had a tape of the Wake. God what ablast. Sitting out in the cold, drinking with friends and listening till allhours to a station that really helped an Army kid learn that there was moreto life than surfing and racing. Sooooo mellow, sooo cool and definitely ahead pleaser. Sorry to see the station go and hated KWUSSY. I finally foundKPIG today and have really enjoyed it. Thank god for the internet!!!p>hr>p>From: mikeybr>Date: Mar. 16, 2000p>I remember being at the station above the drug store in Gilroy one nightwith my pal Carl Cabron, from CET in Watsonburg,a pal of Michelles (SisterTiny).  What fun!  I was buggin Sully while she was doing some silly promousing clips from a Cowboy Punk album with the song I Wanna Whip YourCow.  We were all pretty well wired & stoned as one of the local copsbrought us cookies & kool-aid which tasted a bit strange (they wereprobably laced w/dope & coke). And so I dont remember much more of it.Except we listened to FAT from about 73 til it morphed into KHIP after itwas bought & turned into another tired, oldies crapola station, becauseKFAT wasnt making any money.  Sheesh!  As if thats Important.   When theydid the fund raiser for KZSC at UCSC on the hottert day of the year in1984, I taped as much as possible between transmitter failures (theyclaimed they were fanning the damn thing w/record jackets!) and have thoseold cassettes to remind me of the wierd ol daze. I still have a FAT cowboysticker on my refrigerator.  What fun!.p>Michael Noserabr>El Granada, CAp>hr>p>From: Bruce Jewettbr>Date: Mar. 15, 2000p>KFAT was the best radio Ive ever heard.  When I lived in San Jose wed throw parties by putting sawdust in the backyard and cranking up 94.5.p>Still figuring out the Internet incarnation of all that fatness --p>hr>p>From: Dave Douglass (banjo@best.com)br>Date: Mar. 14, 2000p>One day in early 76 right after Id moved out here from Dallas wherethere was a maverick FM station (KAFM) that I was missing I stumbledonto Doc Watson, John Hartford and Mike Seeger all on the same set andcouldnt wait to learn what station it was. Turned out to be good oldKFAT. A fathead was born. I was a diehard listener from that point untilits demise. I was entertained by the music, humor, countless Fat Fryconcerts, live guests stopping in, why if it hadnt been for theFatgrams I mightve never sold my Cheyenne tipi to that Santa Cruzhippie-chick. p>It was a great vehicle for learning about artists Id haveotherwize never known about. I remember listening to Terralins show oneday at work and the needle started going all over the Little JimmieDickens song that had been playing and moments later our office up inSilicon Valley started going a little crazy too. It was a pretty hairyearthquake that was centered down around Gilroy somewhere. The musicstopped and Terralin excitedly described the havoc at the station. p>My little claim to fame with the Fat one was doing the second (and last)signboard art for them. It was the one that had the Fat sticker buckaroosaying, MOVE TO ANOTHER COUNTRY into the KFAT mic. When my wife wasfirst driving up here with her mom as they were coming over Pacheco Passthey happened to catch KFAT on the radio and Hawaiian Cowboy came on andthey about had to pull over they laughed so hard. It was hands down thebest commercial radio station that ever was. If Im lyin Im dyin!p>Banjo Dave Douglassp>hr>p>From: Gayle Bradburybr>Date: Mar. 14, 2000p>Guy Clark singing Coat from the Cold. That was one of the first songs I heard when I moved from Northern California (where the palm trees meet the pines) to San Jose, within KFAT range. My (now ex-) husband was a real FAThead (in many ways), and turned me on to FAT music. I remember the night KWSS took over - it was heartbreaking to hear the last song. p> Ive forever since listened for FAT music here and there, but its hard to find. Tonight I was sitting at my computer surfing for something else, and found you. What a treat - time for a walk down memory lane!  p>I met Cuzn Al years later, at a gas station. It was great to finally meet one of the people responsible for the tunes that were still going around in my head. And I recently found my old KFAT bumper sticker in a box somewhere. Fat is where its at!p>Gayle Bradburyp>hr>p>From: SGiner@aol.combr>Date: Mar. 14, 2000p>When I first found KFAT I was shocked! I mean, hey, this radio station actually has real people playing real music! immediately ran around turning on everyone I could to it. i listened to it eveywhere, home, in the car, at work, just like I do KPIG now.p>hr>p>From: Multiplesarcasm@aol.combr>Date: Mar. 11, 2000p>I first stumbled on KFAT about 2 oclock one morning. The DJ (not wanting to work real hard) said hed play entire album sides requested by the first two callers. I jotted the number down but got caught up with some other stuff I was doing. About a half-hour later I called just to find out what the winning album sides were. He said, Youre the first caller. I felt like I had my own private radio station. He played side one of the then newly released Blood on the Tracks for me and I was hooked forever. Looking at my CD collection now, Id have to say that about half of it is directly related to the musical education I got from KFAT...and at 8 years, my batchelor of fat diploma took only slightly longer than my batchelor of arts from SJSU.p>Brian Boydp>hr>p>From: Buzbom13@aol.combr>Date: Mar. 10, 2000p>never listened to any thing but kfat back in the day,cruizin around in my 66 international pick up. had chuck wagon & the wheels over t th house after a show (think my sis mita laid one of em that night). took a ride out ther to see cousin Al. still got a coupla T shirts ,one from a fat fry in palo alto. then years later while stationed in Texas with the Army met a guy whod been stationed in monterey he had recorded the last days of Fat. spent all day copying those tapes which are to this day my prized possesions. still getem out my whole family knows the songs even if we dont know who the artists are.p>Garybr>  redwood cityp>hr>p>From: Mike Gardnerbr>Date: Mar. 8, 2000p>My name is Mike A. Gardner, and I LOVED KFAT RADIO. When I found that station In the middle of my FM dial I thought I had found the next best thing to HEAVEN. I listened to it all the time, in my pick-up crusin Livermore or sittin in front of my stereo at my apartment in Fremont. It was THE BEST. I know longer live in the Bay Area, but still have a stack of KFAT Stickers which always seem to bring fellow FAT HEADS TOGETHER, and which I still PROUDLY FLY FOR THE WHOLE WORLD TO SEE. p>Shortly before I moved to N. Calif. I went home and was going to turn my wife onto KFAT and it wasnt there anymore. I had been in the U.S. NAVY stationed in Port Whoneedsme Calif. and hadnt been home in a couple of years. To say the least I was BROKEN HEARTED. p> No more Chinga Chavin, no more Skynyrd, no more Marshall Tucker, no Waylon, no Hank or Hank Jr. and most none of the GREAT POEPLE THAT MADE KFAT WHAT IT WAS. Of all of the radio stations I have listened to since none compare to the ONE THAT I WILL REMEMBER FOREVER--- LONG LIVE THE MEMORY OF KFAT!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE FAT SPOT ON YOUR FM DIAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! p>hr>p>From: JVM1449@aol.combr>Date: Mar. 4, 2000p>Heres the most salient KFAT memory I have etched indelibly in my cobwebbed lobes:p>It was the summer of 1975 and I was shacked up with a little lady in P.G. She was a granola gal, you know what I mean? Of course, I was a bit organic myself, my hair zapped out like a Dylan-Hendrix hybrid. Anyway, I was sharing this woman with another guy. We had a reluctant 3-way relationship going. One moring very early, before 6:00 A.M., I was sharing my KPORK with this woman when right in the middle of our dance routine her clock radio clicked on and the voice of Utah Phillips doing his Moose Turd Pie routine came booming into the room from KFATs transmitter. Talk about coitus interruptus! I rolled off her and started howling. She started laughing, too. I didnt even notice my deflation as I was laughing too hard to care. I dont think we got back into what we were doing before the radio came on. Yeah, thats a fine memory, you know what Im saying?p>Hey, are you making any KFAT bumper stickers? God that would be great, just for the hell of it.p>Jeffrey Van Middlebrookp>hr>p>From: Ricknie@aol.combr>Date: Feb. 22, 2000p>KFAT PLAYS DIRTY MUSIC!!!  How can anyone surfn the dial ignore that yell?  Once ya hear it, you either bless the crucifix on the dash, or you turn up the volume.  Either way, your ass is covered!  I was devastated when KFAT shut down. But, my lady lives in Watsonville and told me about KPIG. Low and behold Im born again!  Thank you, thank you....and, since Im leaning my turns on a Harley, I need the pig in my life.p>Good things come to you when you arent lookn...Great station....Thanks.p>Rick Von San Hosep>hr>p>From: Eileen Castlebr>Date: Feb. 11, 2000p>WOW, what can one say... Central california was our home, garlic festivals, casa de fruita andKFAT... San benito rodeo, Salinas rodeo...Millers lodge at arroyo seca... fromSanta cruz to Monterey we never turned our radio  off from your station.We even have a family tradition. A christmas tape we taped from your radiostation  one christmas day, back - gosh i  cant remember when... but thesongs were a combination of trational and off beat country.p>We moved to LAS  VEGAS and ill tell ya what......WERE NOT IN GILROY ANYMORE!!!!!!!This may be the city of lights...fun...sin city...But these folks dont know real fun.... You should (or maybe not) checkoutthere county fairs.p>We talk to alot of our friends from the central coast,who keep us posted onwhats going on, but this is the best. when Larry and I were dating, it wasKFAT we lisented to. My  teenage daughter sleeps in my old KFAT teeshirt.Long live your memory...and yes...KFAT IS WHERE IT IS ATp>We do love kpig.....this computer stuff is toooooooo much fun.  missya...love ya....eileen and larryp>hr>p>From: pemberbr>Date: Feb. 10, 2000p>My memories of KFAT are relatively short but oh so sweet. I moved toAlbany, CA in fall of 81. (Prior to that, Id only heard FAT whiledriving back and forth between San Luis Obispo and Berkeley.) Somehow Iwas able to tweak the FM antenna just right and pick up a scratchy butconsistent signal. I listened faithfully right up to the end. I was in astate of shock when KWSS (k-woos, I called it) took over. All I haveleft is one Official Fat Cassette and an unoffcial 90 min. tape Irecorded the night of the infamous Club Fat Suitcase Party. My, FATcooked that night. Its still  one of my favorite road tapes. I cantremember who the DJ was off the top of my head (Im at work now and thetapes back home) but he sure knew how to pick em. Kicks off withRockabilly Music, then Disco Sucks and never looks back. KPIG isgreat, and Sully (ex-FAT DJ) had a good show on some otherwisestraight country stations up here for a few years, but there was andis nothing like the FAT one. Good radio makes you want run out to storeand buy new CDs/LPs, but great radio is better than you could ever hopeyour collection could be. KFAT was the epitome of great radio. FAT iswhere its at!p>hr>p>From: Ken Keepbr>Date: Feb. 7, 2000p>Glad to find you folks still alive and kickin!I dont have any KFAT stories but I do have an opinion about what yall should do next:Dig out those old tapes and put them up on the WEB.  Check out WWW.Louisianaradio.com or www.Texasrebelradio.com.  I dont think either is up to your standards, but it is fun to listen to something from the old stomping grounds from here in northern California.  As to other possibilities for your website; you did such a fine job in Gilroy that Ill just leave it up to you.p> Thanks and Good Luck!!!!!!br>(Now I have to go out and buy a new belt for my KFAT buckle.)p> Ken Keepp>hr>p>From: Jpmrph3@aol.combr>Date: Feb. 6, 2000p>folks,br>That dumbass station helped ruin my life. How many hours I spent in my garage slaving over my pedal steel guitar. When I had time to practice KFAT always had stuff to play along with. I even sent the station a station ID. Hey mister thats me on the electric radio.so now i must waste my life playing in smokey places and legion halls. When I was young people said wow, you play music,cool!. now they say are you still doing that stuff? Yes I am and thanks to the tunes I heard on KFAT Ill never grow up.p>Thanks to hearing The hostile baby rocking song by Rosalie Sorrels my daughter has grown up. We didnt kill her, we just sang the song.p>The only time I have ever enjoyed dancing was with my wifelet at a fatfry on a hot hot night listening to Carl Perkins in Palo Alto..........p>I still remember a very drunkied up DJ trying to read the tag for a spot for a transmission shop called BULLSHIFT He made the obvious mistake 4 straight times and gave up. This occurred about a week after another DJ dropped a commercial cart on a record being played.(remember records?)scratchhhhhhhhh kalunk rippppppp!p>If I can let my daughter dominate her mac I plan to listen to KPIG a bunch.p>J.P. Murphy IIIbr>Redwood City, Ca.p>hr>p>From: Arlies Asphaltbr>Date: Feb. 6, 2000p>K-PIG IS SPECIAL, BUT K-FAT WAS THE VERY BEST.  WE MISS K-PIG, BECAUSE WE NO LONGER LIVE IN THE AREA.  WE LIVE IN SOUTHERN OREGON, BACK WHERE WE STARTED.  HOWEVER SANTA CRUZ WAS OUR HOME FOR APPROXIMATELY  30+ YEARS,  APPROXIMATELY 20 OF THAT WE HAD A  AUTO  (V.W.) REPAIR SHOP LOCATED IN A FEW VARIOUS PLACES. AND TWO OR THREE DIFFRENT NAMES.  THE LAST ONE BEING ARLIES AUTO REPAIR   IM SURE SOME OUT THERE REMBERS ARLIE AND HIS BOYS:  MIKE, GREG, JEFF, ACE, MONTY AND THE TWO YOUNGER ONES SCOTT AND LON.  ALSO HIS DAUGHTER, CHERIE.  p>WE ENJOYED MANY A NITE AT THE GRASS COOKIE,  THE CATALYST  AND MANY OTHERS.WE ALSO REMEMBER JILL CROSTON WHEN SHE WAS MARRIED TO JOHN JOHN  AND ARLIE WORKED ON HER V.W.  ALSO USE TO KNOW ALL THE CREW AT  CARR PARTS.   BEFORE I CLOSE WE WOULD LIKE TO SAY HI TO SPECIAL PEOPLE AT THE SANTA CRUZ HARBOR, WHERE ARLIE WAS SUPERINTENDANT OF MAINTENANCE FOR 3 YEARS.  p>WE MISS SANTA CRUZ, IT WILL FOREVER BE THE SPECIAL PLACE IN OUR MEMORIES.   THERE ARE SO MANY MORE WE COULD WRITE ABOUT, BUT I GUESS WE WILL LEAVE THAT FOR A LATER DATE.  MAYBE WHEN I ORDER K-FAT AND K-PIG SHIRTS, BECAUSE MINE ARE VERY, VERY WORN, BUT ALWAYS WITH LOVE.  WE WOULD LOVE TO HEAR FROM ANY ONE WHO REMEMBERS US .          p>OUR E-MAIL ADDRESS IS     asphalt@arliesenterprises.combr>FONDLY AND SINCERELY, ARLIE AND GLORIA WALKERp>hr>p>From: Warren Waltherbr>Date: Feb. 5, 2000p>I just found this place today.  I too was a loyal FATHEAD.  I can tell you that KFAT stickers and T-shirts may still be in New York City and other places around the country.  Carried them with me all the time.  My goodness, without KFAT I would never have known Sleepy LaBeef, Ray Campi, Chuck Wagon and the Wheels, Utah Phillips, the list goes on.p>Everytime I hear Asleep At The Wheel, the memories come flooding back.  I no longer live in Bay Area, but KFAT will always be alive in me.p> Warren Walther (Arlo)p>hr>p>From: Badbluedog@aol.combr>Date: Feb. 5, 2000p>the first time i heard k-fat i was floored .  the music was great the dj s were wonderful and the rest was history. being a long haired rock and roll truck driver in the late 70s wasnt very cool so at least i had something to look forward to when i came up to the bay area from orange county (when they still had oranges)  LONG LIVE JIMMY RABBITT and the rest of the folks at the best little radio station in the worldp>hr>p>From: Ron Shoffbr>Date: Feb. 4, 2000p>I lived in the Bay Area back in 78/79 and was a big KFAT fan. We used to spend a lot of time in the Carmel/Monterey area hanging out, camping and so forth and KFAT was always on the radio. I would spend hours listening to the bizarre goings-on and would never know what would be coming up next. p>For the last 20 years I have lived in Washington state and now reside at the western slopes of the Cascade mountains. I came across KPIG one day and sent off an e mail telling you how much I was reminded of the old KFAT format. Your response was  you silly boy, we are the illegitimate son of KFAT. It really brought back some memories.p>Although I have no KFAT memorabilia I am not going to be left behind this time and am starting to fill in my wardrobe with trend setting KPIG garb.p>Thanks for one hell of a radio station and keep up the great work.p>hr>p>From: Bill Rogersbr>Date: Feb. 3, 2000p>Hi Fatheads!   Just discovered the page of letters of old memories and had to add my own 2 cents!  Im sure Cuzn Al remembers me as the guy who used to bring the Dachshund to the Gilroy (not Gilfred) studio and let him do Als job on Sunday nites.    p>Who remembers Le Club FAT ?  TWA gave away vacation trips as advertising trade-offs during the last days of KFAT.   I was a card carrying member of le Club Fat  Winning card numbers were announced weekly and when my number was called, I was on my motorcycle returning to work on the swing shift!    Almost crashed into a tree! Anyway I won the grand prize....15 Days in Europe, First Class, ALL expenses paid!     It was the greatest vacation my wife and I ever had! p>Little Jimmy Dickens is a personal friend and some of you may remember the day I brought him to the station in Gilroy for an interview.  He still visits occasionally.    Hes quite a guy!I still have my old T-shirt, baseball cap, brass belt buckle, and a few original KFAT Stickers(which I may be willing to share with a deserving fathead) my Edress; misterbill@prodigy.netp>Bertha & I remember well the final night of the KFAT demise. We sat together in front of the stereo and cried on eachothers shoulders. Oh yea, If anyone has the Official Fat Cassette FAT1202/vol1, Larry Hosford dedicates his greatest song Salinas to Bill & Bertha at the Fat Fry, at Sams.   We were at a table in front of the stage with Larrys parents.  His dad passed last year, he was another great guy.   Thanks for the memories!!!        p>Bill & Bertha Rogersbr>4648 Mia Cirbr>San Jose, Ca 95136p>hr>p>From: Max Robertsbr>Date: Jan 31, 2000p>KFAT was quite simply the greatest little radio station there ever was.As a teenager in Californias central valley, I used to nightly turn myradio dial around looking for whatever I knew I was missing in mycultural life. One night I dialed up this quirky little station thatplayed music I had never heard before-in a format I had never known- andI was instantly hooked.p>The Fat was where its at.p>Max Robertsbr>Grass valley, CAp>hr>p>From: John Thos. Brownbr>Date: Jan. 30, 2000p>Well, now, Ive got a fatgram for YOU!  KFAT was my favourite station whenI moved from Texas to the Bay Area (Oakland/Berkeley) in the early 70s.It was a pure, sweet, honest sound that cut right through all that selfimportant, self righteous, hip, happenin stuff that filled all the otherairwaves.  Never knew garlic could smell so good.  How strange.  20+ yearson Im living in Australia and feeling kinda lonesome because my wife anddaughter are visiting her folks in Monterey and my folks in Austin.  So Implaying with RealAudio channels and grooving on KFAN because the girls arein Texas at the moment and in their guestbook theres a reference to youguys and when I check it out, theres old KFAT again.  Always there whenyou need it.  Aint it sweet.p>John Thos. Brown,  Castle Hill (Sydney) Australiap>hr>p>From: Jim Schererbr>Date: Jan. 28, 2000p>Yes I remember KFAT and would love to be listening to it again.  In theSeventies I was stationed at NAS Moffett Field - working in anelectronics shop with 26 other sailors.  To counter the battle with theKOME devotees those of us that preferred KFAT went and tuned the commonradio that everyone listened to so that it only received KFAT!!!  Lastedlike that for nearly two years!!!!  Loved every minute!!!p>Thanksbr>Jim Schererp>hr>p>From: EAGLEKIN@aol.combr>Date: Jan. 26, 2000p>I moved to the Monterey penninsula in Nov. 1979. I moved up here from L.A. (what a relief) without my family and immediatly found a job. The first thing I did was look for housing so I could get my wife and 6 mo. old daughter out of the SMOOOOG and into the good life. My job came with a car. The first day I picked up my car and started hunting for a home. Naturally I turned on the radio and there was some crappy talk show on. I switched to FM and just for kicks tuned to the radio station I was used to listening to in L.A. To my surprise Sugar Magnolia sweetly rolled out of the speakers. I thought WOW is it possible that I am picking up my LA staion way up here. Well I didnt have long to wonder because when the break came the dj (I think it was Felton Pruitt) announced that I was listining to KFAT. WHAT I THOUGHT IS KFAT. Well the rest of the day made me a deadicated listener and I never strayed far weather it was KHIP(for such a short time) or the glorious KPIG. The next day I found a pad and I moved my family up the next weekend.Thank Bokonon for Prunedale!Thank Bokonon for the wonderful folks from KFAT_KHIP_KPIG.  p>Rev Mikebr>The Church With Know Wallsbr>Prunedale CA.p>hr>p>From: Barbara Resnick Deitzebr>Date: Jan. 24, 2000p>Long Lost Greetings Fat Heads,   ....well now that ive finally sobered up i just realized i forgot to tape the last show i didon KFAT....if you have a copy of the last show, id sure love to have one. happy to pay the freight charges....KFAT was a trip!....Robin Barnett email: ohbanyan@earthlink.netp>hr>p>From: Bob Simmonsbr>Date: Jan. 20, 2000p>Looking at the KFAT pages puts me in a reverie of those moments when wethought the building might float away.  Nothing like a little ecstasy on aMonday night. I had the enormous privlege to produce the first two years ofFat Fries at the Keystone in Palo Alto..... in fact I can still do myopening rap...p>THE SMELL OF BURNING FATTHOSE LOOKS OF LOST CONFUSION AND DISMAY....THE SOUNDS OF STATIC AND DEAD AIR....CAN ONLY MEAN ONE THINGp>THE SHOW THAT KNOWS THE WAY TO SAN JOSEFAR TOO WELL IS ON THE AIRp>TONIGHT ...LIVE FROM THE STAGE AT THE KEYSTONE PALO ALTOp>THE FAT FRY IS ON THE AIR TONIGHT FEATURING:  (Name goes here)p>DAN HICKS AND THE (this weeks band)br>THE CRAMPSbr>COWBOY FEE AND THE PRAIRIE PASTRIESbr>THE FABULOUS THUNDERBIRDSbr>TIM HARDINbr>HARDIN AND RUSSELLbr>CARL PERKINSbr>KATE WOLFbr>JILL CROSSTONbr>CHUCKWAGON AND THE WHEELSbr>LEO KOTTKEbr>THE HOODOO RHYTHM DEVILSbr>THE KLEZMORIMbr>BOB BROZMANbr>WITH COMEDIANS:br>BOB SARLATTEbr>DANA CARVEYbr>BOBBY SLAYTONbr>DARYL HENRIQUESp>And so Minnie Moore...ALL BROUGHT TO YOU BY JACK LEWIS VOLKSWAGEN IN SANTACRUZ WHERE LESS IS MORE..more or less.p>It is something I will never forget, nor will I forget all the wonderfulpeople I met and worked with.  For those of you who still survive and carryon, I wish you only the best.All things pass...sadly enough...would that god (or some damn thing) grantus the sense to recognize how good it is when it is happening all around us.Bye bye to Jeremy, Gary, Bobby, Freddy, Laura Ellen, and all the hundreds ofpeople who were involved and made for some of those bright moments in whatwe call our lives....p>From Bob Simmons in San Jose, Costa Ricap>hr>p>From: Jon Zatkinbr>Date: Jan. 15, 2000p>I lived from 1979 until I moved here to Beijing in 87 on Potrero Hill in SanFrancisco. I actually discovered KFAT driving around not far from Gilroy andsome days could receive it at home real well and other days not so well - butthe radio was always stuck there! I just could never get over how different itwas from any other station - especially country stations, which is what I wasmostly listening to until then. You could listen to KFAT all day and never hearthe same song twice!! Blues, jazz, country, bluegrass, novelty tunes anythingand everything was coming over the air. I got turned on to so many artists Idnever heard of before - and would call up the DJs to chat about this and that,too.p>One cool thing was having KFAT stickers on my car - other FATheads would honkand wave and Id hong and wave and we sort of felt like we knew each other.p>I sure was sorry when the station closed down - nothing could replace it. I evengot the Cause The Needed The Money T-shirt!! Im really glad to hear about the PIG and knowing that KFAT has done beenreincarnated - and didnt even lose any weight!!p>Keep up the great work, guys!!p>hr>p>From: George Sampsonbr>Date: Jan. 14, 2000p>   Where else could I hear My Girl Passed Out In Her Food by Chuck WagonAnd The Wheels? Like the old KMPX, the original KSAN Jive 95 KFAT sure wasspecial while it lasted, a refreshing change from the corporate radio oftoday. Not only was it truly creative, it was just plain FUN to listen to. Ionly wish KPIGs signal could get to my home in the Santa Cruz Mountains. UsFatheads need our FatFix!p>hr>p>From: RLipetzky@aol.combr>Date: Jan. 13, 2000p>Ah....suffice to say I never would have made it through college in the late 70s without KFAT. (I now depend heavily on KPIG over the net in my law office) What a station; what a time.  p>Russ Lipetzky, Salem, OR.p>hr>p>From: Richard D. Quartarolibr>Date: Jan. 11, 2000p>A colleague turned me on to KPIG yesterday.  Thanks to this new electronicstuff, I can once again listen to meaningful music.  Nothing can compare tothe old KFAT days, except maybe KPIG.  I lived in Silicon Valley from 1974to around 1982 and KFAT was the ONE AND ONLY real radio station in the BayArea.  In fact I still have a piece of tape on the old tuner/receivermarking 94.5, the widespot on the dial, for although it may have been thewidespot, I didnt have great reception where I lived.  I briefly listenedto KFOG and M.Dung from the mid-80s until I moved to Flagstaff, Arizona in1988.p>Now, if I could only hear Emmy Lous KSOS or Utah Phillips do Moose TurdPie Id be in hog, or pig, heaven.p>PS: I still have a KFAT baseball jersey.  Appropriatelyenough, it no longer fits.  The FAT didnt go to the HIP on this one -- itwent to the GUT!p>hr>p>From: Kai Tiurabr>Date: Jan. 2, 2000p>God, what a feeling. p>Listening to your wonderful music, flowing back to days gone by in a cloud of memories.  I was only fortunate enough to listen to your station a few good times when yaall were here in another life, but I still remember those times with great fondness.  I was sick when I heard that the end was near, that the ailment was incurable, and that KFAT was not going to make it thought the night.  I joined a huge crowd at the bedside and clasped hands, hoping for a peaceful passing, and trying to grasp whatever consolation I could from being with the new friend I was losing so early in our relationship.  It was a sad day when the sun came up without KFAT in the air beside it. p>In my life, I have been in the vicinity of some great folks; those at the original Jive 95, KSAN, San Francisco, and KVRE 101.7 radio in Santa Rosa, to name a couple.  I have felt great loss when they were gone.  I had to attempt to forget the sadness to not miss them terribly.p>But - a REVELATION! I have come to understand that miracles DO happen.  Those who keep the faith are not simply hopeful fools, but powerful forces that create life.  The resurrection is upon us!  KFAT lives!  In the name and body of KPIG!  And the very evils of progress I cursed for destroying it are making it available to me here in this other dimension known as the Internet.  Halleluiah!  With moist eyes and a warm heart, I thank the powers that be for bringing you back to us.  Without people such as yourself, there would be a frightening one-sidedness to radio called Mainstream taking our children and forcing them into its awful mold, making them know only what commercial and philosophical horrors it chose to impose on them.p>God love you people!p> Kai Tiurabr>tiura@sprynet.combr>Sonoma, CAp>hr>p>From: Anna Johnsonbr>Date: Dec. 27, 1999p>I was living in Palo Alto from 1980 to 1984 and heard both final broadcastsfrom KFAT, including such things as the commercial for the DeloreanSnowmobile (sometimes rebroadcast here in Calgary, Alberta, where I nowlive). p>You may be interested to know that radio station KFAT, 1090 on your AMdial, is listed in the US Department of Commerce roster of radio stations for30 June 1923 as being out of Eugene, Oregon and owned by a Dr. S. T. Donahue.p>I moved from Palo Alto to Corvallis, Oregon and once again listened to KFAT,though I must admit it was not the same.  KPIG is a very fitting successor tothe original low-protein, high cholesterol FAT radio.p> Yours at 94.5 on the FM dial,br>Anna Johnsonp>hr>p>From: Pete Keeslingbr>Date: Dec. 19, 1999p>Hey, we moved to San Martin in 1979 and are still here. Life changed drastically when the FAT left us. Only after it was gone did we realize how good we had it. As the song goes, She gives me warmth in the wintertime, cool cool shade in the summertime. Thats what I like about that fat gal of mine. KFAT gave us all that, including more servings of Moose Turd Pie than we really wanted. God we miss all, but only because we cant get the PIG clearly in San Martin. Please, please, please....tweak your antenna just a hair so we can hear it all again. Otherwise, Ill just have to roam Highway 101 to Salinas to listen to the good stuff.p>Pete Keesling  (DrPete from KTEHs (San Jose Channel 54) Petpourri) p>hr>p>From: Darenbr>Date: Dec. 15, 1999p>In the late 70s and early 80s I used to make annual pilgramages to LagunaSeca for the motorcycle races. A young man named Flyin Fred Merkle was myneighbor, (he went on to win the U.S. Superbike championship 2 or 3times),and I always went to see him. My partners, John and Frank, had movedfrom Stockton years before and lived in the Monterey Bay area. p>These long weekends were all about Harleys, racing, drinkin, smokin, and KFAT. Wedclose the bars in Monterey, Seaside, or PG, and then it was on to the housefor partying till dawn with Fast Jack, Monterey Jack, Billy, and the restof the crew. KFAT was always on the stereo, and completely blew me awaywith what could only be called their outlaw programming. Sacramento,Stockton, and Modesto stations never came close to being able to do whatcame so naturally for the KFAT crew, namely keeping a smile on the face ofthose of us who engaged in the ingestion of politically incorrectsubstances. p>Never before, or since have I enjoyed broadcast radio as muchas I did KFAT.....until now. After downloading RealPlayer to the puter, Isaw KPIG as one of the default presets, and tuned in. HOT DAMN!!......thissounded familiar! Thanks for doing it again guys, Im having a majornostalgia rush here. I will be telling all the old crew here in town thatthe FAT attack is back! KPIG could take over FM if it was availableeverywhere...keep up the good work.p>hr>p>From: Tcl660@aol.combr>Date: Dec. 13, 1999p>When I was 18 years old in 1977 , I gave the Ozone Ranger a ride to work a few times. He would buy beer for me & other idiot friends and we would party at the old station on Monterey Rd. Buffalo Bob would be on and while the records were spinning old bob be bullshitn up a storm. always fun. nobody got hurt or sick or busted. That was 22 years ago, part of my life was around that station. always listend, till it turned to KFOX. miss those days Laura Ellen, sister tinys figure. Ozone ranger, cool guy had been an around seen some things, buff. bob good guy, loveable drunk, great stories. I cant get KPIG in Morgan hill worth a shit exp. by web. turn up the signal and sell some advertising over here. I think youd make a killing . 40 year old farts like this kinda station.  p>TOM LARKIN, Morgan Hillp>hr>p>From: John La Farguebr>Date: Dec. 10, 1999p>I cant believe I found KFAT, again.p>I must have been the Northernmost listener.  I live in a valley that somehowchanneled the signal right to my radio all the way from Gilroy loud andclear.  I had a timer on  my stereo that woke me up every morning.  Later, Imoved about three blocks away and could no longer get the channel but wouldenjoy it on my frequent trips to Santa Barbara until one time I tuned in andall that was on was a collection of every version of Louie Louie everrecorded which, aside from the fact that it was the end of KFAT, was prettycool in itself.p>Now I can listen to all that old stuff and even better hear broadcasts thatI miss.  aint technology grand?p>Waydago, guys!  Ill be tuning in regularly.p>hr>p>From: Paul.BRANNOCK@adecco.combr>Date: Dec. 9, 1999p>Ahh, KFAT... William Strickland ( another Wild Bill), introduced me to KFAT.  Hewas/is one the most creative SOBs that I ever recorded in my little recordingstudio above the apple orchards of Aptos.  In 1975 he convinced me (didnt takemuch) to tape an improvised Christmas show that he would get KFAT to play.  Itstarted off innocently enough.  Many beers and a fifth of whatever later we hadthe most raunchy radio play ever created.   Though the Play was never aired,I did become a devoted listener and Im thankful PIG is carrying forward the FATspirit.   BTW, if anyone has a line on Strickland have him contact me,PaulB20@prodigy.net.   Perhaps there is a web market for the Christmas show wedid.p>hr>p>From: Ednann2@aol.combr>Date: Nov. 28, 1999p>My husband and I had gone over to my brothers house in Campbell to help tear the roof off.  He had a radio on an extention cord out on the roof while we worked and we tuned in KFAT.  It was such a good time. We listened all the time after that til the horrible end.  Years later, I moved to Chico CA,  bought  a place, and found in the old run down shed out back.... a faded , little bit torn KFAT poster stapled to the wall.p>hr>p>From: John Wagnerbr>Date: Nov. 27, 1999p>Ah, what a super freeway of memories that brings to my mind, the riseand fall of the very best radio station I have ever heard, before orsince. This casts no aspersions on KHIP, the successor and the presentCrowned Princess of FM radio, Da (K)Pig. I am sitting here looking at mylast original FatHead sticker, wondering if I should put it on my newtruck?p>I was living in Brookdale, up on Western Drive, in a tumbled down palacenext to the home of the OkkeNookey players (now, THERE is a Blast fromthe Past>). Sittin  around doing a dobie, spinning the dial,  Ihappened to hear a guy named Gordy saying something about the brand newstation, being its first day of broadcasting, and if you wanted toadvertise on the airways, why, cummon down friends an neighbors! Thenhe cut loose with a Jerry Jeff Walker tune, and I was a fan! It is funnyhow the outlaws are usually the most progressive or innovative.p>Yes, the first day to the last, I was a Fathead, doing the Frys, and thePicnics, supporting the sponsors (but, hey, how hard was to be at theTown And Country or the Chateau Liberte, Club Zayante?). It was actuallya period of intense growth, for me, for the station, for the area, thecountry as a whole. Middle 70s anagst. The sense of community extendsto this day. It isnt too much of a strain to say that I became asocially aware person through the auspices of KFAT. It is sorely missed,and, thank God for its direct progeny.p>Piggies, take heart, we ARE the cresting tide....p>John Wagner, Soquelp>hr>p>From: Fraser L. Rachelbr>Date: Nov. 26, 1999p>What a nice suprise, the FAT/PIG relationship. Still got an old FAT T-shirt.I listened to KFAT during its complete run on the air. Have since moved and ended up in NJ.I found KPIG and thought the formatt was very similar to the FAT sound. Enjoy yall very much.  Listenin to yall in NJ...     p>Later, Chip (fjrachel@skyweb.net)p>hr>p>From: Michael Pellegrinibr>Date: Nov. 26, 1999p>KFAT has got to be my all-time favorite radio station.  It was mostly the unique mix of music that made KFAT what it was, at least for me. In the same half hour, you might hear Hawaiian cowboy  music, Led Zeppelin,  Hank Williams Sr., Joni Mitchell, Jimi Hendrix, John Prine, and Norton Buffalo.   Helluva weird mix.  Never boring.  Completely unpredictable.   Best damn radio station ever made.p>In the late seventies, I worked for Flux Recording Studio in Santa Cruz, and through that, I  got to know Bob Cassidy, AKA Buffalo Bob, one of the DJs.Bob once arranged an on-the-air interview for a band I managed, Stir Crazy.  When we showed up at the station for the interview, I thought we were at the wrong place.  To this day, my main, lingering impression of the KFAT studio was that it looked like it had been trashed.  But as it turned out, trashed or not, it was the right place.  We did the interview, played some of the bands music and plugged their record, and talked on the air with Bob.  It was a helluva lot of fun.p>By the time KFAT folded, I was living up in the city, so I missed the sad end.   Im extremely happy to see the Fat One reborn in the form of KPIG - and grateful  to find it available over the web.Makes me all nostalgic, wishing I was still living in the area, hanging out getting blasted at the Lompico Club, or maybe at Club Zayante, listening to Jill Croston back when she was still singing the blues...p>What the hell ever happened to William Strickland?p>Mike Pellegrinip>i>Will Sticklund is alive & well. Hes the one who sings I got a Hog Call for ya baby &several other station IDs & stuff. Hes also the guy who sings about Ludy, Jim Ludy - the longest-running commercial in local radio history - on the Pig airwaves continuoslysince 1991!p>-oink, wb/i>p>hr>p>From: Todd Elderbr>Date: Nov. 22, 1999p>To me KFAT meant a good time, a change from the ordinary, a break fromthe monotony.  It was fun listening that kept my attention and couldmake a day or night at work fly by.  Thanks to all who were KFAT andthanks to all who are KPIG for carrying on the tradition.I once found an ad for a cassette tape of KFAT air time and bought itthrough the mail, it was great!!  Unfortunately I loaned it to someyahoo and he moved to some far away land without giving it back!! Damn.One more thing, back in the day, nothing made my 4X4 more classy thanthat KFAT sticker!! p>Later,br>Todd in Hollisterp>hr>p>From: Mike Brownbr>Date: Nov. 22, 1999p>I experienced the last 4 years of KFAT as a newbie to alternative oracid country and related music.  I used to go down to the Gilroy Hotel for dinner anddrinks and spent more than a couple of evenings hanging out with the DJ on dutyswilling magaritas (including one night with my mom).  I also loved the fatfries atSams in South San Jose and later on at the Saddle Rack.  Fat Fries were sort of likethe dead goes to Tulsa.  I still even have my Le Club Fat card  (that and$2.00 will get you a cup of coffee if you are lucky).p>I also once heard a rumor that the morning DJ who used to playindagardenofvida (I think this is the spelling of the Iron Butterfly song)every morning did it because it was the only song in KFATs collection thatallowed him the time to empty his bladder and run to the liquor store downthe street to pick a six pack.  Any truth to this rumor? p>As the demise of the KFAT became clear (a friend was an nurse to the dyingowner who made KFAT possible despite being constantly in the red), myaffection to the station became more emphatic.  I made tapes and more visitsto the Gilroy Hotel, cumulating when a friend and I picked up the infamoustoilet used as primary furniture at the station.  That was our entry (or maybe reverse door prize) to thegoing party held at the hotel.  p>Although I do miss have broadcast access toKFAT in the Bay Area, KPIG maintains the musical and attitude that KFATbrought to the air.  I would be glad to help invest in a signal repeater on Mount Hamilton.Also, I spent a few evenings hanging out with Felton Pruitt at dead andGarcia shows as well as at the station.  Any word on him?p>i>We wish it was just a matter of money that kept us from being heard in the Bay Area. Believe me,if it were wed be there already. Our efforts a few years back to get a repeater on the air wereblocked by a couple of San Francisco stations, and the rules governing such things are incrediblycomplex. Not likely to ever happen. p>Felton Pruit can be found at a hrefhttps://web.archive.org/web/20160502224935/http://www.fatmusic.com/>fatmusic.com/a>. -oink,wb/i>p>hr>p>From: Anonymousbr>Date: Nov. 16, 1999p>I was stationed at Ft Ord in early  92 and I think I recall listening to KFAT in a early morning haze on my way to PT (Physical Torture) and during our daily duty hours (work). Those daily broadcasts left a memeroy in my mind similar to childrens crayon scribble on the wall you cant wash off. Thanks KFAT !p>hr>p>From: Dave Jacksonbr>Date: Nov. 9, 1999p>I WAS BRIEFLY READING THRU THE ENTRIES, DIDNT FIND  A MENTION OFDEAR OL GORDY... (THOUGH I DIDNT GO THRU THEM ALL)  SO, HEREGOES:p>FOLKS, IF YOU LISTENED TO KFAT, YOU MAY HAVE HEARDGORDYOR  GORDON BROSHEAR.. IF YOU DID, YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.A LOT OF THOSE CRAZY COMMERCIALS WERE HIS FAULT..(PARODY SPOTS..JUST PLAIN SILLINESS,REAL SPOTS THAT HAD A KILLER COMEDIC ELEMENT..ETC.)  A LOT OF WARMTH AND GENERAL POSITIVE HUMANITYWAS HIS FAULT, TOO..GORDY IS NO LONGER WITH US IN THE FLESH..BUT OF COURSE HE LIVES ON  IN RADIO HEAVEN.. THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES, GORDY!p>LOVE, DAVE JACKSON br>(FORMER MIDNIGHT GUEST D.J. AT OVERALL RADIO...THE TRAILER AT SHERMANS..KSCO C.E., KUSP ASSISTANT ENG... RADIO NUTCASE)p>hr>p>From: Galen Ed Millerbr>Date: Oct. 31, 1999p>I used to love listening to KFAT during my night cruises between Gilroy and San Jose.  It was the only radio station worth listening to.  It actually played what I liked.  Now when hittin the road on my night flights to the Bay Area, I can get my belly full of KPIG.  Its just as good, and just as tasty as a slab of Virginia ham, greasy fried eggs, and a pile of grits.  MMMM, GOOD!!! p>Since I live in Goleta, Im glad I can listen to KPIG on the Internet.  YAAAA HOOOO!  Keep them tunes  crankinp>hr>p>From: Robert Ewingbr>Date: Oct. 31, 1999p>wild bill....i never listened to KFAT while it was on the air, my onlymemory of it is a tape i have of a jerry garcia concert (from the saddlerack, san jose, 1983) which was broadcast on a KFAT fat fry.  i cherishthat tape to this day.  it was an awesome show, one that todays radiowould not dream of playing. at least there is one station around (KPIG) thatstill has the balls to play what they feel.  that you are still on the airis testament to the fact that people are listening.  your signal,unfortunately, does not reach me in woodland, ca, but i can catch you on thenet.  keep up the great work.p>Robert Ewingrewing@inreach.comp>hr>p>From: Andybr>Date: Oct. 15, 1999p>Everyone in living in Giant Forest, Sequoia NationalPark  listened to KFAT, THE FAT ONE (butter) from the beginning tilthe end. Now all I  have are very poor quality tapes. I  need new tapes!Where can  I get tapes of KFAT? Ill pay $!! Please send help toa hrefhttps://web.archive.org/web/20160502224935/mailto:canoedude@hotmail.com>canoedude@hotmail.com/a>  Thanks.p>hr>p>From: Wade Hasslerbr>Date Oct. 8, 1999p>i rode the bus from Gilroy to San Jose State in the 1970s and one day a guywho just didnt seem to be on the right bus started riding it. i saidsomething along the lines of why the heck are you going to Gilroy,pardner?. He told me that his name was Gordie West and that he was workingat a new radio station that was taking over KSND.  p>Does that mean that Craig Simmons wont be playing Martha and the Vandelasfollowed by Loudon Wainright, followed by Richard Pryor, in his lonelylate-night show?,  I asked. p>Gordie said,  I hope everybodys that easy to please. Weve got you covered. p>And it was true.p>hr>p>From: Erica L. Klyverbr>Date: Oct. 8, 1999p>I was very young when KFAT was broadcasting, I was eleven when you went off the air.  My uncle used to record your shows quite often.  When I moved to Colorado from the bay area in 1993, I would rummage through my uncles music collection of tapes and albums.  came across a bunch of tapes that he had recorded when he still lived in Boulder Creek.  I listened to a lot of them and realized that most of what is out there today on the FM dial, with the exeption of public radio, is nothing but crap.  People ask me if I like country music.  I will ask them the same question and they say yes.  I then ask them if the have ever heard Texas Cookin and they have no idea what and who I am talking about.  I wish that I was old enough then to have appreciated good radio.  I honestly believe that I was born to late.  I missed everything good. p>take carebr>Ericap>i>As far as being born too late & missing everything good - I dunno. This is a pretty exciting time to be young - you have an awful lot of choices in front of you that I didnt have at your age. As far as radio goes - I think that the plastic bullshit being shoveled out over the airwaves these days is just a phase. As people have more and more access to programming they can really connect with (via the net, satellites, etc.) theyll start to turn their backs on the over-the-air stations & theyll *have* to start getting more real in order to survive.p>Hang in therebr>-wb/i>p>hr>p>From: Greg Tylerbr>Date: Sept. 27, 1999p>I still remember staying up to record the last three hours of KFATbroadcasting, drinking beers with a friend.  We did this twice, of course.The first time, midnight rolled around, went by, and KFAT was still on theair!  A big relief to a couple of FAT heads.  The second time when midnightrolled around, there was a bunch of static or a bit and then this obnoxiousvoice came on the air to say something about the new station (was it KHIP ?)and then Lets go !!!  The first song was Another one bites the dust byQueen.  We threw empty beer cans at the stereo.  How disgusting !!  Thenerve of those disco heads !!!p>The next day, we called the new station in the afternoon and told the DJ,Nothing personal, but you really SUCK !!!! and so does what you call music!!!!!  He told us that he was about to stop answering the phone for the daybecause every call was just like ours.  A tiny bit of revenge.p>But, I still have the original tapes of the First Last Three Hours of KFATand the Real Last Three Hours of KFAT.  I even made copies of the tapes so Iwouldnt wear out the originals.  Its still great music.  Thank you, thankyou, thank you for KPIG.  Please dont go away.p>i>Note: The KFAT staff all left at the end of the first Last Night - so we kinda think of that one as the real one.p>The station that replaced KFAT was KWSS, which lasted until 1988(?), then became KUFX (K-Fox - now at 98.5) and is now KBAY.KHIP was a Hollister station that played KFAT-style music in 1984 & 1985. p>oink -wb/i>p>hr>p>From: Red Dogbr>Date: Sept. 15, 1999p>In 1978 I moved to San Francisco from a small town outside of Nashville, TN. Having previously lived in Kentucky, I was deep into bluegrass music and I felt it was only a faint memory until one night late, after a doobie and a few brews I found KFAT on the radio. My salvation! I pulled out my mandolin and played along for hours! In 1983 I moved back to Texas (my home) and often remember listening to KFAT from my office in downtown SF. Years passed, got married, many jobs later while poking around on the Internet I discovered the PIG! My salvation revisited. Since that time I have been a faithful Internet listener. Thanks piggies!p> Red Dogbr>Dallas, TX p>hr>p>From: Stacey Youngbr>Date: Sept. 15, 1999p>So glad to see you guys are carrying on the FAT tradition!!! Its beena long time and I guess we are all into a differant media these days! Iwas a fat head working at Grant Grove, Kings Canyon N.P. back in thosemagical days..ended up on alookout tower listening to you guys..A radiotech from the park service was also an avid fatty, he just whispered inmy ear the other day...try www.kpig.com....the magical words! I stillhave my card...you will live on here in Three Rivers!!!p>hr>p>From: Sthardusti@aol.comDate: Sept. 9, 1999p>Wow.  KPIG here in Southern California, thanks to the wonder of modern electronics!  Fat was my home for the years it was on the air and I dwelt in the bay area.  It left a void that was hard to fill.  I had to gather my own collection of lps and rarities (bought and sold a couple of times since  then) to keep me company.p>Hey Boys, Cousin Al,  Christa Taylor, Sister Tiny....Travis.  God, the memories just keep coming back.  I listen to the hours of transcripts I taped when I get melancholy at night down here. p>KFAT was that fireplace and friends where I kept warm.  Dallas and Amy, where are you now?  Wow.  Uncle Sherman.  Who can ever replace you?  I dont know. KPIG has a place in my hear as well.  I was there when you folks went on the air. I spent two to three glorious months behind your microphone and turntables as well. Things happen and life moves on.  Between Tiny at night and Christa in the morning my nights and early mornings were swell.  Robin Banks...I guess you may still be there.  Great stuff.  Hawaiian Music and story telling (Bovine Midwifery ring a bell? How about, Old Mutt? )  p>Music - We introduced new wave country!  Lyle Lovett, Jimmie Dale Gilmore, K.D. Lang, Way Out West....Damn.  I miss those days.  I miss all you folks, too.  Laura - you still hanging out around there? If so, thank you for all the great times and memories!  God Bless You!p>Im stayin stuck in the sty....wish I had away to pick you guys up without a puter. 400 miles is a long stretch of broadcast skip for nighttime winds.  God bless all of you - p>Kaliko Kymp>hr>p>From: Larry Hosfordbr>Date: Sept. 1, 1999p>Howdy-ho, Wild Bill:p>    When I peruse the virtual viscousness your listeners have sent in re: KFAT (RIP), I am impelled to pipe up with a few hundred dozen memories of my own -- but not compelled.  I fear legal action.  I mean, can I be arrested for crimes committed in concert with former Fatties?  Or is there a FAT statute of limitations?  p>    Well, there is one I can share.  In 1979, in Nashville, I met John Lomax III, heir to the American folk music archivin Lomax family dynasty.  At the time he was running the library at the Country Music Hall of Fame.  Very apropos.  When he learned I was from Salinas/Santa Cruz he immediately mentioned KFAT.  Quite inFATuated, he waxed enthusiastic, and did so thus:p>    What a wonderful place to live and listen!  KFAT is the best radio station in the world.p>    Could he have put it any better?p>FAiThfully yours:br>Larry Hosfordp>i>Ed. Note: Larry Hosford was one of the many local artists we happily supported at KFAT. You might remember his tunes Salinas, The King Takes The Queen, Long Line to Chicago, Homerun Willie, etc.../i>p>hr>p>From: Erik Hormquistbr>Date: Aug. 15, 1999p>I moved from Detoit to Santa Cruz in 1977, Tryin to extend myadolesence as long as possible, Santa Cruz is full of people like me. Isoon found KFAT, the last bastion of free form radio that hadntforgotten that radio was for entertaining , not selling cars andfurniture. I will always remember an old blues tune you  guys playedabout the pleasures of eating chicken. I havent heard it in years, youguys still play it on KPIG? If not you should.p>hr>p>From: Kevjultay@aol.combr>Date: Aug. 11, 1999p>I started listening to KFAT  back in 1976. I believe Sister Tiny, Gordy, of course Laura Ellen, Travis, and a slough of others I cant recall were staffing the station.  One of my  fondest memories was a visit to the station in Gilroy in the summer of 77. My cousin applied for work as a DJ, so while we were there had a chance to walk around.  On one of the walls sprayed with an aerosol can read,  WHO THE HELL STOLE MY SCREWDRIVER.  Im presuming thats how it got on the sticker.  Anyway, my cousin never got hired by KFAT(eventually KSJO).  Im still a dedicated fan and love you guys!! p>hr>p>From: Dave Borcherbr>Date: Aug. 11, 1999p>I first discovered KFAT in 1977, thanks to my barracks roommate Dwight.We were stationed at the Naval Postgraduate School in Monterey, and wehad found KLRB in Carmel within a couple of hours after reporting for dutyin November 1976 and setting up Dwights stereo in the room.p>Dwight found KFAT a few days after that but never got around to mentioning it to me.  I finally came in one day and heard Chuck Wagon and the Wheels, followed by a commentary by Travus T. Hipp. What in the hell is THAT? I asked him - and I was a convert.p>I dont think I listened to any other station until they went off the air.I went to a couple dozen Fat Frys, first in Santa Cruz, then in San JoseafterI left the employ of Uncle Sam.p>I got a wild hair and drove to Gilroy on the last New Years Eve of KFAT, after they knew that the station was going to cease to exist as we knew it.I brought a case of Anchor Steam Beer with me, and sat in what amountedto a newsroom with a dozen or so other FatHeads and any of the FAT DJswho happened to be in the vicinity...Happy New Year.p>It so happened Chuck Wagon etc. and some dam good bluegrass groupsshowed up at the studio later that night.  It turned out to be a Happy NewYear after all.Another friend taped most of that evenings broadcast, and made me copiesafterhe found out I had been there.  I still have them.p>Dave Borcherbr>Tucson  AZp>hr>p>From: Joel Rubensteinbr>Date: June 3, 1999p>my wife and i have just discovered kpig on the net and are in hogheaven.  i lived in boulder creek in another life (1977) and alwaysloved kfat.  in 1980 i drove from austin to santa cruz and when i gotwithin range i tuned in kfat.  the first song i heard had the lyrics,just give me sunny california and stick texas in your ear.  i was surethey were playing that song for me, alone.  the problem is ive neverheard it again and i dont know the name of the song or the band.  ifyouve got any idea what it is, e-me please.  now, i think ill justkick back and pig out.p>hr>p>From: Mike Philbenbr>Date: June 3, 1999p>Jeez, I dont know where to start... OK, its ratings week and we want to buy your vote -- send a stamped self addressed envelope and well send you a check for $0.25.  I remember stopping by once and running into Charlie Daniels -- big hat and all. Up over the feed store.  Ive still got tapes -- bad vinyl over the air recorded on a cheap deck. Im remastering the best -- but really time consuming.p>Love,br>Mike Philbenp>hr>p>From: Charles Colerichbr>Date: May 17, 1999p>I moved to the Bay Area from New Mexico in 1980. For the next 3 years KFATRadio made life enjoyable as I drove all over the  Silicon Gultch. The KFATsong mix took what we referred to as Red Neck Rock a few wonderful stepsfurther than the stations back in the Land of Enchantment. I have many fondmemories of that era ( both KFAT and New Mexico ). p>Unfortunately I cant get KPIG where I live in the East Bay. But I justdiscovered that I can get it on the Internet! Oh happy day!p>Chasmanp>hr>p>From: CHRaines@prodidgy.netbr>Date: May 13, 1999p>A few days ago I found KPIG through WebRadio.com.  I listened to it for a while and thought,man, this reminds me a lot of KFAT.  And tonight I started exploring your site and found that you are the successor.  I loved KFAT!  While I was in the Army, I was stationed at Ft. Ord IN 74-75 and later was at the Oakland Enlistment Station 79-83. KFAT was absolutely the most unique radio station in the world.  I especially remember listening most of Sunday afternoons and evening and hearing all kinds of music that you simply could not listen to anywhere else.  And I did have a KFAT t-shirt (long gone).  Glad I found you. Now if I could just locate a station on the net that carried the Fat Music Radio Network, I would be in hog heaven. p>hr>p>From: Van Ellisonbr>Date: May 12, 1999p>When I heard KFAT was going off the air I bought ten 90 minute cassettes andtaped all 900 minutes of FAT music and such.Still got em, still listen to em.  Soon Ill get them onto CD, maybe.p>My old (now) 83 chevy pickup had a KFAT decal on the back window.  I justlost that window and I NEED A NEW DECAL!HELP, where can I get one.If I could listen to KPIG here, I most certainly would.p>Ever hear DOO-DOO-WAH?, they have a song KFAT FAMILY RE-UNION.p>Still listening,br>thanks,br>Van Ellisonp>hr>p>From: Johnathan Meyersbr>Date: May 10, 1999p>Wild Bill:br>I am Jonathan Meyers, Harvey Levins (Former Owner of KFAT) nephew...Its great to see that KFAT continues to live on the internet and in the sounds of KPIG-FM.When Harvey died in 1978, the proceeds of the sale of KFAT went to establish the Harvey B Levin Charitable Foundation.  The foundation continues Harveys progressive agenda and has funded a wide range of programs ranging from helping inner city school kids in Chicago (Harveys Home Town), to the Holocaust Museum in Washington DC, to local public radio in Chicago and Washington DC.  Additionally, the foundation has given large grants to the World Wildlife Fund and the Nature Conservancy.p>Current funding includes sponsorship of a new film on accidental nuclear war being produced with Kartemquin Films, the maker of Hoop Dreams.  On the radio front, we have funded This American Life series on NPR and are hoping to expand our radio presence in the next few years.p>I was only 16 when my Uncle passed away, but KFAT lives on not only on the internet. but indirectly in helping thousands via the Foundation.p>Best of luck and keep up the good work,p>Jonathan Meyersbr>Harvey B Levin Charitable Foundationp>hr>p>From: Pat Flynnbr>Date: April 24, 1999p>.....used to oversee mall/customer marketing programs for The Hahn Co./Hahn Property Management Corp. in the 70s.  Among them were Oakridge Mall/San Jose, Birdcage Walk/Sacramento, Vintage Faire/Modesto, Sunnyvale Town Center/Sunnyvale and Santa Maria Town Center/Santa Maria.  p>I soon found any number of reasons to drive (instead of fly) from the corporate office in San Diego to all those places via Highways 1 and 101.  In no particular order, the four most important of those reasons were: br>1) Listening to KFAT REAL LOUD with all the car windows downbr>2) Lonnnnnng lunches on the patio at Nepenthebr>3) Having a bitchin job that allowed me to travel around like thatbr>and 4) Mixing all that good scenery with gobs of KFAT wherever the signal could get through. p>(Still have a KFAT shirt, but cant wear it anymore or itll self-destruct in the laundry.)p>hr>p>From: Bill Crissbr>Date: Mon, 22 Feb 1999p>I am a trucker and former muscian from Tn. At two different periods mid 70s & 80s  I lived in northern California in the Plumas co.Quincy area. At the later time was a drummer in the Sloop Rickett band,based in Quincy and Chico. During that time, the band was heavilyinfluenced by the musical format of the KFAT Station. There was no otherstation like it in that area and I am delighted to see that itstradition of Roots Music is being carried on, by the KPIG people. Ibecame aware of your existance through correspodence with none otherthan Mr Rickett (Bill Mohler) and Mr Sloop (Steve Soots), who still livein the area. I had three wonderful years with them, and fourth memberJeff Pershing, playing the kind of music that yall inspired. I haventfound anything like KFAT here in Tennessee (Go figure). So you havedefinently been missed. Keep it alive.......Bill Criss (Buck) inTennessee.....        p>hr>p>From: Mike Phelpsbr>Date: Jan 27, 1999p>As a long time listener of the Doctor Demento show I missed the off beat music during the week. KFAT and now KPIG fill in that void. When ever I needed a touch of insanity in a Politicaly Correct world the Fat would do the job. Now that I have moved from the Monterey area I can get the PIG on the net. It sure brings back a lot of fond memeries. A big thumbs up from Yucca Valley Ca. p> hr> p>From: Robin Petersonbr>Date: Jan. 18, 1999p>This is wonderful!  I am in living in New Mexico now and its great tohear the music again.  I listened to KFAT soon after the station startedup.  I still listen to the tapes recorded when the station was going offair.  I just purchased a webtv which brings the internet and email tothe TV for those of us without a computer.  Sony puts this out.p>Thanks for the music.p>Robinbr>Los Alamos, NMp>hr>p>From: Gene Ervinbr>Date: Jan 8, 1999p>HOWDY WILD BILL.br>MY KFAT MEMORIES ENTAIL BEING THERE IN AUGUST OF 1975 ALONG WITH A FELLOW CALLED DADDY LEE. I WAS INVOLVED IN WORKING THE BOARD FOR HIM AS HE HAD NO CONCEPT OF WHAT IT WAS ABOUT. I HAD FIRST CLASS FROM KRLA IN LA . I CAME UP HERE WITH BILL STRICKLAND FOR THE FIRST TIME IN 73 TO VISIT JILL CROSTON IN BOULDER CREEK AND DECIDED TO STAY AND GOT A JOB TENDING BAR AT THE NOW DEFUNCT CLUB ZAYANTE. I WAS THERE FOR 5 YEARS. THAT ONE DAY THAT I WORKED FOR KFAT IS STILL IN MY MIND...DADDY FIRED ME AFTER I CUT HIM OFF THE AIR TO PLAY SOME DYLAN. THE CABOOSCA KID (LARRY YURDIN?) GAVE ME THE MOST EVIL LOOK I HAD EVER EXPERIENCED FOR THAT TRYST AND DAMNED ME FOR COMING TO A SMALL STATION FROM THE LIKES OF KRLA AND TRYING TO PUT ON AIRS.....OH WELL. FELTON PRUITT CAN BACK ME UP ON MY EXTREEEEMLY SHORT STAY. WHERE IS STRICKLAND?IM NOW A COLLEGE PROCTOR HERE AT UCSCS PORTER COLLEGE. TALK AT YA AGIN SOMETAHHM PARDNER. KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK AT THE STATION!!!!p>SORRY FOR RAMBLIN ON...WHO DO I THINK I AM? JACK ELLIOT?p>Gene Ervin ....geneervin@hotmail.comp>hr>p>From: Michael D. Jacquardbr>Date: Jan. 2, 1999p>OK, stationed at Planet Ord from 74-76, and dazed well into 77 beforerealizing I wasnt in the army anymore and could go home, I leftMonterey with a serious monkey on my back. Addicted to KFAT, KLRB, KZSC,and KOME, I have spent the last 22 years trying to kick but no luck. So,I spend my time in search of that next fix, that ellusive high one canonly get from the perfect mix. Ive traveled all across the US andthroughout the rest of the world looking for that one radio station thatcan give me what I crave. Now I have KPIG. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh. Now I justgotta find me an omelette like the Fat Cat.p>hr>p>From: rott1@eskimo.combr>Date: Sat, 19 Dec 1998 p>After just installing some new software, I happened to findKPIG on my computer. I grew up in San Jose and was a regularlistener of KFAT and KLRB until I left to spend a few yearsoverseas with Uncle Sam. Somehow I never made it back. Sincethen no has invited me to sit down and pork out. Justhearing KPIG brought back a flood of memories of a ratherjoyous youth spent at concerts in San Francisco, Monterey,Carmel, Santa Cruz and more than a few nights getting semioblivious at Bobby McGees in Gilroy. In fact I recall theplace getting shut down more than once for letting usminors in for the bands there. I still have all my garlicsent to me from Gilroy. Listening tonight was a treat.p>Thanksp>Mitch Ruth.p>hr>p>Date: Thu, 10 Dec 1998 br>From: Gregory Camp (shrinkers@pol.net)p>Back in the mid 70s I was in heartbreak hotel... I had a lot to learn and didnt realize that pain is a teacher. Id get stoned up in Bonny Doon (they had some great senso up there), put on KFAT. At first I just wanted to drown my sorrows in rock and roll, but KFAT had all these neat folks with sardonic, humorous, plaintive, and yes, wise things to say about the romantic wars. I found out I had a lot to learn, a lot of growing to do (Jerry Jeff singing Willies Thoughts comes to mind). p>What  I had thought was love wasnt, and I was a self-centered SOB who needed to grow up. I learned I didnt need to find the right person, I needed to become the right person. All this from the lyrics and my subsequent painful reflections. Well, the humor sure softened the pain and made possible the reflections. In time I began to help others in Heartbreak Hotel, bought two big Teac 4 tracks, a mixer, etc, and when I went off to work, the tapes collected 6-8 hours of KFAT for me. I edited them down to the lessons Id learned and still teach to this day. The  tapes are off in boxes somewhere  (hey Tom Dundee, you in there!?) but the music, the lyrics and the lessons are still in my head and heart and part of my  daily life. p>Im 61 now, a shrink with a wise heart over here in NC, Dr. Heartbreak. KPIG is on in my office all day. Just yesterday a 30 year old heartbroke local DJ came into my office, sat down and broke into tears.. his lover split two months ago. I smiled, said Son, this is indeed your lucky day. Ol Pain has done you a favor and brought you to just the right place! We spent some time laughing at the shattered illusions of love, then I reached over and turned up KPIG. The boy was startled by he heard from me, and what he began hearing from KPIG. He left with a smile on his face. I think his music selections are about to change, expand. So the beat goes on. KFATs gone, the music lives, and KPIG has the spirit. Oinks forever! p>Bonny Doon Greg in Wilmington, NC.p>hr>p>From: theslug@webtv.net (Trish Galyean)br>Date: Tue, 17 Nov 1998p>KFAT meant the only friend i knew as a junkie.28 years clean.Now I can really enjoy kpig.  keep on truckin.p>hr>p>Date: Wed, 4 Nov 1998br>From: Trace Rankin (crankinrankin@yahoo.com)p>Howdy,br>     I wasnt lucky enough to be familiar with KFAT,but I have becomea KPIG slave.I am 42,and grew up in Sacto.,in the late 60s-early 70s(my formative jr. high and high school years),listening to KZAP whenit was a free-form format.Ah, those were the days;Firesign Theatre,Cold Blood,Elvin Bishop, etc.Rock, Jazz,Country,Early ProgressiveCountry, sorry I digress.I still swear those D.J.s knew I was on acidafter a concert,when they would play Firesign Theatre to screw with myhead. I didnt know thirty years later I was going to be force fedthat Classic Rock. We used to have a great progressive countrystation in Davis, KYLO-Yer armadillo on the radio dial.They werebought out by christian radio.Probably trying to save my soul. p>     With lousy stations around here,I drifted aimlessly to sportstalk radio,talk radio,and occasionally a visit to an AOR station,forminimal music satisfaction.Then a couple years ago I was working on ajob site in Scotts Valley,and asked an electrician on the job ifthere were any decent radio stations around.The Pig is the only radioaround here was his reply.My musical soul was revived,and brought outof talk and central valley radio purgatory.I started buying musicagain.I soon realized I couldnt afford all the music on the Pig thatI wanted to buy.Since then,I get to go to a job site in Watsonvilleevery couple weeks to feed my Pig habit.I keep a music list in mywallet,so I can stop by Music Madness,and pig up some Pig music.Gotall the t-shirts,but I cant find those darn refrigerator magnetsRamblin Ror mentioned.(ha,ha). p>       Got me a computer and had it rigged up so I can listen to thePig up here in Jackson Ca.Theres a gal over in Mountain Home,who hasa music catalog business,Frontier Tapes and CDs, I think.I get somestuff there ocassionally, but I guess she used to be a DJ atKFAT.Forgot her name.p>      Gotta stop this rambling.Do you,or anybody recall an amusinglittle song called I-95 Asshole Blues?It kinda went (excuse me now),fuckin jerk,pissed me off; well I dont give a fuck,so I jumped inmy truck,and Im off to the rodeo. If anybody knows who it is and ifit can be aquired, it would be greatly appreciated. p>     Going to see Robert Earl Keen at the Nugget in Sparks on Dec.12th, YEEHAAWW. Ill shut up for now,thanks fer listenin. Sorry aboutbein longwinded.p>       Trace Rankinp>hr>p>Date:  Thu, 30 Jul 1998br>From: t.russell@manatech.com (Tracy Russell)p>Jill Croston (Lacy J. Dalton to some) telling us we could use our Le ClubFat cards to pick our teeth (she was right!!!)- always stimulating, nevermundane... the poignant love ballad  Four Wet Pigs which has served as alullaby in my household for the last 3 1/2 years or so...Larry Hosfordrhapsodizing about bein out in the Santa Cruz Bay... countless musicalturn-ons, memories and NOT THIS RECORD!  NOT THIS RECORD! SCREEEEEEEEEEp>I guess the culmination of it all occurred 4 years or so ago in Hotlantawhen my then-pregnant wife and I went to hear Jerry Jeff.  The main Gonzocompadre rubbed my wifes belly and gave the babe a blessing.  Today thatboy is healthy and way above average and you just never can predict how farCholesterol exposure at an impressionable age can take one!p>If you find it in your hearts to let me know of any Fat recordings or CDs Iwill be eternally grateful...p>- From way out TEXAS way (if everythings so big here, where are the damnredwoods???)p>hr>p>Date: Tue, 28 Jul 1998br>From: Buck Cullen (jcullen@hotcoco.infi.net)p>I was just a lad of 22 when I stumbled upon KFAT up here in El Cerrito,CA. I could tune it in just right and at first it started out as acuriosity/ lark. But after the others would leave, I couldnt pullmyself away from that damn 94.5.  What it did for me was very clear.p>#1. It truely introduced me to Bluegrass and other alternative musictypes.p>#2. It also made me very cynical with regards to the way bay area radiostations operate. I was stunned and then pissed, and then ready to makeany kind of deal with the devil on order to bring it back. But for somereason, Disco kicked the Fat Mans ass and .... you know the rest. Thanks for being on the internet. Love it.p>Joe Buck Cullenp>hr>p>Date: Fri, 3 Jul 1998 br>From: Debra Krol (Debra.Krol@gte.net)p>Howdy from Phoenix.  Im a Silicon Ghetto refugee who foolishly thought that Arizona would be better than San Jose (although I did meet mywonderful husband here, who shares my rather eclectic musical taste!)   Im now in my second life, as a molecular biology major at ArizonaState University. p>I was a long-time KFAT listener.  I even joined up with the Garlic Gals to swing to the sweet tunes at the Monday Night FatFry (boy, was Idrug out at work the next day!)  Norton Buffalo, Van Morrison, Asleep at the Wheel, Greg Kahn, etc....I saw them all and many more who Icant recall at the moment.p> I played Disco Sucks  and  Red Hot Women and Ice Cold Beer (I finally found Chuck Wagon and the Wheels albums at a record store inPhoenix) for my hubby, as well as other KFAT tapes I had so he could hear for himself. p> One of my favorite memories is the night that the Asleep at the Wheel bus almost ran me over in front of the Keystone!  (I guess their namereally does fit them)p> Last month, my honey and I were  in town doing research for a book Im writing about the Indians (my people) down in Southern MontereyCounty.  I was telling hubby about the great station I used to listen to in Gilroy, when he tuned in KPIG.  What is that? I exclaimed.  Welistened for awhile--it was KFAT reincarnated!p> God but its good to hear my music again!!!  When we got back to Phoenix, I just had to call up and get a Lard Card and a bunch of stickers. I gave one to one of my professors at ASU who just moved here from Santa Cruz, and told her about listening over the Net (which we aredoing this very moment, by the way--just got a computer capable of doing it!)p> Keep it up folks, hopefully when my husband and I are in the nursing home together, well make the nurses tune the radio to KPIG and drivethem crazy.p> Debbie Krolp>hr>p>Date: Thu, 02 Jul 1998 br>From: Real Name (user@igc.org)p>I was born and raised in Salinas.  My friends and I got to be teenagers in the 70s -- we grew up with KFAT and KLRB.  That and Catholic school made us what we are today. It made Salinas bearable, if you get my drift.  We used to stay up late, or set our alarms to wake up, so we could hear Uncle Sherman.  Fortunately, the parents were heavy sleepers. Also fortunately, you could get to the Pacific Garden Mall and Recycled Records in Monterey on local buses, so we could get the records if we couldnt tape. The Fat Cat restaurant over in PG had KFAT on all day. p>The 80s mainly stank because we lost these two radio stations.  I was away at university when KFAT went off the air -- my mom told me you had a wake and got wasted and talked about how the white plastic shoes and polyester leisure suits from southern California sold the station down the river.  Now Im up in the Bay Area, where their idea of eclectic radio is a couple of hours of relatively uninspired stuff squished off in a corner someplace.  Thank god for KPIG -- normal radio, the rest is crap.  I go down to the wharf in Santa Cruz once a month or so and tape about 7 hours of it.  The web is fine and all that, but its much better to get it off the air.  p>Im aiming to move to Pescadero -- I can get to my job in SF from there, and you can pick up the Pig when youre at a few places there where the road bends the right way. If theres any way to get that stuff out on CD, please do it.p>hr>p>Date: Thu, 2 Jul 1998 br>From: Brad Clark (bclark.id@regence.com)p>It was the Summer of 80, and I was doing my Naval Reserve time in SF(Treasure Island and Skaggs Island to be exact).  A buddy of mine from myprevious duty station (Puerto Rico, where I lost a neat woman because sheturned into a Sex Shrew and I couldnt dig her vibes - but apparentlyeveryone else could and did, and, oh by the way, damn near intercoursinggot killed in a terrorist ambush - on a Monday morning!! How gauche!! Abullet in the liver can screw up your whole day...) had kept in touch andhe said, Dude, come on down to the DLI in Monterey, we party for theweekend, we go to Kalissas, we order bad pizza, we listen to this COOOOOOLradio station, and we drink a lot of beer.  p>OK, Im for it, having spentsome time trying to readjust to Snivilian life and an ex-wife (that SOMEHOWmanages to end up doing my discharge paperwork... IN PORTLAND!!) in theHose, er ROSE City.  Naval Idiocy is taking its toll, put the top down onthe off-white whale (1969 Olds Delta 88 convertible with a pair of Bose301s in the back seat for LOUD tune-age), mangle thru 280/101 to Monterey.I get there to his place, a cold beer is placed into my hand, a friend ofa friend (red hair, green eyes, and great...... tracts of land) is somehowmystically beginning to attach herself, and there is this SONG coming outof the radio... a song that I havent heard for a LONG time by Roy Acuff (Ihave the 78 now), then some other SONGS like I have never HEARD ofbefore.... I almost pi** off my companion because I dont want to talk, Idmiss this stuff!  But she understood, because she, like my Bud-to-the-death(HI SKIPPER!!) and his wife (later ex-wife) and all the house had the KFATClue.  It was Heaven.  It was a bright spot in a very dark period in mylife.  Thanks to you FAT-dudes for helping save a soul.p>Ah yes, the memories.. I still have 2 reel-to-reel tapes of a KFAT Reunionon KFJC that I treasure HIGHLY.  I have made some cassettes and sent themto spooks and ex-spooks around the globe (and will gladly send the 4cassettes to the first Fatboy in Space) along with other friends I valuehighly (needless to say my DIsco-loving ex-wife does not get a copy).Hell, if I ever get a hard drive thats big enough, I want to save it allto one big .mp3 file and put that on a CD-R...p>Sigh... you know, I didnt remember the red-head until I reminisced aboutmy loss of FAT virginity.  But Ill always remember the Roy Acuff and theLC Doughboys and the U Utah Phillips and the Constipation Blues and theAustin Lounge Lizards and the and the and the and the.....p>I used to live in the Bay Area (remember our chats on ba.radio??), but havemoved to Idaho and listen to KPIG on the Inet feed at home.  I even put itup on my little Part 15 LPFM transmitter so I can hear the Hog Calls andsuch when I am out working on the car or in the yard or on El ThronoPorcelino.p>FATfully yours,p>Brad Clarkp>hr>p>Date: Thu, 18 Jun 1998 br>From: Ross Brunetti (rossb@lightspeed.net)p>Back when, I couldnt hear KFAT from home (near Sacramento), but alwayshad it on the radio when working down nearTracy and environs. The one thing that really stuck in my head all thistime was a station ID:  A cowboy without KFAT is likea fish without a bicycle. Now, I live in Santa Maria; the only stationworth a crap in the area is KOTR in Los Osos. Good, butnot the same.p>Well, my sister got hold of one of the KFAT CDs that KVMR was givingawat during a recent fund raiser, and gave it to mefor my birthday. Right now, Im hearing Give me a bottle a Nyquil,that restful sleep my body needs. I shall never ever beable to repay her.p>Ross Brunettip>hr>p>Date: Thu, 18 Jun 1998 br>From: Derek Skeavington (derek@screwfix.com)p>Ive just come across this reference to KFAT - I cant believe Ive foundyou! And others who remember as well.p>For what its worth here are my memories. Back in 80 I came from my homehere in the UK to the west coast on holiday. Now you US types ought to knowthat UK radio was, is and probably always will be the absolute pits. Wedont have many stations and those that do exist are controlled either bythe ultra-conservative BBC or are bland commercial pop stations.p>So the first morning, jet-lagged, we wake up at a friends house outsideSF. I tune around the dial and.....Woody Guthrie is on the radio! One of myall-time heroes, being played at, what was it, 5am? Course it was FATradio. Nuthing like this had ever been heard in England, the closest beingthe pirate radio stations of the 60s (but thats another story.)p>After wandering around the west for 3 weeks we came back into FAT range. Ijust had to get to Gilroy and see this thing for real. Now radio, UK style,was untouchable - you certainly couldnt walk in off the street, up thestairs and meet the sole occupant face to face. You did when it was KFAT!Needless to say the DJ was fascinated that a couple of guys from the otherside of the world had discovered the station. A memory - I could hear arecord was nearing the end and there wasnt another disc cued up....intothe run out groove it went...click...click...click... then the jockcasually grabbed a record off the shelf and put it on air. Cool or what.Youd get locked in the Tower if you did that on a Brit station (stillwould, in fact.)p>I managed to tape an hour or so of the station, tapes I play to this day.Why the hell didnt I do a stack more? Why didnt I get the T-shirt, thestickers? Who knows...p>I thought that was it for ever, till today, so its great to know otherfolks found it as joyful as I did and that some of the crew are still onair. Its brought some memories back, I can tell you. Somebody should writethe real story of FAT radio sometime for all us far aways. And get a loadof tapes issued (has anybody done this? Its impossible to know 5,000 milesaway!)p>Now how the hell do I get this computer thing to reach out into thecybersty??p>Best wishes to all of you.br>Derek Skeavingtono>hr>p>Date: Fri, 05 Jun 1998br>From: Barb Scott (barb_scott@wvmccd.cc.ca.us)p>Fat Memories (the good ones):br>It wasnt the only reason I moved here from Michigan in 1981, but it wasmore intriguing than the Garlic Festival.  It was a great cure for latenight homesick blues those first few months.  p>Warnings of impending doom probably cost me 5 casettes a week, and Istill cant find em.  p>It introduced me to the infamous Cuzin Al and to the local bluegrassscene, which has had a much more profound effect on my life than a buncha banjers oughta.  p>It was an immediate qualifier when I met new people.  Either they wereFatheads or I had to speak more carefully.Its demise (okay, transformation ride) caused me to swear never tolisten to a station at 94.5 on any area radio.p>Oh yeah, and then there was the music.  Riders in the Sky, Tony Rice,Guy Clark, Light Crust Doughboys; just the few that pop into my mind. My, my, memory lane.p>hr>p>Date: Thu, 21 May 1998 br>From: Bll Jones (bjones@earth.mpc.cc.ca.us)p>KTAO/KFAT Memoriesp>I lived behind Geoffery Lansdown/man (time erases parts of names)in theearly 70s in Los Gatos. i>(its Lansb>man/b> - ed.)/i> KTAO was a forerunner (foreskin) of KFAT.  Oneday in strolling down the alley I spied a garage full of records and sawthe beginning of the vinyl hall of fame.p>Several years later, I called up the Ozone Ranger and talked about mycollection of old 78s that included Spike Jones, the Jordanaires, FatsWaller, etc....  Sure come on down, well tape em was the response. So my buddy and I drove down from high in the Santa Cruz Mountains withour stash of records.  Climbing the stairs to the KFAT haven/heaven leadus to almost instant bust city  There was a pretty full blown partygoing on in the booth, with assorted characters in and out with variousforms of recreational refreshments.  Mr. O Ranger was the perfect hostand included us in the festivities.  We spent several hours taping therecords and then tried to find our way home.  We left several recordsthere and I guess theyre our donation to KFAT/HIP/PIG history.p>My other favorite memory is Gordy in the morning.  One morning I rodethe bus to work with him and spent part of the day at Fat and never madeit to my job.  p>Happy trails  br>B. Jonesp>hr>p>Date: Sun, 17 May 1998br>From: dgaustin (dgaustin@Pacbell.net)p>KFAT was the most wonderful radio station ever! I have felt so lostwithout that wonderful sound. Only when I go over the Hill do Iget to sometimes tune in to KPIG. God Bless KPIG.....I only wish wecould get it here in the South Bay.....namely Cupertino! p>Donna Gomes Austinbr>a hrefhttps://web.archive.org/web/20160502224935/http://www.geocities.com/Heartland/Meadows/7353>visit my site/a>p>hr>p>Date: Tue, 19 May 1998 br>From: mike sammons (mechmike@bellatlantic.net)p>I cant believe my ears! Im listening to KPIG and remembering how KFAT brought me through my wonder years. I just read all the other peoples memories of KFAT and all I can say is DITTO! Ice cold beer and KFAT music i tell you friend you cant go wrong.If anybody knows where i could get KFAT memorabilia (tshirts bumper stickers and the like) please let me know. mechmike@bellatlantic.net . I lived in salinas from 76 to 81. boy ive missed KFAT. Im a little closer to heaven now that i dicovered KPIG. Now all I have to do is figure out how to get it in my truck.p>Mike Sammonsbr>Fellow Fatheadp>p.s. I also have fat memories on cassete Jerry Jeff Live at the Keystone in Palo Alto. And a few other odd segments.p>hr>p>From: sscangas@hrmp.comp>here is a strange but true kfat saga that is still unfolding....i left scruz and kfat to try my luck in new englandthats another story ...that was 1980 and i am still here. in the following years,i met two other expatriate/fatheads. the first shared some great tapes4 wet pigs,dildo repair shop,etc.. the second is where this tale turns interesting. p>i landed a gig in beverly,ma. and recruited afloating group of musicians to join me in a weekly session of ragged but right roots musicrule#1- 3 chords are good,two is better, one is best. needing a name for this wild bunch,i scanned the old gray matter and-you guessed it- kfat was reborn! one evening a tequilla-guzzling patron approached the bandstand and loudly demanded to meet whoever it was who knew of gilroys glory days. needless to say,we revelled in our shared memories of the far-off,far-out culture of the homeland.... p>leap to christmas 97. bill had heard thru the grapevine that i was between jobs and that i was seeking a source of cash to support lovely wife,3 sons and30-year house payments. december 24 he called to ask if i would like a job at his communications company not a silicone valley clone-bill is still ragged-but-right...,. i told him that i didnt know a mac from a moose turd, but he hired me anyway. i still can barely tell a floppy disc from a tortilla,and i consider a hard drive going from humbolt to oxnard without a 6-pack of buckhorn beer, but i am starting to learn to pump these infernal machines for info...which leads us to right here....kfat/kpig- i cant wait to figure out how to bring those tunes to these chilly,rocky eastern shores. please respond to bill and myselfkitt cox at kittcox@cove.com p>hr>p>From:  WStroud647@aol.comp>I lived in the Bay Area from 1980-86 and dearly loved KFAT.  Any station thatcan have Slim Pickens introduce a Dead Kennedys song rates extremely high inmy book.  I lived in Walnut Creek, so my reception wasnt too good.  I dateda girl that I didnt really like, but she lived in Millbrae and didnt mindthat I would come over just to listen to the radio.  p>When I couldnt get KFAT I had to settle for KFOG when it switched itsformat from elevator music.p>hr>p>  From: Buffalo Chips abrich@flash.net>p>I was assigned to study the Russian language at the Defense LanguageInstitute (DLI) on the Presidio of Monterrey during the spring of 1980.Having already done one assignment as a military intelligence analyst, &volunteered to attend DLI and give the Army an extra year (all to escapeassignment to Okinawa), I thought I would be dealing with the typicalnon-military uniform types I had come to expect. WRONG!!! Seems DLIadministration had recently been turned over to Ft.Ord Office OfAdministration.p>Great! I was about to try & cram 4 years of college level Russian intomy brain in 50 weeks and now I had to deal with regular Army clownswho were used to treating any lower in rank than themselves as rawrecruits, incapable of wiping their own noses without being told to.p>Being the natural rebel that I was (and still am), my decidedlyunmilitary style clashed regularly with the administration.My one saving grace was the discovery of KFAT radio. It was the clearfav of the college educated students/soldiers of all enlisted ranks. Ihave always suspected that several of the younger, junior officerslistened in as well. p>The regular Army types concluded that anystudents that listened to that station had to be involved with drugsand/or communists and had to be monitored for anti-military ideaswhich had to be quilched less they infect the mallable minds of theyoung trainees. p>Any quesses where I stood in this pigeon-holing process? Thats right! Iwas labeled a rope smokin, pseudo-hippy, neo-commie, grade A,troublemaker. Course my insistance on wearing my bike clubs colors whenin civies didnt help matters any.p>KFAT was my sanctury. My retreat from the heavy handed military treadsThey played the sort of music that I wanted to hear. Not the top-40 claptrap, nor the head banging proto-heavy metal. Rather, it was solidblues, and progressive country with a wit and sarcastic grin that Iremember to this day. I dont remember what they were about but wheneverI run across an old army buddy that had also been through the DLI mill,all it takes is the words Fatgram! to recognize a true brother. p>I live in Austin, Texas now. I lived in Dallas for 13 years and got ataste of the old KFAT style with the only real independant station inthat area, KNON. They have the tunes but alas, not the wit of KFAT. Herein Austin, we have an honest-to-god Communist radio station, KOOP. Butit doesnt even have the tunes and has absolutely no sense of humor atall.p>Now I know about KPIG, I will look for them on the web. Maybe yall cancontact everyone that still has old recordings of KFAT & put together aspecial show or something. KFAT memorabilia.p>hr>p>Date: Tue, 9 Sep 1997 01:20:22 -0400 (EDT)br>From: KStock4005@aol.comp>What can I say about KFAT, but that it saved my adolescent life. p> As a young person growing up here in Santa Cruz through those terrible disco70s, KFAT was THE radio station and I mean the ONLY radio station I couldlisten to.  My young years would have been very sad and colorless, heck, Icould have been driven to suicide if forced to listen to disco, but no~myfriend KFAT saved me from that fate. p>KFAT was always there to share a jokewith some coke (hey-it was the 70s) with anyone listening.  I laughed fordays the time KFat went off the air for about an hour because the DJ missedtheir bus and there was no one there to push any buttons (I think the studiowas a trailer at the time)  The whole saga of the sale and the commando stylerescue of  KFATs vinyl. I was so proud of all of you back then and wasrooting for all of ya.p>I have to admit, it has been hard to get used to some of the new types of DJsat KPIG that sometimes make their total ignorance about KFAT public, but Ihave come to grow fond of KPIG - although it will always be KFAT to me  p>Thanks for a lifetime of music,br>Kristen Stocktonp>hr>p>During late 1974 to 1976, my husband (then my boyfriend) and I lived in SanJose working in Silicon Valley.  We would listen to KFAT, probably one ofthe most bizarre music stations that I have ever listened to and enjoyed.In Feb. of 1976 we got married and soon after moved to Massachuetts.  Nomore KFAT!  It was very depressing.  In the meantime, our ex-housemate fromSan Jose managed to send us a couple of 9 in reels of KFAT.  Boy talk aboutheaven...Eventually my husband managed to re-tape them onto cassettes.Still have those somewhere.p>In 1990, we had the opportunity to go to the Strawberry Music Festival.  Wewere living in San Diego, I had just had a baby (5 1/2 months) and wasdesperate to get out of town.  Not expecting that a music festival would bethe right place for kids, we didnt really expect to do more than come forthe day and hear some music and then leave.  Well, that has 7 years ago andnow Strawberry is very much a part of our family heritage.  p>With Strawberry, you get Dallas Dobro. It was not surprising to find outthat Dallas was associated with KFAT.  Through Strawberry, we have sincere-discovered the Americana music first introduced to us by KFAT. p>Here I am at work, now in Santa Barbara (we get around), listening to KPIGover the internet(FAT Fry). Aint technology great!  Good music, still ascrazy a mix as ever.p>I am sure glad that we happened onto those Strawberry tickets or we wontknow that this kind of music is still around, alive and well.p>Life is great!p>Vickie McMillenp>hr>p>I discovered KFAT in 1978, shortly after moving to California. Larry Hosford!Cousin Al! Dr. John! Chuck Wagon and the Wheels! I was hooked in minutes. Ilistened constantly. I bored co-workers with KFAT tales. I attended Fat Frys. I went to the First Gilroy Garlic Festival, hoping to meet Sully (failed).p>I was devastated when they took my FAT away. I bought the parting T-shirt(Because We Needed The Bucks) which still hangs proudly in my closet, if alittle moth-eaten. I bought all four of those tapes Cousin Al sold. Still haveem, but Im afraid to play em any more, afraid theyll fall apart. I changedmoods and listened to KLRS.p>In 1990 I moved to Eugene, and was delighted to discover another KFAT.  It wasnt the same, of course (I now know it wasnt even related), but they didhave the Felton Pruitt show once a week, which wasnt bad. I went to thestudio one time, wearing my old FAT T-shirt. Eventually I moved away again,this time to Boston, where I had to settle for Hillbilly At Harvard once aweek. (Also not bad, but not FAT).p>Now as of two weeks ago Im back in the East Bay. I saw a KPIG bumper stickerfloating around town, tried desperately to get 107.5 to come in (bombarded bythe new KSAN on 107.7, there was no chance), and finally got desperate andcalled your office. Youre on line! How great!  Life continues where it leftoff!  My ISDN line is scheduled to be installed later this week. I cant wait.p>    -- Jim Dill, lifelong KFAT fanp>hr>p>Date: Thu, 29 May 1997 br>From: juvenile juvenile@ricochet.net>br>Organization:  san jose policebr>p>My first KFAT memory occurred on August 11, 1977 when I first arrived in San Jose with the intent of attending SJSU.  I had grown up in San Diego County where in order to hear good music you had to go down to the Tower Record store and order from the catalog using serial numbers off the records.  NOBODY came down there to play in those days.  p>As I was  tuning into a station for my alarm clock to wake me for my on-campus job, I found a station playing Pete Rowen of all people.  With great interest, I heard John Stewart, Gram Parsons, Jerry Jeff Walker, a blues guy I had never heard of before called George Thorogood ( who turned out to be white when I saw him up at the Boarding House a few months later.) I thought I had died and gone to heaven.  p>I worked at the University Police station and tuned the Muzak system to KFAT which earned my threats of termination by the command staff if I continued to do so.  As a poor undergrad, I couldnt miss with the dollar fat fries on Monday nights.  The next year, my girlfriend lived communally with a few other gals at a large home, now a daycare center, off Hwy 17 in Scotts Valley.  We spent most of our summer lounging next to the pool listening to the Fat One with tunes by Chuck Wagon, Mike Nesmit, John Hartford, The Dead, Norton Buffalo, et al.  Life was very good then.  p>Even as I returned to San Diego to be a Deputy Sheriff, my radio was locked into KFAT and a sticker adorned my car.  The highlight of every trip north was to catch the first signal as I returned to culture.  One time it was Hoyt doing Torpedo, another time, as I wound up Hwy 1 near Big Sur, I heard Jerry doing Althea for the first time.  p>Id hate to admit that my decision to work in this area was heavily influenced by KFAT and the artists that were attracted to play in this area.  As the years passed and changes came, I am gratful that that the staff were able to continue their style of music on local public stations and eventually KPIG.  p>Now, I am preparing to eacape California and its over-regulating buracracy to live in freedom in the northern part of Nevada.  Fortunately there are stations out there that have been influenced by the FAT and have similar programming.  Thank you KFAT and all Fatheads for making a great life better.p>Ofc. Steve Gallagher #2332p>hr>p>fr: scott (tesla@sonnet.com)br>re: KFAT -- long gone but never forgottenbr>dt: 12-27-96br>     lc:  #4481br>p>In 1975 I lived in a small house near Hilmar in Merced County.  {Oddly enough, Id moved from Santa Cruz the year before.}  The place was quite rural and lots of coyotes would sing at night.  My connection to the outside world was an old Heathkit FM tuner that had all of the dial lights burned out.  Whenever I wanted to find ksan (94.9) I would crank the tuning knob to the bottom of the dial, spin around and try to find what sounded like their broadcast.  I did this one evening and left to go into town for something and didnt get home until real late.  When I got back, what was coming out of the old Altec A7s was something like Spell on you by Howlin Wolf and then a tune with words I hope this was it? to the effect of ...my bodys a tremblin cause Katies gonna climb my pole... and then ...plastic Jesus sittin on the dashboard of my car // magnets fuucked up my raydeeo-o.... p> This werent no ksan; nosirree Babette.  Unbeknownst to me, Id only made it to 94.5.  Needless to say, I never turned back, so to speak.  p>High atop the optometrists office in Gilroy was the slogan.  The signal was of killer strength--hard to believe especially out in the San Joaquin valley.  Not sure how authentic they were but it seems I remember Fat-Grams boasting of reception from Wowona in Yosemite and even from off the southern coast of Alaska once!p>After its demise, KFAT {I guess you could say} resurfaced as KHIP in Hollister for a while; cant remember the channel assignment but this was about 1984.  Id moved to Turlock by then and a few months after finding KHIP a new station in Twain Harte in the Sierras blasted it from local reception.  p>If I remember correctly, at both stations the morning DJ was Gordy and I spoke with him by phone once at KHIP.  He was of the opinion that the KFAT Method evolved from Texas college radio.  Couldnt argue with him--this fit as well as anything I could imagine. p> 	                           		a.k.a tortilla ozonep>By the way... knon, a non-com {~89.3 or so} in the Dallas/Fort Worth area and Fat Sunday on kcss {91.9} in Turlock are the only things Ive ever heard that come close to The Pig.  p>hr>p>Date: Fri, 20 Dec 1996 br>From: Pete (podaci@mtnweb.com)br>p>Damn, ants are meandering all around the kitchen counter and, oh man, I just noticed in the bathroom, too.  I dont deserve this stuff.  I keep a clean house, even though I dont change the bedsheets all that often.  (One of my regular bus passengers, a woman about 40 yrs old, gave me a Christmas card today and part of it said, Good to see you on the bus today...All I want to do is bury my face in your neck and smell your smell.  Gosh darn!  Validation!)  Every time my wife looks at the inside of the toilet bowl she says, Im gonna clean that goddamned thing every day if I have to, and then goes off to do something else.  I put on a CD of Diz n Bird and turn it up loud.  Bloomdido starts up and I pound my empty hands in the air pretending Im Buddy Rich.  Such a sweet urgency those horns make.p>	In the haze of sweet mary jane and when I used to have a radio the KFAT radio show was the only thing to which listening was anything of worth.  Unfortunately, and I knew this in retrospect, it couldnt last forever.  It was too au courant, too distaff, too nose-thumbing of the baneful commercialism that lies within every consumer and stockholder on the central coast.p>	Sometimes I waited for hours to hear Bob Wills and the Texas Playboys sing Wahoo.  Sometimes I waited for hours doing nothing, pretending to stay sober, to read a book, to marvel at the stars out my window, just so I could hear Bob Wills sing just gimmee those wiiiide open spaces... kneeslapping and clickety-clacking his band and music into the heartbeat that was my consciousness.  Theres never been a radio station what ever played that music, man.p>	In 1980 I moved to Alaska with a pregnant-by-me woman.  We bought a natural food restaurant in Anchorage and our little girl (Cody Rose) crawled and then scampered around and under the front tables.  Just before I left Santa Cruz Id taped a few hours of KFAT on a cassette and brought it up to the Last Frontier.  At the restaurant we played it over the loudspeaker -- mood music, you dig -- along with some other stuff by little-known Alaskan groups like Banish Misfortune (Midaeval music) and Doc Schultz & Matt Hammer (solid folkie stuff).  The Broadway cast of Aint Misbehavin found our place when they were performing in town, heard the KFAT cassette and wanted to know where they could purchase a copy.  I dont remember whatall was on that hours worth, but it was, you know...typical stuff.  Joe Reddington, the famous Alaskan dog musher, liked it, too.  We had a benefit for him one night.  The joint jumped.  The KFAT cassette excited, moved, generated the crowds.  We sold lots of beer.  Everyone felt magnanimous.  Ah, sweet jesus, but it was a blessed moment for me and my family and the entire community that night.  p>	I began to feel jaded because it was, like, only KFAT to me.  Then I remembered the time-honored regret of, Hey paradise, put up a parking lot, and changed perspectives to realize how sweet and for how short a time KFAT was in my life.  It was a magic moment, and will never disappear and will never reappear again.p>	But thanks, pal.p>	Post script:  the KFAT tape was stolen out of my car after returning to Santa Cruz and parking in such a dark place that breaking windows was a politically correct thing to do.  I continue to contemplate my navel in good faith.p>hr>p>Date sent:        Mon, 07 Oct 1996 br from: joseph cliburn (jcliburn@flintcreek.win.net)br>Subject:          I never heard KFAT but that doesnt stop me...br>p>A little over a year ago, I made my 1st & only visit to the SF area.Met up with a fellow named Fat Ron Taylor from Brisbane. He explainedthat skinny Elvis was fat & fat Elvis wasnt. I caught on quickly.I proudly display a KFAT sticker on the case of my 73 Ovation Legendguitar, which is used exclusively for arcane folk & country tunes.p>KFAT shouldve been located down here in the Missippi Piney Woods,where it would be a breath of fresh -er- FAT air amidst all theMOR country music that gets played.p>We have a great bluegrass festival coming up here in Wiggins, MS.Dont know if the Osbourne Brothers will play, but its always purecholesterol. I dont buy tix, since you can hear em all over town ;-)p>Djeauxbr>Joe Cliburnp>hr>p>Date sent:        Thu, 05 Sep 1996 br>From:             Fred Krist (dkrist@maine.maine.edu)br>Subject:          There is a God, and He is FAT br>p>WildBill, is it really you?p>  I am still in total awe and amazement.  p>  Yesterday, I was playing around on the net looking for old friendswhen I entered KFAT into the search window wondering what ever didhappen to you guys.  I couldnt believe my eyes as the screen developed.A page dedicated to KFAT, this Cant be!?!.p>  As I read the letters to you, so many memories raced through myhead...p>Wow, I dont know where to start, or what to say.    Let me start by saying that Im in Augusta, Maine.  I lived in the BayArea from 77 to 79, working out of San Mateo.  As a Field Rep., I hadthe opportunity to cover theSan Jose, Monterey Peninsula areas and was turned on to KFAT by a fellowrep. (who now lives in Mass.).  p>Of all the things that I miss in Ca.,listening to KFAT tops the list.  Before I (we) left, I recorded about 6hours of air time to use during radio blackout as we traversed Canada onour way East.  I cherished those tapes for the last 17 years.Unfortuneately, we had a house fire back in January and they were lost.p>  Two years ago we went back to Ca. to show our boys what Ca. is like,starting down in San Diego, then working our way up the coast.  But Icouldnt wait to get to within radio range of Gilroy to listen to 95.5. I was so disappointed that I couldnt pick up the station!  We stoppedat a local gas station, (complete with bullet holes in the front glass),to ask what the story was on KFAT, the guy said that the station hadgone Bubble Gum then Top 40 then something else over the years. p> Myvacation was ruined!! To travel all that way only to be shotdown, noKFAT, how could this be?  Too bad the guy didnt tell me about KPIG.p>  Over the years, here in New England, Ive lamented the loss of KFAT somuch that I even considered trying to start a KFAT clone.  Granted wehave WBCN out of Boston and another affiliate in Conway, NH - WMWV.  ButIm still out of range of them, I had even wished that, with electronicsbeing what they are, why cant I get KFAT over the Cable or a SatelliteDish or that maybe someone out there had taped some air time.  Of coursenot knowing that the Internet was on the way and much to my suprise,there you are.p>  The first thing I did was download Streamworks and taped into thefeed.  Music to my ears to say the least.  Thank You Internet!! p> At any rate, I now have a way to get a FAT Fix while working on thenet.  Im also hoping that some of the those out there that have sometaped air time will work with me to share copies of their tapes.  Butwait till I spread the word that KPIG is on the net.p>  Heres all the best to you and the others at KPIG, keep the airwavesalive.p> -   Your Maine FATHEADbr>Fred (Sparky) Kristp>hr>p>Date sent:        Tue, 19 Mar 1996br>From:             Hamilton Dexter (detroit@calweb.com)br>Subject:          KFAT Liposuctionp>Hello there...Im an old friend of Brother Mavis (KFAT DJ).  He lived near Watsonville and I in San Francisco where I drove a Yeller Cab.  I hated the music on KFAT with two exceptions: 1) the County 2) and the Western. OK a little R&R;, blues and Jazz, too.  p>I have a dead station Radio Contest.  Heres KFAT trivia question:p>Who is Elbows?p>First Winner gets a free ski pass to Potrero Hill in San Francisco.Former employees of KFAT, whether alive or in prison or on parole, cannot play...especially Laura.  Thats a hint.p>Bbb daa, bb daa, bb dats all folks!br>detroit lennyp>hr>p>Date sent:        Tue, 16 Apr 1996br> From:             M.P. Higginbotham (mph@garlic.com)br>Subject:          Gene Hymanp>A note of interest, Eugene Hyman Esq., recently elected to the Superior Court in Santa Clara County, was one of the attorneys involved in the defense of the famous KFAT five case.  His honor still has KFAT momentos hanging on his chamber walls.p>hr>p>From:             Curmudg@aol.combr>Subject:          KFAT Memoriesp>I just enjoyed another FAT Christmas and New Years  thanks to about 45cassettes I recorded in Nov., Dec. of 82.  I get the tapes out each year andstart the countdown.  By then (fall of 82), the writing was on the wall aboutthe eventual demise (anyone even remember KWSS?) so there were manybroadcasts of Fats Finest hours which I was able to get on tape.  Theamazing thing is that the tapes sound just as good now as then (perhapsbetter) and I sometimes forget Im listening to history.During that time I lived in San Francisco, in the Richmond district and Icould get the signal very well, tho stereo reception was noisy.  I wouldrecord at night and take the tape to work the next day.  Saved my sanity manytimes.p>I remember a dj named Hewlett very early on and since I was in broadcastingat the time (traffic reports) I was amazed that someone who sounded like himcould ever get on radio.  But he was real, not some trained voice with nopersonal involvement.  What ever happened to him, anywat??p>One final memory.  herb Caen helped me sell a VW when he printed mysubmission that I was selling an original KFAT bumpersticker for $1500.  Theprice included the VW to which it was attached.  he ran the article and itwas amazing the response I got.  So KFAT helped me in many ways and it feelsvery good to be able to again express my appreciation for all the wonderfulmemories you guys and gals gave. p> Marv Parker (curmudg@aol.com)p>hr>p>From:JOHN S HARROD mchq89a@prodigy.com>p>Hey All......If you see this, Travus, Im the Carmel Valley hippie that called your Ormsby house radio show from Lake Tahoe.....Im in Morro Bay now, miss your show........   So, how do I miss thee, greasy spot on the dial, let me count the ways !   Well, if youre gonna Ramble with Ramblin Jack, youre gonna sing songs about trucks........Jamie Brockett, singing a Ramblin Jack Elliot Truck Drivin song......Just stopped by for to get a cup of coffee...... Can drive three thousand miles without havin ta change my Merle Haggard tapes.... or   GET    FUEL     thats an inside truckers joke. Its very illegal to carry as much fuel as those huge long polished aluminum tanks the outlaw rigs carry......but they can drive 3,000 miles without havin ta    get fuel........how about the Goodnight Trail , the Loving Trail.......thats a Ramblin Jack song Ive only heard on FAT......I have looked for it forever........Goodnight and Loving were early Texas cattlemen......what an education it was, listening to the FAT one. I was a fan, fan HELL, I was a militant CARD carrying FATHEAD from 1975 until those sad last few hours.......I was there when the great record heist went down.........right on, boys and girls, i said.....I still have a New West Magazine article on that somewhere........does anyone out there have the. Keith Sykes album with OVER the PRAIRIE across to the MountainSIDE     Jeez, this net shit, no privacy, someones yankinon my modem......ILL BE BACK ! I got MORE TO SAY    p>hr>p>From: Mark Thomas Wickham, Salt Lake City, Utahbr>November 28, 1995p>Dear Wild Bill,p>I saw on the Internet today (my access is through the University of Utah) that you have been taking care of letters written by folks like me about whatKFAT meant and still means to us.  I knew right away that I have a letter to write.p>I came home and put in one of the many KFAT tapes that I treasure.  I live in SaltLake City.  The Folk Music scene is strong here and we have an amazing listenersupported radio station (KRCL 90.9).  Fat type artists come through town often and I usually can find just about any music I want.  But it just isnt quite enough.p>I started to listen to KFAT when my father, Tom Wickham, bought a house out onWatsonville Road in Gilroy.  He moved down from San Jose.  This was back in76 or 77.  That would have made me about 12 or 13 years old.  My Mom lived inSalt Lake City (you know, after the big divorce) and so my brother and I would spend summers with Dad in Gilroy.p>Dad got us listening to Dr. Demento.  That was okay.  But I liked Rocket Man.I liked Felton Pruitt.  I really liked Cousin Al and his bluegrass show.  The bluegrasshe put on the air spoke to me.  It truly defined a part of my life.  New Grass Revival, Peter Rowan, Jim & Jesse, and the list goes on and on.  Im a huge fan of bluegrassnow.  I go to the Telluride Bluegrass Festival every year.  Next year will be my 11th festival.  I had the opportunity to chat with Sam Bush a few times and he suggestedthat I visit Strawberry for the festivals there and we struck up a conversation aboutDallas Dolbro.p>In 88 I left the University of Utah to attend Humboldt State University.  I was there for one semester before I bought a VW bus, dropped out, drove across the country to Key West FL  to meet Jimmy Buffet and ended up working for him at Margaritavillefor six months.  I had many stickers on that bus but my prize sticker which was eventually offset with a KPIG sticker was the KFAT sticker with the words around the FAT Cowboy.  WE WISH WE WERE COWBOYS--SADDLE SWEAT MUSIC--HIGH CHOLESTEROL LOW PROTEIN RADIO--KFAT--94 1/2 FM--EAT MORE GARLIC--WERE IN IT FOR THE $--THIN MAY BE IN BUT FATS WHERE ITS AT--WHO STOLE MY SCREWDRIVER?p>I blame KFAT and I credit KFAT for all of the trouble and good times Ive ever gotten myself into.  Why do I hold KFAT with such high regard?  They introduced me to the music which helped to shape my then young life.  Jimmy Buffett, Jerry Jeff Walker, Red Sovine, ...aw hell.Theres no point to list all of the artists which got me moving.  I have lived in Ohio, New YorkUtah, Florida, all up and down the California Coast.  But I long for the old sounds of KFAT.  The Fat-Fry, the feed and seed report, oh...remember Fat-Grams, Stinking Badges, the Old Gilroy Hotel?p>I just remembered my favorite FAT memory (and it isnt really a KFAT memory, but a KHIP memory).  I had been living in Utah and decided to live in Gilroy for awhile.  I must have beenabout 19.  I packed up my $75.00 1965 Ford Ranch Wagon and drove to Gilroy (this was in 84maybe).  I took a lot of back roads and wound down Pacheco Pass.  The first song I heard coming from KHIP (the wide spot on the dial) was Bob Weirs Salt Lake City.  I drove down toHollister to that basement studio (wasnt it in some old hospital?) and told Felton that story.He smiled and said Yeah...our karma is pretty good around here.  That is by far my favorite FAT/HIP memory.p>Im glad that the Internet can bring the PIG to me in SLC.  I feel more FAT already.p>If there is a KPIG mailing list or anything like that I sure would like to be on it.  I still get out toCalifornia every once in awhile but more and more it seems that all of California is movingto Utah.  Oh well.  Perhaps sometime soon a station just like KPIG may work here in Salt Lake City (behind the Zion Curtain).p>Forever Fat,br> Mark Thomas Wickhamp>hr>p>                                   From:             andy ferguson aferguso@csn.net>br>Subject:          KFAT memoriesbr>p>What a treat!  I too had chubby thighs from 75 to 80.  Life was simpler then - people were fat or ...   Its not as though I sought out the chubs - it just seemed as though any one I enjoyed hanging out with also listened.  The last I heard was that the KFAT owner bit the big one and the djs had made off with the record collection - they would return it only if assurances were made that it would remain intact.  Any truth to this - or just a great urban myth?  And if true does KPIG have this collection? p>The one exception to the great music was, of course, Moose Turd Pie bu U. Utah Phillips.  The bloom was off this rose early on.  This song had the most intense following I have ever witnessed.  The morning DJ finally broke - I cant stand it any more.  I will not play this again for three months.  If anyone even requests this in the next three months I will destroy the record!   I cheered then quickly forgot the whole thing until ... Three months TO THE DAY! one very freaked out morning DJ is beside himself.  Not only was the switch board lighting up with Moose Turd requests, it seems as though NO ONE REQUESTED THE SONG FOR THREE MONTHS!  AMAZING!p>Where else would I have heard I want to be a real cowboy girl. by the Girls of the Golden West.  I somehow got a copy of the record - still a favorite of my wife and I.  My kids know when to keep quiet.p>Praise the lard!p>Andy  p>hr>p>My discovery of KFAT went much like Wild Bills.  It must have been August, 1975.  I was living on Haight Street in San Francisco andwas dialing my FM receiver from KSAN 95.0 (It was still a rock station at that time) to what I thought was KPFA 94.1.  There was a blues song playing and I sat down and fired one up.  The blues song was, I believe, followed by a Hank Williams song, followed by something off the wall; and it was soon apparant that I had left Kansas.  Needless to say, that receiver never again left the wide spot on the dial (94.5) until the stations unfortunate demise in 1983.  (I used that old receiver up until about 5 years ago - it was an old Sony - with exceptional FM reception.p>In fact, every time I moved between 75 & 83 I would take that receiver with me to the prospective apartment and plug it in.  If thesignal dial didnt respond well, I didnt move into that apartment.(Yes, kiddies, receivers had dials back then, no led readouts)p>To this day, KFAT is my litmus test for whether or not I like a given song or performer.  Is it (are they) FAT?  And what is FAT?  Its kinda like that definition of pornography, I dont know, but I know it when I see it.  Well, I know it when I hear it. p>I always felt that little KFAT was waging a cultural war; fighting for country musics survival against what that slut Nashville was doing to it.  (Unfortunately, the slut seems to have won out, for now; having seeemingly seduced the mindless masses with that soft-rock-with-a-twangcrap they call country music today.  If Disco sucked, Line dancing deep throats).p>But despite waging this battle.  KFAT was always about having fun.  It took the higher ground, but it was down to earth.  Nobody poked more fun at KFAT, than KFAT itself.p>Besides the great music, what I remember most fondly were the station IDs and the phony advertisements & editorials.  There were the Idi Amin Hot Tubs, The Neutron Bomb & Genuine Paraquat Treated Marijuana - both brought to us by Uncle Sam Industries, The Reverend Jive Crusade (Send your drugs to me), Anti Temperence editorials, anti safe driving editorials.  I can still hear Slim Pickens plug, This is Slim Pickens, remindin you to stay FAT with KFAT.  Or, a man with a deep voice might come on and say, Hi, Im Marie Osmound.  Whenever Im in Gilroy, I listen to KFAT radio.    p>And of course, KFAT broadcast over a blue transmittin tower (FCC regulations specify that transmittin towers must be color coded according to the particular demographic profile of its listeners; blue was for beatnicks, commies......) Gee, it was blue, wasnt it?p>Even though KFATs been off the air for over 12 years now; its still alive and well in my heart and my minds ear.  My license plate number is KFAT FM, and to this day someone whom Ive never met before will honk and wave as they pass.  So, yes, us FATHEADS are still out there.  And we know it when we hear it!p>Ron TaylorBrisbane, Californiafatron@ix.netcom.comp>hr>p>I was very happy to see and read KFAT Memories. I still have a KFAT bumpersticker (never used). I also have many hours of KFATs finest (one hoursegments of commercial free FAT) that I still listen to and enjoy to this day.p>What a wild mix of music !  Uncle Sherman broadcasting his show while chewingon a mouthful of lasagna ! Cousin Als Last Bluegrass Show - he made me reallyappreciate bluegrass music. p>There was nothing happening on the radio in thosedays, but the folks at KFAT never failed to raise ones eyebrows. I wasintroduced to more types of music and some of the greatest artists in themusic business past & future on KFAT radio. p>Thank You all......joep>hr>IT was a dark and stormy nite,the fat dork armed with a bent coat hanger,an uncountable amount of weird and unusual electronic boxes,rolls of wire,some pot brownies,and a jug of cheap red vino,slowly crept under cover of the darkness to the top of Loma Preita.p>Arriving the fat dork ate another brownie,slugged down some wine,and commenced to connect the strange looking apperatii together. Conneceted,plugged in,coated in place,the fat dork fiddled with some knobs,had some more vino,fiddled with more knobs,and some of the same nobs again.p>EUREAKA!!!!!!!! Ive found it he cried, scaring several trolls who were sleeping near by.Now, he thought,I can increase the power of KFAT and sell it for millions of dollars.p>Thus began the saga of the FAT ONE that changed the lives of thousads forever and ever.AMEN.p>                       - unklshrm@cruzio (a.k.a Uncle Sherman - infamous KFAT DJ)p>hr>p>From: Joseph Bento (jwbento@hooked.net)p>Howdy there...p>I remember KFAT very well, and always kept a smile on my face as I listened to the sometimes very warped format of music.  :)   I especially remember one song... part of it anyway, though I have no idea who the artist was:pre>  We sing a song of the sewer  Of the sewer we sing this song  Together we stand  With shovel in hand  To keep things rolling along!/pre>Then of course there is the famous tradition of playing Arlo Guthries Alices Restaurant every Thanksgiving.I was only 18 when KFAT left the air, but will never forget the pleasant smiles the music gave me.p>hr>p> From: Warren D. Harris  (wharris@connect.net)p> Thin may be in..... But FATS where its at!!!p> Eat More Garlic!!!p> Who stole my screwdrivers??? p> I have the old T-shirt and Ballcap and an ORIGINAL bumper sticker from KFAT.. Along with the BBQ apron.  A friend of mine gave  them to me about 10 years ago, and they are encased in a frame with glass and everything..... p>hr>p>From: sprehn@photon1.llnl.gov (Greg Sprehn)p>i was working as a communications tech, driving to mountaintops all overnorthern california from 1980 to 1983, which gave me the chance to hearmany many radio stations on the truck radio.  i used to enjoy dxing, staying tuned to kfat as idrove through the hills to see where it wouldcome in.  i got a window sticker, i think it was a cat, that i put on awindow at the company base in Santa Rosa.  in 1993 i happened by theold company, stopped in, and sure enough the sticker was still there.p>10 years later the memory lives.so how did i know that kpig was related?  some sort of intuitiveconnection.p>at a party once in 1982, someone asked me what station i liked, andwhen i said kfat they smiled and said they had more respect for meright away.  only an intelligent life form could appreciate the variety, they said.p>i love rare musical treats.  nobody plays tom waits anymore.  orrandy newman.  im sick of eric clapton.  i miss leon russell.p>kids planes, runway lights, spotted dogs and bloodshot eyes,our space captain laughs and triesto understand the scheme of thingsjust in time the scene has changedthe bus is herebring the beershermans reading shakespeare....dont get me started.p>thanks for the memory.-gregp>hr>b>Wild Bill remembers KFAT - Part 1/b>p>(c)1995 by William Goldsmithp>I was tuning around the FM dial one evening in 1975 and happenedto land on 94.3 - the frequency of KSND, the little Class A (low-powered)FM station from my old home town of Gilroy.  I dont rememberwhat they were playing - some kind of spacy, jazzy instrumental,I think - but whatever it was it didnt fit in with the country/westernformat that the station had at the time, so I waited until theend of the song.  It was followed by something even less likely,so now I was intruiged. At the time I was working for KLRB, thehippie rock station in Carmel, where we figured we had the coolaudience locked up - and the idea of someone trying to do hipradio from Gilroy of all places was, well, laughable.  So I calleda couple of the other jocks in the room and we laughed - especiallywhen the jock segued into a i>country/i> song.  Country music- in 1975 - was about as unhip as you could get. This was aboutthe time when Merle Haggard was singing "We dont smoke marijuanain Muskogee", after all.  But here was this dinky littleradio station that was obviously trying hard to be hip - playingi>country/i> music. I didnt get it. Then the D.J. came on and,after rambling through an hour-long set list, announced that wewere listening to the first day of programming by a new radiostation called KFAT.  K-i>FAT????/i>.  Huh?  Now I i>really/i>didnt get it.p>But the next day I tuned in again, and the next day too. So finallymy curiousity got the better of me and I called over there tosee what the hell was going on and I ended up talking to LarryYurdin - the program director - whose manic, sputtering styleof speech and general semi-incoherence led me to believe thathe was someone I might enjoy working with. We talked for a whileand he invited me down that Saturday to check out the stationand do an airshift during the afternoon. I was particularly interestedin the new owners plans to move the frequency to 94.5 - a ClassB (high powered) frequency - and to relocate the transmitter toMt. Loma Prieta, overlooking San Jose, San Francisco, and muchof the rest of northern California.  So, armed with a big bagof weed and a six-pack, I headed off to Gilroy to show those yokelswhat hip radio was really all about.  p>After I did the show, Larry took me aside and told me that I soundedOK, but that I was too, ah, normal, for what he had in mind atKFAT. Normal? i>Normal???/i> Me????? Id been called a lot ofthings during my (at that time) brief tenure in the radio biz,but i>normal?/i> Boy. He really knew how to hurt a guy. A fewmonths later I left the area to live and work in Honolulu and,later, Boston - and I didnt set foot in KFAT until years laterwhen the death of John Lennon shoved me back in that direction. But thats Part 2 of my personal KFAT saga. hr> p>Wow. You read this all the way to the end. As you can see from the dates, its been a while since any of this was updatedor added to. Maybe someday...hr>/div>/div>/div>/body>/html>

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