On Scott Muni
Scott Muni taught me everything I know about rock and roll. It's hard to tell you what he meant to me without sounding ovewrought about it. After all, I didn't know the man personally. Or did I? He kept me company many days and nights throughout my youth. He was the voice of my childhood, when my mother used to listen to WABC, back when AM radio played rock and roll. He continued to voice the soundtrack to my life when he moved over to WNEW. I got into rock and roll early in life, thanks to some older cousins. I was able to appreciate at a young age how Scott Muni forever changed the way New York listened to radio. I can still hear his slow, lumbering voice talking to Jimmy Page or John Lennon. I can hear him introducing a Pink Floyd cut or telling a story about Jim Morrison. He created alternative radio when the word alternative still had its original meaning. By the time Muni left WNEW in 1998, the station had become a disaster area. Muni was a stalwart, staying with a sinking ship. Scott Muni took me from the Beatles to the Grateful Dead to punk rock to new wave and beyond. When I say he taught me everything, that's not hyperoble. There's a reason they called him The Professor. It's hard to explain to anyone who didn't grow up with Scott and WNEW what a profound influence he had on me. Like millions of other New York kids, I wanted to be a DJ when I grew up, thanks to Muni. I wanted to spend all day talking to rock stars and spinning records. I wanted to be him. I settled for just admiring the hell out of him. His voice will forever be a part of my life. Thanks for all the memories, Scott, and thanks for being my rock and roll professor all those years. Read some tributes to Scott in the comments at Ed's place.