Barry Michaels

Radio is My Life!

Barry's Airchecks..

Ok, this is the type of biographical information I normally provide to potential employers. I also used it to try and impress women when I was single. The result was usually the same-a big yawn! If you feel the need, click the mike. Or, if that information is too clinical, click this logo for a more personal interview.

 


My Latest Imaging..

John Foster, morning presenter, is one of the most talented performers in our business, so I was incredibly flattered when he asked that I do voice work for his Saturday night show.  You know the drill. Click the headphones.

  

A Burning Question..


I'll bet he never expected a call like this. And, so early....

 

 

Ryan Newman..


I had the chance to talk with this racing great recently-

Live Reads..

I love to involve the listeners at all times on my show, and they never disappoint....

What?


Ok..it's been very hot here lately. I'm trying to get the listeners to think cool thoughts and all I wanted was a simple answer..

Valentine's Day..

Recently, I was talking about useless Valentine's Day gifts. I never expected to hear this one, and to top off the bit, he tells me his last name is 'Costco'. The listeners peed their pants...


Morning Teams..

It's the 'ebb and flow', the 'give and take' between morning show members that makes for must listen radio, even when being silly. Anna Deharo and I were the best of friends, both on and off the air, and here I think it shows.

Anna is still active in Dallas radio, and one of the most talented people I've ever shared a studio with. Miss you Annie!

I know. I have problems..

       

I tried...

Careful, Barry!

Hot As Hell..

An impromptu interview about our recent sizzling weather in the States..


Listeners love Toby Keith Tickets...

'The Man'...

I saw this photo of Clint Eastwood recently, and I was amazed at how much it reminded me of a couple of my former Program Directors.  Not the rugged good looks, it's the 'Let's meet at ten a.m.' stare. You morning radio people know exactly what I mean...

What The Hell?

Afternoons in West Palm..