1997 was a year of music for anyone and everyone. Described in words such as unexpected, delicious, stimulating, and usually interesting, KUOI had every genre, every day from punk to reggae. My favorite program description from this year’s publication was a 2-5am show slot. “Bang, stink, oink, skullpop and vomiting watermelons. Ethereal wanderings screeching through both time and space. Slurry Syrup drum beat white noise with the occasional fingernail scrape on the chalkboard flabbergast.” You can’t tune in anymore, but you can sure read about it!