Big D & Bubba
About the Show When you're sitting in the car wondering if the person in the next car over in traffic thinks that you've lost your mind because you are seemingly laughing hysterically to yourself, or sitting in the parking lot at your destination waiting for us to finish a topic, silly phone call, interview, game or conversation.....We are right there with you. And with you all the way. We know how crazy life can be....and we want to be your goofy, chubby, best radio-friend refuge from the harsh reality of being pulled 100 different directions by your spouse, kids, boss, coworkers, etc. If you are new to the show,...um......hi! We hope to get to know you, and hope that you put up with us long enough to get to know us as well. Click on the bio's below to learn a little about each of us. If you've been a friend of ours for awhile, still click below, and see how well you know us! By the way...because EVERYONE asks us.....We met in 1996 in Baton Rouge, La., where Big D was hosting a morning show and Bubba was hosting afternoons. We immediately hit it off, both on and off the air, and ended up pairing up to co-host a show together at the ripe old ages of 24! |
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I started in radio when I was 14 years old at a 1000-watt Christian radio station in Cookeville, Tenn. By the age of 17, I hosted my first talk show, which led me to doing mornings on an oldies station in the same city. My first country radio experience was when I was 19 in Billings, Montana, where I fell in love with the country lifestyle. I also met my wife Kathy in Billings. We have two sons, Zak and Gunner. Something that you may be surprised to learn; In high school I was an Exchange Student, and spent time in Russia...before the wall fell....when it was still Communist! Talk about crazy! Seeing that, and the way that the poor people of Russia lived and suffered under that regime really helps solidify my love for the Good 'Ol USA. I am also an Instrument Rated Private Airplane Pilot, and a big aviation buff, you can usually find me tinkering around my hangar messing with the plane when I'm not on the radio. |
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I was 14 years old when I started working as a late, late, late night weekend dj at the local radio station in my hometown of Houma, La. Eventually, I got moved up to overnights, then nights before taking off on life's grand adventure. |