This from the Seattle PI Saturday:
Lan Roberts, one of Seattle's best-known disc jockeys in the heyday of the city's powerhouse AM rock stations, died Friday at his home in Texas of complications from lung cancer. He was 69.
"Lan Roberts was the greatest morning disc jockey in Seattle," said Pat O'Day, who was program director for KJR-AM when it ruled the Seattle airwaves in the 1960s.
One of the thrills of having this blog was corresponding with Lan Roberts, battling cancer in Texas, but still cranky enough to write old fans. He alerted me to the doings of Rubber Doe Smith (he's a U.S. champion weight lifter in his age group and lives in Vancouver, BC) Lujack, and others in the pantheon of crazies of '60's AM rock radio in Seattle.
HERE'S HIS WEBSITE WHICH INCLUDES A POST HE WROTE 2 DAYS BEFORE HIS DEATH.
A fiery liberal, who railed against Bush and the loony right, he could still be absurd and nutty, even under the heavy isotopal incoming of radiotherapy and chemical weapons.
(I held a grudge against Lan for years- my girlfriend at the time won a jump out of an airplane with him in a radio contest; but after the jump and a day with Phil Dirt, Mr. Science and Jimmy, she never looked at me quite the same again- as a matter of fact, she never looked at me again. They carried off and on for years, but he claimed he didn't remember her. She'd be devastated, I'm sure; but there was plenty of what she had to offer going around in the '60's, especially for the likes of Lan Roberts).
Lan felt that today's hypermanic morning hosts aren't political enough. "Many radio hosts could learn some valuable lessons from The Daily Show's Jon Stewart," he wrote, "That show is what radio used to be and should be..."
Good bye Lan: you put some tangy dressing on our salad days, when we were green in judgement.