Break on through with The Doors

I was in my early teens when dad loaded us up and headed for the outer banks of North Carolina. The vacation rental was stocked with a record player and piles of albums with speakers in all corners of the house.

It was the self-titled debut by The Doors that I remember spinning the most that week.

I’ve since analyzed the band’s career over the ensuing years, long after my 15-year old former self was making out in a theatre during the Oliver Stone film or was initially inspired to scribble poetic drivel of my own.

And so last week while binge listening to The Doors I solicited people for their favorite songs via Facebook and text. I was only slightly taken aback by the responses as not many veered from the typical selections.


Carnahan Chronicles Debuts Saturday, July 12 on AM 740 The Game

After more than a month of preparation we’re now less than a week away from the debut of my new sports talk radio show. Carnahan Chronicles makes its debut this Saturday, July 12 from 10 a.m.-11 a.m. (followed by EK Sports) on AM 740 The Game in Orlando and worldwide at iHeartRadio.

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The weekly show will focus on local and national sports topics with an emphasis on the upcoming sports schedule. We’ll be touching on professional, minor league, college and high school sports and encouraging listeners to take part in the show by calling 407-916-8255 or 800-729-8255.

Hope to have you along for the ride this season.

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State of Florida Produces 9 Former Prep Players In NFL Draft

That brief moment of excitement I feel each year when preparing to watch the NFL Draft doesn’t linger for too long. I’m usually ready to channel surf or dip in and out of the room by the eighth pick. But this year I realized it’s all in the way you approach it.

I spent much of the draft last night in a recliner with a laptop, smartphone and remote control nearby. First thing I realized was that ESPN has been ruining this event for me for years. It wasn’t until I committed to the NFL Network’s broadcast that I no longer had the urge to throw my television through a wall due to the rabid jaw-flapping.

Then I got caught up in the information overload world of Twitter and Facebook, reading and responding to online posts about fan’s draft triumphs and despair, with plenty of doses of humor thrown in at each other’s expense.