You'd don't ever let anything out. That's personal. This is our place to let our hair down, let off steam if we need to.

I've been in Austin since 1986, and I refuse to let anyone else do my hair,

I've had completely gray hair since, like, 30.

Well, we like to let down our hair and pep it up at the dances, but we keep it slower when we broadcast. We have to please everybody, and that softer music appeals to the larger amount of people. It's like eating too much cake. You have to have your steak too.

This is a city that has gone through cataclysm, and its citizens are desperately ready to let off some steam. This is going to be a Mardi Gras for the ages.

Let the poets cry themselves to sleep, and all their tearful words will turn back into steam.