Howard Stern Comes Again

by Howard Stern

focusing on projects he passionately believed in and putting the full force of marketing and publicity behind them. This was speaking my language.

Nothing is casual. Everything requires work, research, and thought. Agonize. Take it seriously. Don’t leave it up to someone else, and don’t phone it in. There is no such thing as a shortcut if you are going to turn in good work.

I was an absolute maniac. My narcissism was so strong that I was incapable of appreciating what somebody else might be feeling.

The irony is that I’ve always had an appreciation for others in my work. Yes, it’s called The Howard Stern Show, but I’m at my best when I have a bunch of people around me, when I can call on them and collaborate.

By the end of these conversations the audience doesn’t see them as one-dimensional celebrities anymore. They see them as regular people no different from themselves. We’re all the same screwed-up, complex, beautiful human beings.

Howard: Did you explain to them you were Madonna? Madonna: I wasn’t Madonna then. Howard: They didn’t recognize you. Madonna: They didn’t see the future.

I have given up a huge chunk of my life being Howard Quixote on a quest to find the next funny thing.

Howard: I didn’t realize you had a first wife. Ozzy: She’s now got a job swimming up and down Loch Ness while the monster takes a break.

I never got the Kardashians. Not in the way I don’t get electronic dance music. I don’t like EDM. It just sounds like thumping to me. But I know there’s a skill to it.

I genuinely believe I would rather waste money than time. Time is the only currency I think of that is actually worth anything with any real value.

What I didn’t understand all those years ago was the damage that is caused by unleashing one’s id. There is a price to pay. You hurt people. You damage relationships.