![]() Name: Erin Lee (email me) You Can Listen To Me: Weekends/Overnights Place Of Birth: Lakeland, FL (Yeah, I'm a native...and yes I know it's rare) Birthday: April 25th Bust: D-Licious Height: 5'4, but I trick the masses into thinking I'm 5'6 with good shoes. Weight: Let's just say I can fill out a pair of jeans Ambition: To make 4/20 a nationally recognized holiday...but I'm too lazy. Turn ons: Tattoos and piercings, guys with messy hair, people that have a sharp wit. Turn offs: Cigarette smokers, holier-than-thou types My philosophy: Live life with no regrets! Favorite bands: Foo Fighters, Incubus, TOOL, A Perfect Circle, Radiohead, Stone Temple Pilots, System of a Down, Sublime Favorite dish: A BIG ASS plate of nachos! Favorite Drink: Malibu and coke or Bailey's mixed with various things. Favorite Concert: Remember when club Revolution was The Chilli Pepper? I saw Incubus there in March of 2000, when their fanbase was primarily big scary guys and not teenage girls. The only single they had was Pardon Me, but they brought the house down. I've never seen a more perfect interaction between singer and crowd. Guys were pumping their fists and screaming the lyrics to every song right back at Brandon Boyd. Phenomenal. Favorite movies: Mallrats, Cannibal! The Musical, Moulin Rouge Hobbies: Making fun of people I see on the street, creating new ways to mix liquor (And no, I never tended bar. I'm just a lush) and reading magazines. If I wasn't on the Radio, I would be: Pretty much screwed, because I can't do math or anything that's useful to a 9-5 job. Final Thought: "Hey man, look at me rockin' out! I'm on the radio." - System of a Down Erin's Liquor Cabinet Celebrate Drinking Season all year long! If you're tired of the same ole' Vodka & Cranberry, let Erin introduce you to a whole new world of mixed drinks HERE (or at least a fuel alternative for your ride!) |
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Name: Erin Lee (
Favorite Concert: Remember when club Revolution was The Chilli Pepper? I saw Incubus there in March of 2000, when their fanbase was primarily big scary guys and not teenage girls. The only single they had was Pardon Me, but they brought the house down. I've never seen a more perfect interaction between singer and crowd. Guys were pumping their fists and screaming the lyrics to every song right back at Brandon Boyd. Phenomenal. 








