Jay Nicks is a little guy, stands maybe five-seven. Scraggly-ass goatee hanging from the bottom of his chin -- he probably couldn't grow a full beard if he wanted to, but then again, why would he want to? That would only hide his pretty face, the one the girls love to love. You can tell they have a crush on him by the way they talk when he takes their calls on the radio. They're all flirty, and he dishes it right back. And when he's hosting the Saturday night teen party at the Limelight in north county, he walks through the thousand-plus crowd like a sexy black pope, except with a cockeyed Cardinals cap instead... More >>>
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By Jennifer Silverberg
Chuck Atkins, operations manager for the Beat: "This is about business. This is Clear Channel, you know?"