Matt Stone

Monday – Friday 5am-9am
Sunday – 7am-11am

Short. Stoned. Hairy.
That’s not an insult — that’s how he describes himself.

Matt Stone is the kind of guy who’s been behind a mic since he was sixteen and still hasn’t had what most people would call a “real job.” He’s been living the radio life so long it’s basically burned into his DNA — the sarcasm, the chaos, and the soundtrack of pure rock and roll that fuels it all.

The moment Nirvana’s “Nevermind” hit his ears, it flipped a switch. The clean-cut world didn’t stand a chance. From there, it was all distortion pedals, flannel, and an addiction to sound that actually meant something. He’ll still tell you that the live version of “Comfortably Numb” from Pulse gives him chills — and he’s not wrong.

His first album? The Jerky Boys (1993). Totally inappropriate. Totally brilliant.
First concert? A punk band called Weston, who wrote songs about “new shirts” and not giving a damn.

Favorite underrated band? The Marvelous 3. Go listen. Thank him later.

Off the air, Matt’s usually out on a paddle board somewhere on the Emerald Coast — occasionally with his dog riding shotgun. They even made the front page of The Destin Log in a “SUP with your pup” feature. Yeah, he’s that guy.

He’s the voice of The Bone mornings — part rocker, part smartass, part philosopher. His snack of choice? Chocolate-covered macadamias, because he’s got refined taste… just not refined habits. His guilty pleasure? Bill Withers. (“Don’t judge me,” he says. “You try not to sing along to ‘Lovely Day.’”)

Listeners love him, his co-hosts roast him, and he takes it all in stride — probably because he’s “a wee little fella who gets toked up” and laughs harder than anyone else in the room.

When asked for his life motto, Matt doesn’t preach or pose — he just grins and says:
“Spread some aloha and take it easy.”