KMET didn't die, it was killed. The once-mighty Met was taken down and flogged and kicked by program directors who wouldn't know what the public wanted if it came up and bit them on the rear end and management whose only concern with art was the art on a dollar bill.
Rock 'n' roll has had to fight to stay alive and that's something that KMET's management seemed unwilling and incapable of doing. The airwaves resound with the obnoxious strains of wimp rock, new-wave disco and beat-box rap.
Bloom and Cody have decided to join the modern now-a-go-go trend in the hopes of garnering some Arbitrons, seemingly unaware that they will be lost in the wallpaper-music crowd and buried right along with the pioneering station they killed.
And that is a shame. KMET had some of the most enjoyable jocks on the air, people with a talent for sharing their enthusiasm that is sorely lacking on 99% of the other stations. They have become another casualty of the dollar.
An ignoble end to a great radio tradition. To those of us who care, they will be sorely missed.