Mood Music

[Finspiracy]

[Ninurta]

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[Ninurta]

[Moonmagic]

[Moonmagic]

[Moonmagic]

[hounddoghowlie]

[hounddoghowlie]

sad news today,

“I can’t believe I’m having to write this, but my father, Edward Lodewijk Van Halen, lost his long and arduous battle with cancer this morning,” his son Wolfgang Van Halen wrote. “He was the best father I could ever ask for. Every moment I’ve shared with him on and off stage was a gift. My heart is broken and I don’t think I’ll ever fully recover from this loss.”

Eddie Van Halen, Hall of Fame Guitarist Who Revolutionized Instrument, Dead at 65

RIP Eddie.

[Ninurta]

[Minstrel]

My Mood?
"I Wanna Be A Cowboy"
Artist: Boys Don't Cry

[autorico]

[Moonmagic]

[hounddoghowlie]

[video=youtube]www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Fl7z3ng6SY[/video]

[hounddoghowlie]

been thinking about posting this fella's videos for while. i like to see his reactions and he really gets into the tunes most times. only bad thing he's started running ads,

make sure to watch the edgar winters, meatloaf and focus videos, hell make sure to watch them all.



















he's got bunchs more check him out.

[Ninurta]

I'm gonna tell y'all a little story,

Back in the late 70's and early 80's, I worked off and on at a commercial radio station as a DJ. I'd quit, go off on one of my little adventures, then come back later and get my job back at the radio station. It was a lot like WKRP on TV, We had our "Jennifer", a hot blonde receptionist, but ours wasn't an airhead - she actually pretty much ran the station. We had our "Les Nesmond', who, last time I checked in there, was STILL working there 30 years later. I reckon he found a home. We had our "Herb Tarlik", whom I had no end of fun screwing around with. He was such a ditz. Dumbass though he could censor what I played on the air. Didn't work out well for him. We had our "Bailey", who I actually married as my first wife - a mistake of sorts, but I don't regret it... we had our "Venus Flytrap", and I reckon I must have been "Johnny Savage".




When I started there, it had a country format... but "Venus Flytrap" was poking around in the stacks one evening and found "Carry On Wayward Son" by Kansas. He dared me to play it on the air - on a country station - and you know, I was young and couldn't resist.

So I did.




Now, the station manager gave me a ration of shit over that, as you can imagine. My job was, apparently on the line... like I gave a shit. I mean, the station manager had to have put it there to begin with, right? RIGHT?

Then, a funny thing happened. We started getting calls.

I don't mean a few, I mean the switchboard got flooded. Lots. Folks were screaming for moar. Those folks seemed to have saved my job there.

The station retained the country format every day until my shift started at 4 PM, then it went rock and roll. Rock and roll all day on weekends, except for the Sunday morning religious programming. Folks loved it. I took requests, and worked every one in - at least I tried to. I got one request from a young lady who was incarcerated at the local jail, but when I got there to fill that request, she had already been moved to a more secure prison. Yeah, there's another story there...

But we - me and "Venus Flytrap", put that station on the map.

I also ran the religious programs on Sunday mornings, from 6 am to noon or so. I did it because they couldn't get any of the other DJ's to come in on Sunday mornings. Had a bunch of snake-handlers come in once while I was working the religious programming. Yup, there's another story there, too...

And we ran an hour long program from a particular church. We recorded the sermon (on a reel-to-reel tape recorder) over a dedicated phone line, then rewound it and played it an hour later. One Sunday, in mid-sermon, the tape broke. I ran to the player, whipped the loose tape end around the reel, and got it going again. Took about 15 seconds. Well, the preacher called up and tried to give me all sorts of hell over the gap. a 15 SECOND DEAD AIR GAP, I told him I did everything I could do, and that would have to be good enough. it was an Act of God. That kinda set him off, and HE threatened my job... but did not choose his words wisely. His exact words were "I'll have your job!" which sort of pissed me off, so I replied "well  you sonofabitch, you've got 20 minutes to get here and take it, if you think you can do it!"

Yeah. that didn't go over well with station management, but I kept my job all the same.

That preacher killed himself a couple of years later. Blew his own head off with a shotgun over some trivial nonsense. I don't miss him. He was a sonofabitch when he was alive, and he'll be a sonofabitch forever now, since he didn't bother to correct himself before his demise. He treated his flock like sheep alright - sheared them every chance he got. He actually required them to produce a pay stub or W-2 as a condition of membership, so he could calculate what they owed him every Sunday morning.

What DOES bother me is that I just checked on that station online, and apparently that same church bought it a couple years ago when the station got into some financial trouble, and is running solely religious programming on it now. My only solace is that asshole preacher wasn't the one to buy it out. He's long gone.

So, I reckon it'll have to do. The station call letters were "WLRV", in case anyone wants to verify the tale. I'd post a newspaper clipping from my time there, but it has my honest-to-God real live name in it, so I won't.

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[Antisthenes]

I'm gonna tell y'all a little story,

Back in the late 70's and early 80's, I worked off and on at a commercial radio station as a DJ. I'd quit, go off on one of my little adventures, then come back later and get my job back at the radio station. It was a lot like WKRP on TV, We had our "Jennifer", a hot blonde receptionist, but ours wasn't an airhead - she actually pretty much ran the station. We had our "Les Nesmond', who, last time I checked in there, was STILL working there 30 years later. I reckon he found a home. We had our "Herb", whom I had no end of fun screwing around with. He was such a ditz. We had our "Bailey", who I actually married as my first wife - a mistake of sorts, but I don't regret it... we had our "Venus Flytrap", and I reckon I must have been "Johnny Savage".



When I started there, it had a country format... but "Venus Flytrap" was poking around in the stacks one evening and found "Carry On Wayward Son" by Kansas. He dared me to play it on the air - on a country station - and you know, I was young and couldn't resist.

So I did.




Now, the station manager gave me a ration of shit over that, as you can imagine. My job was, apparently on the line... like I gave a shit.

Then, a funny thing happened. We started getting calls.

I don't mean a few, I mean the switchboard got flooded. Lots. Folks were screaming for moar. Those folks seemed to have saved my job there.

The station retained the country format until my shift started at 4 PM, then it went rock and roll. Folks loved it. I took requests, and worked every one in - at least I tried to. I got one request from a young lady who was incarcerated at the local jail, but when I got there to fill that request, she had already been moved to a more secure prison. Yeah, there's another story there...

But we - me and "Venus Flytrap", put that station on the map.

I also ran the religious programs on Sunday mornings, from 6 am to noon or so. I did it because they couldn't get any of the other DJ's to come in on Sunday mornings. Had a bunch of snake-handlers come in once. Yup, there's another story there, too...

And we ran an hour long program from a particular church. We recorded the sermon (on a reel-to-reel tape recorder) over a dedicated phone line, then rewound it and played it an hour later. One Sunday, in mid-sermon, the tape broke. I ran to the player, whipped the loose tape end around the reel, and got it going again. Took about 15 seconds. Well, the preacher called up and tried to give me all sorts of hell over the gap. I told him I did everything I could do, and that would have to be good enough. it was an Act of God. That kinda set him off, and HE threatened my job... but did not choose his words wisely. His exact words were "I'll have your job!" which sort of pissed me off, so I replied "well  you sonofabitch, you've got 20 minutes yo get here and take it, if you think you can do it!"

Yeah. that didn't go over well with management, but I kept my job all the same.

That preacher killed himself a couple of years later. Blew his own head off with a shotgun over some trivial nonsense. I don't miss him. He was a sonofabitch when he was alive, and he'll be a sonofabitch forever now, since he didn't bother to correct himself before his demise.

What DOES bother me is that I just checked on that station online, and apparently that same church bought it a couple years ago when the station got into some financial trouble, and is running solely religious programming on it now. My only solace is that asshole preacher wasn't the one to buy it out. He's long gone.

So, I reckon it'll have to do. The station call letters were "WLRV", in case anyone wants to verify the tale. I'd post a newspaper clipping from the time here, but it has my honest-to-God real live name in it, so I won't.

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Cool story.

[Ninurta]

Cool story.

I'm drinking again, and therefore feeling loquacious.

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[Antisthenes]

Cool story.

I'm drinking again, and therefore feeling loquacious.

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Your verbosity is welcome. I've had a few, too. (-;

[Ninurta]

In 2017, I got temporarily stepped down from "manager" to "agent" for a couple months, and all the folks on my team mutinied. They were ready to disassemble the place, I tell ya. Frontier Communications are pricks - glad to see their stock taking a nose dive.

I played this for them to calm their young asses down, and let them know that nothing was forever - I wouldn't be kept down for long.

4 months later, I was back to managing them - at least the ones who didn't quit over it. I only lost 3 (out of 25), who couldn't BE calmed down.

It's from "The Karate Kid", but since that movie don't trip my trigger, I'm running the lyrics version of it.

[Ninurta]

I'm told these fellas are Finns... and here I was, thinking they must've been raised in my back yard!



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