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RexRed
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 04:01 pm
Who'll Stop The Rain

Long as I remember the rain been comin' down
Clouds of mystery pourin' confusion on the ground.
Good men through the ages tryin' to find the sun.
And I wonder still I wonder who'll stop the rain.

I went down Virginia seekin' shelter from the storm
Caught up in the fable I watched the tower grow
Five year plans and new deals wrapped in golden chains.
And I wonder still I wonder who'll stop the rain.

Heard the singers playin', how we cheered for more.
The crowd had rushed together tryin' to keep warm.
Still the rain kept pourin', fallin' on my ears
And I wonder, still I wonder who'll stop the rain


Creedence Clearwater Revival
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Ticomaya
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 04:01 pm
dyslexia wrote:
upon further thinking, I now realize I was actually stopped for driving a RED Porshce 911 Carrara while wearing a Stetson and having long hair. He then noticed I didn't have my seat belt on so found justification for giving me a ticket.


And besides the indignity you suffered at the hands of the courthouse staff ("take off your hat, sir"), now somewhere in Wolf Hole, Arizona, enshrined in a manila folder, is a study in black and white, of your fingerprints. And all this for not wearing your seat beat.

I hope you learnt your lesson.
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dyslexia
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 04:19 pm
The funny thing is Tico, I am the most careful driver in this household, I don't ever speed, always stop on yellow etc etc etc. The lady Diane never goes less than 10 miles over the limit, She never gets stopped let alone a ticket while I can't make it to the corner market without a sting of cruisers following me. Paranoid? Don't think so. Re the seat belt, I had just pulled out of a market parking lot and was in the process of buckling my seat belt when I was pulled over. Btw the court house staff was very kind and polite to me.
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 04:28 pm
Well, listeners. As Tico and dys chat about the quotas that traffic cops have to meet, let's play one for Roger by Creedence:


I see the bad moon arising.
I see trouble on the way.
I see earthquakes and lightnin'.
I see bad times today.

Chorus:
Don't go around tonight,
Well, it's bound to take your life,
There's a bad moon on the rise.

I hear hurricanes ablowing.
I know the end is coming soon.
I fear rivers over flowing.
I hear the voice of rage and ruin.

Chorus
All right!

Hope you got your things together.
Hope you are quite prepared to die.
Looks like we're in for nasty weather.
One eye is taken for an eye.

Chorus
Chorus
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oldandknew
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 04:50 pm
Do they have roadside speed cameras in America ?
You are driving along in the UK, at peace with the world, doing about 10 mph over the speed limit & splash,,,,,, the speed camera has caught you & a week later you get a letter from the police asking if you want to pay the statutary fine or do you wanna fight it in court. Oh yeah you also get your licence stamped with penalty points. Up goes your insurance & you are 1 step closer to having your licence cancelled for a year.
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 05:11 pm
Yep, John. Same here, Brit. I have never had so much as a parking ticket, buddy.

News from the entertainment world:


'50s and '60s Bands Aim to Stop Copycats By SUSAN HAIGH, Associated Press Writer
1 hour, 49 minutes ago



HARTFORD, Conn. - Doo-wop and rock 'n roll legends are asking lawmakers across the country to stop performances by some not-so-great pretenders.


There are hundreds of bands touring the country these days claiming to be The Platters, the Drifters, the Coasters or some other group from the '50s and '60s, according to the Vocal Group Hall of Fame in Sharon, Pa.

Most of them have no ties to the original artists.

"They undercut the legacy of those artists by pretending to be them," said Jon "Bowzer" Bauman, former member of the oldies band Sha Na Na and head of the hall's Truth in Music Committee.

"Almost worst of all is the way in which they steal the applause from the great veterans and pioneers that crafted rock 'n' roll music back in the 50s and early 60s," he said.

The Hall of Fame is working with numerous states to pass "Truth in Music" legislation. It would allow state attorneys general to stop an impostor band performance with an injunction and seek civil penalties of up to $15,000 against impostor bands and those who promote them.

Earlier this week, Pennsylvania's governor signed a bill into law. South Carolina and North Dakota now have comparable laws on the books. Connecticut, Massachusetts, New Jersey, Illinois, California, Florida, Michigan, Ohio, Nevada and Missouri are debating the issue or are expected to take it up soon.

Which leads us to wonder who would want to copy Do-Wop?
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 05:21 pm
For example, listeners:


Teenager In Love

Sha Na Na:



Each time we have a quarrel
It almost breaks my heart
'Cos I am so afraid
That we will have to part
Each night I ask the stars
The stars up above
Why must I be a teenager in love
One day I feel so happy
Next day I feel so sad
I guess I'll learn to take
The good with the bad
Each night I ask the stars up above
(I ask them why)
Why must I be a teenage in love




I cried a tear (I cried a tear)
For nobody but you (Nobody but you)
I'll be the lonely one if you should say we're through

Well if you want to make me cry
That won't be so hard to do
And if you should say goodbye
I'll still go on loving you

Each night I ask the stars up above
(I ask them why)
Why must I be a teenager in love
I cried a tear (I cried a tear)
For nobody but you (For nobody but you)
I'll be the lonely one if you should say we're through

Yeah

Well if you want to make me cry
That won't be so hard to do
And if you should say goodbye
I'll still go on loving you

Each night I ask the stars up above
(I ask them why)
Why must I be a teenager in love
(tell me why)
Why must I be a teenager in love

Rolling Eyes
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Tryagain
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 07:23 pm
Good question, Laughing let's crank it up a notch!

The Eagles lyrics
Album: Hell Freezes Over [1994]

Hotel California

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'this could be heaven or this could be hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the hotel california
Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the captain,
'please bring me my wine'
He said, 'we haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the hotel california
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'we are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'relax,' said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave!
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shari6905
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 07:27 pm
About the same state:

California Dreamin' - The Mamas & The Papas


All the leaves are brown and the sky is grey
I've been for a walk on a Winter's day
I'd be safe and warm if I was in L.A.
California dreamin' on such a Winter's day

Stopped into a church I passed along the way
Well, I got down on my knees and I pretend to pray
You know, the preacher liked the cold - he knows I'm gonna stay
California dreamin' on such a Winter's day

All the leaves are brown and the sky is grey
I've been for a walk on a Winter's day
If I didn't tell her, I could leave today
California dreamin' on such a Winter's day
California dreamin' on such a Winter's day
California dreamin' on such a Winter's day
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shari6905
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 07:28 pm
And keeoing with the theme:


"California Love"
(feat. Dr. Dre)

California love!

[1]-California...knows how to party
California...knows how to party
In the citaaay of L.A.
In the citaaay of good ol' Watts
In the citaaay, the city of Compton
We keep it rockin! We keep it rockin!

[Verse One: Dr. Dre]

Now let me welcome everybody to the wild, wild west
A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness
The track hits ya eardrum like a slug to ya chest
Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of sex
We in that sunshine state with a bomb ass hemp beat
the state where ya never find a dance floor empty
And pimps be on a mission for them greens
lean mean money-makin-machines servin fiends
I been in the game for ten years makin rap tunes
ever since honeys was wearin sassoon
Now it's '95 and they clock me and watch me
Diamonds shinin lookin like I robbed Liberace
It's all good, from Diego to tha Bay
Your city is tha bomb if your city makin pay
Throw up a finger if ya feel the same way
Dre puttin it down for
Californ-i-a
[repeat 1]

[2]-Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it mama
Shake it Cali
Shake it shake it baby
Shake it shake it shake it shake it...

[Verse Two: 2Pac]

Out on bail fresh outta jail, California dreamin
Soon as I stepped on the scene, I'm hearin hoochies screamin
Fiendin for money and alcohol
the life of a west side playa where cowards die and its all ball
Only in Cali where we riot not rally to live and die
In L.A. we wearin Chucks not Ballies (that's right)
Dressed in Locs and khaki suits and ride is what we do
Flossin but have caution we collide with other crews
Famous cause we program worldwide
Let'em recognize from Long Beach to Rosecrans
Bumpin and grindin like a slow jam, it's west side
So you know the row won't bow down to no man
Say what you say
But give me that bomb beat from Dre
Let me serenade the streets of L.A.
From Oakland to Sacktown
The Bay Area and back down
Cali is where they put they mack down
Give me love!
[rpt 1]

[dre] now make it shake...

[rpt 2]

[Outro: Dre, 2Pac]

uh, yeah, uh, longbeach in tha house, uh yeah
Oaktown, Oakland definately in tha house hahaha
Frisko, Frisko
[Tupac] hey, you know LA is up in this
Pasadena, where you at
yeah, Inglewood, Inglewood always up to no good
(Tupac) even Hollywood tryin to get a piece baby
Sacramento, sacramento where ya at? yeah

Throw it up y'all, throw it up, Throw it up
Let's show these fools how we do this on that west side
Cause you and I know it's tha best side

yeah, That's riight
west coast, west coast
uh, California Love
California Love
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Tryagain
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 07:36 pm
Heck, it looks like we've got ourselves a convoy 10-4

Artist: Phantom Planet Lyrics
Song: California Lyrics


We've been on the run
Driving in the sun
Looking out for #1
California here we come
Right back where we started from

Hustlers grab your guns
Your shadow weighs a ton
Driving down the 101
California here we come
Right back where we started from

California!
Here we come!

On the stereo
Listen as we go
Nothing's gonna stop me now
California here we come
Right back where we started from
Pedal to the floor
Thinkin' of the roar
Gotta get us to the show
California here we come
Right back where we started from

California!
Here we come!
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 07:37 pm
Ah, Try. I love the Eagles, and shari, you won't believe how coincidental things have been this evening. I won't bother to explain, either.

Speaking of singing groups, listeners:

Full Coverage: Bono

AP - Fri Feb 24, 11:26 AM ET
OSLO, Norway - Rock stars Bono and Bob Geldof were nominated for the 2006 Nobel Peace Prize along with Indonesia's president, a former U.S. secretary of state and a Finnish peacemaker.That was the easy part. Making the Norwegian award committee's deeply secret shortlist, already whittled down from the 191 nominees, is another matter, the nonvoting secretary said Friday.

Back later with a picture, folks
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shari6905
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 07:37 pm
I got another:

Well east coast girls are hip
I really dig those styles they wear
And the southern girls with the way they talk
They knock me out when I'm down there

The mid-west farmer's daughters really make you feel alright
And the northern girls with the way they kiss
They keep their boyfriends warm at night

I wish they all could be california
I wish they all could be california
I wish they all could be california girls

The west coast has the sunshine
And the girls all get so tanned
I dig a french bikini on hawaii island
Dolls by a palm tree in the sand

I been all around this great big world
And I seen all kinds of girls
Yeah, but I couldn't wait to get back in the states
Back to the cutest girls in the world

I wish they all could be california
I wish they all could be california
I wish they all could be california girls

I wish they all could be california
(girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)
I wish they all could be california
(girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)
I wish they all could be california
(girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)
I wish they all could be california
(girls, girls, girls yeah I dig the)
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 07:48 pm
Well, something went awry again, listeners.

Try, yep, we sure are on a convoy, and a phantom one at that. My, my those lyrics sound familiar.

Hey, shari, I think that song was done by The Beach Boys.

Gonna try U2 again, so please be patient with Miss Letty in dishabille.
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 07:58 pm
http://www.sundial.dircon.co.uk/images/richard2.jpg

Yep, it's the candidate himself, folks.

Someone play a U2 song.
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Tryagain
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 08:08 pm
Sorry, I would sooner eat my foot.

(Aimee Mayo/Bill Luther/Chris Lindsey)

She lived at the end of a little dirt road
In a house where secrets go untold
Barefoot in a cotton dress, dark hair in a tangled mess
And a head full of crazy dreams
She said

I'm going to California
A place where the sun always shines
I'm goin to California
And I'm leavin everything behind

You can't help, but feel a little bit touched
When your daddy loves you a little too much
You can wish on four leaf clovers, but all the fields
have been plowed over
And there's nothin left to do but fly away

I'm going to California
A place where the sun always shines
I'm goin to California
And I'm leavin everything behind

Stars burn like candles on that two-lane highway
She made her wish, and disappeared on her 18th birthday
And she said

I'm going to California
A place where the sun always shines
I'm goin to California
And I'm leavin everything behind

I'm goin to California
And I'm leavin everything behind

Oh California
I'm goin to California

Oh California
Leavin it all behind
California....
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 08:26 pm
Well, try. You just made me laugh. Sooner eat your foot?

Your song is perfect for Miss Letty at this time, cause I'm not going to California; I be going to bed.

Goodnight, my friends.


From Letty with Love.
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djjd62
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 08:34 pm
Someplace Where Love Can't Find Me
John Hiatt

Some folks live by a big blue ocean
Some folks live in the center of town
Some folks live without any notion
Me I'm just tryin' to live your love down
I'm just tryin' to live your love down
I'm not lookin' for another
I'm just lookin' to get long gone
To someplace that no sweetheart has discovered
Someplace where memories don't hold on
Someplace where memories don't hold on

chorus: Somewhere the ties won't bind me
Someplace where love can't find me
Somewhere the past's behind me
Someplace where love can't find me
Someplace where love can't find me

It's the same old sad situation
Fall in love and it breaks your heart
Surely there's somewhere in this great nation
Where no one comes together just to fall apart
Where no one comes together just to fall apart

chorus

I'm getting nowhere...I'm getting nowhere
And gettin' over it is getting so hard
I want to go there I want to go there
Before they throw my heart in a junkyard
'Cause I don't have another love in me
Can't even let the last one go
Before I do it again please send me
Up to Nova Scotia down to Mexico
Up to Nova Scotia down to Mexico

chorus
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djjd62
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 08:37 pm
Radio Girl
Marshall Crenshaw

Well I don't know what she looks like
I've never seen her face before
But I hear her on my radio
From 1 a.m. till 4
She's playing all my favorite records
She tells me all the latest news
I take her into my bed each night
And she rocks away my blues
'Cause she's my girl, my radio girl

Well sometimes in the middle of the night
I call her on the telephone
When I hear her voice on the other end
I don't feel all alone
Then I ask her to play that old song for me
This is a man's man's world
She always plays it right away
'Cause she's my radio girl
She's my girl, my radio girl

Hey what's that sound
What do you call that sound
I like the stuff you play
And the things you say
Oh come on and gimmie some rock music
Or some R&B or anything you wanna play
Anything you chose
'Cause your're my girl
My radio girl
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edgarblythe
 
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Reply Fri 24 Feb, 2006 09:08 pm
ROMISED LAND
(Chuck Berry)
CHUCK BERRY

I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
Straddled that Greyhound, rode him past Raleigh
On across Caroline

Stopped in Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill
And we never was a minute late
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown
Rollin' 'cross the Georgia state

We had motor trouble it turned into a struggle
Half way 'cross Alabam
And that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown Birmingham

Straight off, I bought me a through train ticket
Ridin' cross Mississippi clean
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
Smoking into New Orleans

Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
Just help me get to Houston town
There's people there who care a little 'bout me
And they won't let the poor boy down

Sure as you're born, they bought me a silk suit
Put luggage in my hands
And I woke up high over Albuquerque
On a jet to the promised land

Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte
Flying over to the Golden State
The pilot told me in thirteen minutes
We'd be headin' in the terminal gate

Swing low sweet chariot, come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines, cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone

Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
Tidewater four ten O nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
And the poor boy's on the line
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