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Don Henley, “Dirty Laundry”


I make my living off the evening news
Just give me something, something I can use
People love it when you lose, they love dirty laundry

Well, I could’ve been an actor, but I wound up here
I just have to look good, I don’t have to be clear
Come and whisper in my ear, give us dirty laundry

Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em all around

We got the bubbleheaded bleach-blonde, comes on at 5
She can tell you about the plane crash with a gleam in her eye
It’s interesting when people die, give us dirty laundry

Can we film the operation? Is the head dead yet?
You know the boys in the newsroom got a running bet
Get the widow on the set, we need dirty laundry

You don’t really need to find out what’s going on
You don’t really want to know just how far it’s gone
Just leave well enough alone, keep your dirty laundry

Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down
Kick ’em when they’re stiff, kick ’em all around

Dirty little secrets, dirty little lies
We got our dirty little fingers in everybody’s pie
Love to cut you down to size, we love dirty laundry

We can do the innuendo, we can dance and sing
When it’s said and done, we haven’t told you a thing
We all know that crap is king, give us dirty laundry

More Tower Speak


Another fun quip heard over 124.55:

TOWER: “‘Copter One-Hotel-Gulf, cleared for the option. Use caution. Traffic is a golf cart chasing a stray dog northbound on runway two. Advise in sight.”

ATARI: “One-Hotel-Gulf has the traffic in sight. No factor.”

Tower Speak


This is the, no kidding, actual exchange when I was returning to Eastman today:

TOWER: Cessna Four-Hotel-Gulf, traffic is a helicopter approaching right downwind. Make LEFT close traffic. You are clear for takeoff.

CESSNA: Roger, left close traffic and clear for takeoff. I have the helicopter in sight. Four-Hotel-Gulf.

TOWER: Copter Two-Hotel-Gulf, use caution, you’ve got a bird off your left about 11’o-clock.

ATARI: Roger, tower. I have traffic in sight. ID is a crow at 12’o-clock. I have a shooting solution, permission to engage?

TOWER: Negative, Two-Hotel-Gulf, I think he got the message. Looks like he’s bugging out. Your orders are to return to base. Repeat, DO NOT ENGAGE.

ATARI: Wilco, Tower. Turning right base. Two-Hotel-Gulf.

TOWER: Two-Hotel-Gulf, clear to land

"Helicopter One-Three-Eight-Sierra-Hotel, please state your intentions…."


“I’d like to enter the pattern, sir, to do touch-and-go’s”

“I already gave you clearance to take off from the taxiway, but you said you were unable to comply!”

“Yes, sir. I am a student pilot and our policies and procedures strictly forbid me from taking off or landing on taxiways.”

“Roger, stand by….”

Such was the tone of my second solo flight today. One fun new trick after another thrown at me from the tower boss at McCollum. Apparently, though, I was more composed than the tower during my flight–according to Greg (who was flying patterns behind me) and Marcus (who was monitoring on a hand-held radio).

“Copter Eight-Sierra-Hotel, have you made your crosswind turn yet?”

“Affirmative, tower, I’m–uh–actually on the downwind, following that Cessna like you told me to.”

“Oh, I see you now, just–uh–continue your downwind following that Cessna.”

“Wilco, following the Cessna. Eight-Sierra-Hotel.”

This guy is the Air Traffic Control Tower manager. At least it wasn’t “Darth” in the tower today (he was controlling ground).

“Darth,” however, is a subject for a whole ‘nother set of stories.

Rule #2: Never Trust Clear Channel Communications


I was listening to Real Radio 105.3 yesterday, and at 10:00am, I heard what I thought was the opening to Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of The Moon. The steady heartbeat never gave way to any clattering or even a recognized vocal personality. Instead, some electronic explosion encompassed my stereo:

“Atlanta! Ya no se la egual!” (Atlanta, you know no equal!)
“Vive la differencia!” (Experience the difference!)
“Pronto….” (Soon….)
“Viva ciento cinco punto tres.” (Viva 105.3)

I thought it was a hoax, but I double-checked with ClearChannel, who issued a statement declaring their intention to open new doors to a Spanish-language format in some of their markets; the first being Atlanta with Viva 105.3 (WWVA-FM) and Viva 105.1 (WVWA-FM). Seems a little ludicrous to simulcast on two frequencies–especially when they’re so close together.

Atlanta radio now, officially, sucks. I have been a long-time fan, but I am forced to keep my presets on 96.1 FM until I can secure an alternative.

Guess I have to move back to Athens to get some decent stations.

Viva Owl Radio (WKSU-FM)

“Clear Channel Radio Expands Commitment To Spanish-Language Radio”
www.clearchannel.com
www.clearchannelsucks.org

 

I never have trusted people named Dave….


Just thought I’d rant on the (not too) recent collapse of my favourite radio station, Z93. The place that I was almost guaranteed a job at as soon as I was back in school full time. Now it’s crap, and I will have nothing to do with it. Question is, what happened to Mara, Willard, Frank, Adam, and even Dunham? Art “Mad Man” Mehring is on Real Radio 105.3 now, which has become my crutch. That and 96 Rock. At least 96 Rock still plays rock and roll–not lame crap rock like Loggins and Messina or (*shudder*) Sheryl Crow on Dave FM. Rock Without Rules? More like the doldrums of popular music.

www.z93.com
www.929davefm.com
www.z93.com/staff/art.html
www.radio-info.com
www.realradio1053.com