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  • #16
    I picked up your mom

    Originally posted by Drama Queen View Post
    Well actually there's worse. Your momma sung a few c notes in your recordings because well... daddy DQ was working up an appetite, your momma was looking forward to a little afternoon delight. Sky rockets in flight, batch!
    backstage at a Rick James concert. I was wearing nothing but a member's only jacket and a sheepskin condom hitting your moms from the back in the handicap stall while Rick sang Super Freak waiting his turn.
    500 internet fights, that's the number I figured when I first joined igglephans. 500 internet fights and you could consider yourself a legitimate internet-tough guy. You need them for experience, to develop leather skin. So I got started. Of course along the way you stop thinking about being tough and all that. It stops being the point. You get past the silliness of it all. But then...after...you realize that's what you are.

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    • #17
      Bridge of Sighs was awesome with headphones
      John Erlichman, one of President Richard Nixon's closest aides, has admitted America's "War on Drugs" was a hoax designed to vilify and disrupt "the antiwar left and black people" when it was launched in 1971.

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      • #18
        Good stuff, ells, it might have been SUNY binghamton,harper college radio station. On Sunday nights they would play this stuff. I used to record or run to the record store to get 12 inch records. Dimples d, mj, grand master, shit was off the hook. I would practice my break dancing listening to this stuff.

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        • #19
          If The DJ Talked?

          Dude, that was what all DJs worth their salt were supposed to do. It's called "hitting the post" -- talking over the intro and shutting yer trap the instant the singing started.

          While the song on air was playing, you put the dial controlling the next song in "cue" and while the start to the song was playing, you PRACTICED what you were going to say to make sure you got it right. But when you were live, you turned off the mic and swore like a longshoreman if you missed it by even half a breath.

          Memories.
          "If I owned Texas and Hell, I'd rent out Texas and live in Hell!"

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          • #20
            I remember that

            I was taking a shit in the next stall over.
            Obscenity is the last refuge of an inarticulate motherfucker.

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            • #21
              Originally posted by Kelly Green View Post
              Dude, that was what all DJs worth their salt were supposed to do. It's called "hitting the post" -- talking over the intro and shutting yer trap the instant the singing started.

              While the song on air was playing, you put the dial controlling the next song in "cue" and while the start to the song was playing, you PRACTICED what you were going to say to make sure you got it right. But when you were live, you turned off the mic and swore like a longshoreman if you missed it by even half a breath.

              Memories.
              I have 45's that indicate the amount of time before the singing starts.

              But I would venture to say we still hate you guys (not you personally) for talking over the intros.
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              "We choose to go to the moon."

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              • #22
                I still possess two 12 inch vinyl records by Grandmaster Flash... "White Lines" and "The Message".
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                "We choose to go to the moon."

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                • #23
                  Keep those records IE!
                  500 internet fights, that's the number I figured when I first joined igglephans. 500 internet fights and you could consider yourself a legitimate internet-tough guy. You need them for experience, to develop leather skin. So I got started. Of course along the way you stop thinking about being tough and all that. It stops being the point. You get past the silliness of it all. But then...after...you realize that's what you are.

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                  • #24
                    Intro Times On The Records Were Rare When I Was A DJ

                    I was a morning DJ at three stations (Westfield Massachusetts, Wellsboro PA and Sunbury PA) from 1970 through 1978 -- the Disco Era was about the time they started putting intro times on singles.

                    Pulling it off got to be addictive. When you were in the car going someplace, you'd have a station on the radio and if the DJ hit the post dead on, it was almost as good as doing it yourself ("Oh man, he NAILED it!!").

                    Even now, if I'm on YouTube with a video or just the audio of a song from back in the day, I'll talk it up just for the hell of it -- drives my wife crazy!
                    Last edited by Kelly Green; 11-08-2015, 05:06 PM.
                    "If I owned Texas and Hell, I'd rent out Texas and live in Hell!"

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                    • #25
                      KELLY ' DISCO' GREEN IN WELLSBORO PA. THE GRAND CANYON OF PA. LAND. I HEAR THE BEARS WORE WHITE SUITS AND GOLD CHAINS WITH THAT CURLY HORN HANGING, (WHATEVER THAT DAMN THING WAS) WHILE THEY DANCED AND LISTENED TO THE MASTER HITTING THE PIPE, I MEAN POST.
                      "LIFE IS FULL OF 4TH AND 1 DECISIONS, CHOOSE YOUR NEXT CROSSROADS WISELY.

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                      • #26
                        I can totally see this.
                        500 internet fights, that's the number I figured when I first joined igglephans. 500 internet fights and you could consider yourself a legitimate internet-tough guy. You need them for experience, to develop leather skin. So I got started. Of course along the way you stop thinking about being tough and all that. It stops being the point. You get past the silliness of it all. But then...after...you realize that's what you are.

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