The Magic of the Radio
Let us look back to when the radio rule the day and artist wanted to be played.
“I wrote a song, but I can’t read music. Every time I hear a new song on the radio I think, “Hey, maybe I wrote that.””
Stephen Wright
Let us look back to when the radio rule the day and artist wanted to be played.
“I wrote a song, but I can’t read music. Every time I hear a new song on the radio I think, “Hey, maybe I wrote that.””
Stephen Wright
Hello JT awesome Blog post ta nite will just see where muse lead me ta night … Hugs Now :love: :love:
BACK WHEN RADIO WAZ RADIO
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Remember
When radio rule
There was the squeezin door
Scary nights to hear
Things creepin
In the dark
The sounds of screams
Foot steps and
Voices
You be shakin in your sheets
Afraid to even go pee
Sum time would
Wet the bed
But mom
Would never spank
Cuz she were just as scare
But she never wet the bed those
Then came the music
Early mornin light
Wake up call
For school and work
And every thing would be all right again
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Written By: Bettie Davis ————————— © August 12 , 2o12
“Wolfman Jack”
I remember my father listen to this man all the time. He had a voice that was so amazing on the Radio,There never be a voice like that.when he came on mom made popcorn and we go listen to him on radio or TV.He had away that light up the radio and kids love it.
Born Robert Weston Smith,January 21, 1938,Brooklyn, New York, US,Died July 1, 1995 (aged 57),Belvidere, North Carolina, US,Occupation Radio personality,
Music is what makes you move
Music is what makes you groove
Music can be good or bad depending on how its used
Music can make you choose different clothes to wear
Music can make you change your hair
Music can make you choose new friends
Music can make you want to dance
Music can make you fight
Music can make everything alright
Music can take care of you when your alone
Music can make everything feel like home
Music can harm and take away
Music can make you want to stay
Music is the only friend I have
Music is what keeps me alive
When I feel like I can’t survive
Wonderful blog, JT…a little radio acrostic! :love:
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I still listen to more on the radio than on the TV. Wonderful blog, theme, challenge and posts. Will ponder . . . .
ME AND MY RADIO
My love affair with the radio
began such a long time ago,
before the days of NPR
and classical music on FM.
It began quite innocently,
as I recall,
with a kit that came in a box,
trying so very hard
to get all the pieces to fit,
an early electronic wonder
that brought just a few stations in.
Then graduating to transistors
and earphones and batteries,
Elvis and Beethoven
my constant companions
with summertime
Mets baseball thrown in.
I should have been studying
and doing my math,
my parents reminded me,
but I was too busy listening
to what came out of that box
to pay any attention
to what they said.
There were all kinds of tunes
that made my heart sing,
the sad ones,
the glad ones,
the classics
and the fads.
And through the years
our love affair
blossomed and grew,
that love affair that began
such a long time ago
between me
and my radio.
(c) barbara kausteklis 8-12-12
RADIO ON
I wrote me first song
From listen to the radio
Nashville Tennessee
Waz but always
Play the tunes
All day and nite
First song
I Need Someone To Love
Me dad had heard
That one could
Write songs
Send to
Nashville to be song
And heard on the radio
Never did get to hear it those
But did git it record
I heard it
My family heard it
But that didnt stop me
Wrote more
Gotta quite a few
Record and on CDs and tapes
Gotts just the one on you tube now
After all that time
Still writin
Along wit me poetry
Short stories
And such
Love the radio
Turn the beats up
I be rockin
Heard bobbin
Feet tappin
Havin
The time of my live
Wit the radio on
I may never ever hear
My songs played
On the radio
But I can
Sho feel the beat
And write the tunes
Wit the radio on
Wit the radio on hit
And the beat
Goes on
And on
Written By: Bettie Davis ———————- © August 13,, 2o12
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