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The historical sign-on and sign-off of WJSV Washington, D.C. recorded September 31, 1939, recorded for posterity
Washington DC radio station WJSV ends its broadcast day on 09/21/1939, the occasion when it famously transcribed its entire broadcast day for posterity.
my friend kimmy & i playing a couple songs at an event my school's radio station held on june 11th 2015 :-) setlist: 0:10 moving on (interlude)- paramore 2:35 therapy- all time low 6:29 i'm not angry anymore (interlude)- paramore 8:29 truce- twenty one pilots 11:00 holiday (interlude)- paramore
From: September 21, 1939 Some highlights from the 19 hour aircheck.
For 40 years, WJSV-FM has been training student broadcasters at Morristown High School. It also boasts great teachers and facilities for video production. Here's a quick tour by Morristown High School junior Joey Gatto.
Throughout the year, the radio station I managed had their annual marathon and a bunch of frisbee games that I photographed. I took all those photos and turned them into a video to show the club. Enjoy!
This is a partial broadcast (starts around the fifth inning) of a game between the Cleveland Indians and the Washington Senators, played on September 21, 1939 at Griffith Stadium in Washington, D.C.
[Hook:]
We up in the hotel so it's going down boo
And I gotta bounce to but you want a round 2
So I turn the lights back off and we're right back on
And I forgot I gotta fly back home 'cause now I'm saying
Where I'd put my passport? Where I'd put my passport?
Where I'd put my passport? Where I'd put my passport?
Where I'd put my passport? Where I'd put my passport?
[Verse 1: XV]
You climb on my cockpit, you at the front of my plane
I watch your clothes take off as soon as I open the lane
We in Nirvana, in the sauna, treat me like Kurt Cobain
And I'm in love like Courtney when you blow out my brains
Sex pistol, watch me load up and aim
I watch you cock that thing back and I just hope that it bang
The way I bite, I bet you like, have you growing your fangs
And now I can't get home and you are only to blame
[Hook]
[Verse 2: XV]
My number on that hotel P card, it was Spring B-R-E-A-K
In D.R where we are, I go up, she go down, I go down, she go up
See-saw, reverse cowgirl like yee-haw, gone and take my tee off
Take your tee off and I hit it like I teed off
In your thighs, I give you Chinese eyes then I knock your chi off
You know I gotta be off 'cause my plane leave soon
And now a nigga can't leave the room 'cause...
[Hook x2]
[Outro:]
We up in the hotel so it's going down boo
And I gotta bounce to where you went around to
So I turn the lights back off and we're right back on