1. The Midnight Waltz Please note: This recording was originally included at the start of The Fall Fling/Midnight Waltz event.
Transcript
Good morning Dawn Chorus and thank you for tuning in to 95.9 'The Mountain'! I'm your host, Dr. Feelgood, and I'm here to make you feel good with that music want, that music you need, and that music you haven't even heard yet.
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, today is The Annual Fall Fling here in our little town of Dawn Chorus. Downtown is going to be absolutely pulsating with life and I hope to God I'll see you there! Afterwards, for those of you with a little bit of spring left in your step, Netherland Avenue is going to be closed down to commemorate The Midnight Waltz, that night oh-so-long ago when half our grandparents started sleepwalking through these very streets. While tonight is certainly a time for celebration, jubilee, and all things revelry, for some... it's a time of mourning.
It's only been a few short weeks since Morris Blevins, Carla McCormick, George Reed, and Greta Ryan went missing. Tonight, a candlelight vigil will be held in front of Netherland Inn in hopes that our light might guide them home.
But music! We. Have. Music. Up first, from way back in those halcyon days of nineteen-nine-and-two, it's Leonard Cohen with "The Future".
Lyrics
The Future by Leonard Cohen
Give me back my broken night
My mirrored room, my secret life
It's lonely here
There's no one left to torture
Give me absolute control
Over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby
That's an order
Give me crack and anal sex
Take the only tree that's left
And stuff it up the hole
In your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St. Paul
I've seen the future, brother
It is murder
Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won't be nothing (won't be nothing)
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
Has crossed the threshold
And it's overturned
The order of the soul
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent)
I wonder what they meant
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent)
I wonder what they meant
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent)
I wonder what they meant
You don't know me from the wind
You never will, you never did
I'm the little Jew
Who wrote the Bible
I've seen the nations rise and fall
I've heard their stories, heard them all
But love's the only engine of survival
Your servant here, he has been told
To say it clear, to say it cold
It's over, it ain't going
Any further (do, do, do)
And now the wheels of heaven stop
You feel the devil's riding crop
Get ready for the future
It is murder (do, do, do)
Things are going to slide
Slide in all directions
Won't be nothing (won't be)
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
Has crossed the threshold
And it's overturned
The order of the soul
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent)
I wonder what they meant
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent)
I wonder what they meant
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent)
I wonder what they meant
There'll be the breaking of the ancient Western code
Your private life will suddenly explode (ooh, ooh)
There'll be phantoms
There'll be fires on the road
And the white man dancing
You'll see a woman
Hanging upside down (ooh, ooh)
Her features covered by her fallen gown (ooh, ooh)
And all the lousy little poets
Coming round
Tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson
Yeah, the white man dancin'
Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St. Paul
Give me Christ or give me Hiroshima (do, do, do)
Destroy another fetus now
We don't like children anyhow
I've seen the future, baby
It is murder (do, do, do)
Things are going to slide, slide in all directions
Won't be nothing (won't be)
Nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world
Has crossed the threshold
And it's overturned
The order of the soul
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent)
I wonder what they meant
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent)
I wonder what they meant
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent)
I wonder what they meant
When they said (they said) repent (repent), repent (repent)
Good evening, Dawn Chorus, and thank you for tuning in to 95.9... The Mountain.
I'm Mister Doctor Feelgood and I'll be your captain on this funky little starship we call life, guiding your astral body with the sonic musings of an auditory age. You know what I mean?
Ladies and gentlemen, I know things have been hard. It's a world of dogs and you best believe those hounds are barking up a storm. But babies, we ain't got time for all that. Rest in peace, Morris Blevins, and godspeed to those still gone, but we are alive and, let me tell you, I plan to keep on living. How about you?
Now, I don't know how many of you have been paying attention what with your busy little lives, but it looks like we're in for something special tomorrow. Word on the street is that our little town is going to get one helluva early snowfall this year with weathermen expecting an outright blizzard. I'll tell you, I don't remember the last time it snowed in November round these parts and I've been living here my whole damn life. Sounds like we better bundle up tight, set the fireplace alight, and maybe, just maybe, make a little love tonight. You feel me?
For those of you that don't like the cold, don't kill the messenger. I ain't no weatherman! I am your DJ and I am what I play! That's it, that's all, and that's how it is. So, let's get down to business, shall we? Up next, a love letter from me to you, it's Low with "Landslide".
Lyrics
Landslide by Low
Talk it out loud
Talk to myself
A stone in a cloud
Silence in hell
Look at the smile
Broken like teeth
Torn at the mouth
Loosing our feet
Caught in a landslide
Let it all out
Scream till you bleed
There's no coming back
The South China Sea
So, you call me brother
Sister, I plea
Out of our minds
And out of our league
Call it a landslide
3. The Whiteout Please note: This recording was originally included at the start of The Whiteout event.
Transcript
Good morning Dawn Chorus and thank you for tuning in to 95.9... The Mountain. It's yer boy, Dr. Feelgood, and I've got a PHD in making that booty shake shake shake!
But before we commence the shaking of the booty, let's have a chat about the hustle, the bustle, and all the happenings in our little town. First and foremost, have you looked outside? Boy, when they said snow, I was expecting a flake or two. Now, what do you call that? Three or four feet? More than I've seen in this lifetime and, lord have mercy, it's still coming down! The whole world is a winter wonderland, so you best get out your tobaggans and your sleds and meet me on the top of Makeout Hill, cause babies, we gots to ride.
As it stands, half the town is livin' without electricity and the other half is already getting their candles out of the closet just in case. I spoke with Virgil McCormick down at The Mothlight during our last song and he wanted me to let ya'll know he has a good tunes, good drinks, good times, and a goddamn generator. Get on down there if you got the time, all right?
Now, this whole storm is a bit of a freak occurence, as I'm sure you're all aware. For the sake of all those inquiring minds out there with their heavy hearts and blistered lips, I thought ya'll might like if we shed a little light on the whole kitten kaboodle. Ladies and gentlemen, here's Stormcloud Jenkins with the weather.
Mother Winter is eternal.
Just like you.
And just like me.
She wraps her arms 'round our bodies
and digs her frozen fingers into our warm skin.
She holds us to her bosom
and she cradles us like her only child
She loves us and she will always love us
Even as the snow encases everything and all in pure, immaculate white.
Even as we freeze with her
Even as she kills us
But do not a'fear, my brother, my sister
For Mother Winter is eternal
Just like you.
And just like me.
...currently fifteen degrees fahrenheit. Accumulating snow throughout the day and most of the night. Wear a coat, if you go outside. Thank you.
No, thank you, Stormcloud Jenkins. What in the wide world of sports would we do without you? Anyway! I hope you've got your dancing shoes on, because this next track if a certified banger. Here's Ms. Kate Bush with "Fifty Words For Snow".
Come on Joe, you've got 32 to go,
come on Joe, you've got 32 to go.
Come on now, you've got 32 to go,
come on now, you've got 32 to go.
Don't you know it's not just the Eskimo.
Let me hear your 50 words for snow.
Come on Joe, just 22 to go,
come on Joe, just 22 to go.
Come on Joe, just you and the Eskimos,
Come on now, just 22 to go.
Come on now, just 22 to go,
Let me hear your 50 words for snow.
4. One More Lullaby Please note: This recording was originally included at the end of The Whiteout event.
Transcript
Good evening, Dawn Chorus, and thank you for tuning in to 95.9… The Mountain. I'm your host Dr. Feelgood and I've got a prescription to cure what ails you.
It's been a day, hasn't it? Full of frost and Mother Winter in full regalia. I hope you've stayed warm babies, all bundled up to keep from catching a cold. The night might be long, but tomorrow is a new day. The snow will melt and only then will we see what was buried underneath; the secrets hidden and the knowledge gained. Are you okay with that, Dawn Chorus? How do you reckon with the things you don't know? How do you sleep not knowing what tomorrow will bring? Does that scare you? Does that fill your heart with dread? If it doesn't, it should. We are all tied to the same train track, waiting and waiting while we hear the whistle blow in the distance. Breathe. Just breathe and know that you are not in control. You are a prisoner of fate and fate makes for one helluva warden. Nobody gets a reprieve, my babies. Just breathe. Just breathe. Just breathe.
One more lullaby, Dawn Chorus. One more song to get your through the night. Sleep tight, Dawn Chorus. Don't let the bed bugs bite.
Lyrics
Green Valley by Puscifer
Hello stranger, can you tell us where you've been?
More importantly, how ever did you come to be here?
Though a stranger, you can rest here for a while
But save your energy, your journey here is far from over
Come the sunrise we'll descend through Judgement Valley
And weigh your worth before her majesty, the Verde River
No direction, but to follow what you know
No direction, but a faith in her decision
No direction, but to never fight her flow
No direction, but to trust the final destination
You're a stranger till she whispers you can stay
You're a stranger till she whispers that your journey's over
Weigh your worth before her majesty, the Verde River
Weigh your worth before her majesty, the Verde River
Weigh your worth before her majesty, the Verde River
Weigh your worth before her majesty, the Verde River
No direction, but to follow what you know
No direction, but a faith in her decision
No direction, but to never fight her flow
No direction, but to trust the final destination
You're a stranger till she whispers you can stay
You're a stranger till she whispers that your journey's over
Weigh your worth before her majesty, the Verde River
Weigh your worth before her majesty, the Verde River
Weigh your worth before her majesty, the Verde River
Weigh your worth before her majesty, the Verde River
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