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On this day in history: October 18, 1968 - A police raid nets 168 grains (10.9 grams) of dope resin in the apartment of John Lennon and Yoko Ono. The couple is fined UKP 150.
Born on this day in history: October 18, 1926 - Chuck Berry 1926 - ) Born in St. Louis, Missouri, Chuck Berry began as a singer in his church choir. He signed on to Chess Records in 1955, and singles such as "Johnny B. Goode" and "Maybellene" became instant hits. His impact on music earned Berry one of the first slots in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1986, and received Kennedy Center Honors in 2000.
Scripture of the Day: Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord. — Psalm 27:14
Video of the Day: Elvis Costello - "Pump it Up" - submitted by Laura - I played this video for Laura last evening. She demanded (!) that I replay it several times and that I make it the Video of the Day today—declaring it to be "the best song ever!" (see lyrics below technology news)
Imagine my surprise when I encountered this scene at Walmart while journeying to my office this morning! Click to enlarge.
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"Pump it Up" - as performed by Elvis Costello
I've been on tenterhooks
ending in dirty looks,
list'ning to the music,
thinking 'bout this 'n' that.
She said that's that.
I don't wanna chitter-chat.
Turn it down a little bit
or turn it down flat.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.
Pump it up until you can feel it.
Down in the pleasure centre,
hell bent or heaven sent,
listen to the propaganda,
listen to the latest slander.
There's nothing underhand
that she wouldn't understand.
Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.
She's been a bad girl.
She's like a chemical.
Though you try to stop it,
she's like a narcotic.
You wanna torture her.
You wanna talk to her.
All the things you bought for her,
putting up your temperature.
Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.
Out in the fashion show,
down in the bargain bin,
you put your passion out
under the pressure pin.
Fall into submission,
hit-and-run transmission.
No use wishing now for any other sin.
Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.
