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October 31, 1993, Tupac Shakur is arrested and charged with shooting two off-duty police officers in Atlanta. The cops were harassing a black motorist, when Tupac stepped in one of the cops drew his gun which prompted Shakur to shoot them (one in the leg, one in the ass). Unfortunately for the police both officers were drunk and carrying stolen weapons from an evidence locker. All charges against Shakur were dropped.
Excerpt from Hail Mary by Tupac Shakur
I ain't a killa but don't push me
revennge is like the sweetest joy next to gettin pussy
Picture paragraphs unloaded, wise words quoted
Peeped the weakness in the rap game and sewed it
Bow down, pray to God hoping that he's listenin
Seein niggas comin for me, to my diamonds, when they glistenin
Now pay attention, Rest in peace father,
I'm a ghost in these killin fields,
Hail Mary catch me if I go,
let's go deep inside the solitary mind of
a mad man who screams in the dark,
evil lurks,
enemies,
see me flee
Activate my hate,
let it break,
to the flame
Set trip,
empty out my clip,
never stop to aim,
some say the game is all corupted,
fuck this shit,
stuck,
niggas lucky if we bust out this shit,
plus momma told me never stop until I bust a nut,
fuck the world if they can't adjust.
It's just as well
Hail Mary.

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October 30, 2002, Jam Master Jay is executed by an assassin's single bullet. Jay was shot and killed in his Jamaica, Queens, recording studio, another person (Urieco Rinconin) in the room was hit in the ankle with the ricochet. Although there is a reward of more than $300,000, the crime remains unsolved. Born Jason William Mizell , he was 37 at the time of his death and a father of three.
Back From Hell by Run-DMC
On the lower level where the devils dwell.
Comin from the one, comin back from hell
from the depths of hell
Peepin out the window, checkin on the criminals
Out in the yard, it's hard, but you're in
so you do your time and never let the time do ya
He lost his mind that's what the time'll do to ya
A brother in the box screamin find a cigarette
Niggaz walkin by ain't tryin to hear that
So off to the Day Room, a fight in progress
A brother got sliced and diced over nonsense
D.O.I., Dead On the Island
The life the knife the price, for wigga-wildin
Never a day, I say I'm not leavin
Long as I live in a crib and I'm breathin
Four years done, another one in a cell
Don't need nobody to come, cause I'll be back from hell
from the depths of hell
Fire and brimstone, sendin 'em home
to the brownstone, and on the streets that he roamed
Before he got locked up, he sewed the whole block up
People would jock, because he cooked the rock
Caught by the cop, he's knocked, and now he's faceless
The spot was hot, he's Scott, that's what his name is
When he was out with clout, people surround him
Now that he's in the pen, niggaz downed him
Wait upstate, for the day, til they free the man
In '98, be straight, and then you'll see him again
Ready to kill, and steal, ill and builda flyer empire,
higher, still runnin the 'ville
from the depths of hell
Boy goin to hell, another day in the dark
The brother wait in the park, blind faded and stalked
Naked, out to die and not movin
He needs a fix by six that means you've been
strung out, your lung out, foamin with your tongue out
Back to hell and well, that's where you hung out
for the past and last year,
your acts for cash here
Crash and smash any ass to get a blast
yeah
The brother smother his mother, for another one
Then ill and kill, with the other son
For crack as well, the brother black he yell
You just stop and think, he's comin back from hell
from the depths of hell

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October 29, 1971, In Macon, Ga. at the age of 24, Duane Allman is killed when he crashes his Harley Sportster. While trying to avoid a truck that had stopped in front of him Duane hit the back of the truck, the bike landed on top of him and he died from massive internal injuries.
Midnight Rider by The Allman Brothers
Well, Ive got to run to keep from hiding,
And Im bound to keep on riding.
And Ive got one more silver dollar,
But Im not gonna let them catch me,
no,
Not gonna let em catch the midnight rider.
And I dont own the clothes Im wearing,
And the road goes on forever,
And Ive got one more silver dollar,
But Im not gonna let them catch me,
no
Not gonna let em catch the midnight rider.
And Ive gone by the point of caring,
Some old bed Ill soon be sharing,
And Ive got one more silver dollar,
But Im not gonna let em catch me, no
Not gonna let them catch the midnight rider

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October 28, 2004, Courtney Love was ordered to stand trial on a charge of assault with a deadly weapon (a beer bottle and a candle). Courtney had broken into the house of an old boyfriend and found Kristin King sleeping on the sofa. King testified that Courtney was "vicious" and "erratic" she said Love sat on her, pulled her hair and pinched her breast. Love was eventually ordered to pay an undisclosed amount and was sentenced to 18-months probation and rehab.
All The Drugs by Courtney Love
The devil's driving my car tonight and he's drunk
He's pissed he's mad
And I don't care which of you he fucks up
I have played with fire and the matches they are burning still
in my hand
They can try and shut me up they never can
They never will again
With all the drugs
With all the drugs
With all the drugs
there's no-one in this bed
Obliterate the truth Coz there's no lies That I could be
and you would know
With all the drugs
With all the drugs
But there's all the drugs in the world
ohhh yeah
With all all of my money
With all all of my love
With all all of my money
It doesn't feel as good as the drugs
With all the drugs in the world
You cant shut up
let go
With all the drugs in the world
With all the drugs in the world
Gonna burn out every inch of you
Oh baby
Ill burn you
till the lights they all die
You'll never ever ever fuck like me
So baby why why do you even try
Generation it has slipped away
Oh baby leave no trace of it behind
Steal the power of the wonderful men
And baby leave here with me
leave here tonight

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October 27, 1980, Former Tyrannosaurus Rex member Steve Took (aged 31) , ate some psilocybin mushrooms and while tripping he choked to death on a cocktail cherry. Born Stephen Ross Porter, he took his stage name from the Lord Of The Rings character Peregrin Took. Steve also played with the The Pink Fairies and recorded with Hawkwind and Syd Barrett.

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October 26, 1982, "Who Can It Be Now?" by Men at Work becomes the 12 number 1 hit to ask a question. The other number one hits to pose a question were When? Why? What Do You Want? Do You Mind? Is There Something I Should Know?, Are You Lonesome Tonight? Have I The Right? Where Are You Now? (My Love), Where Do You Go To My Lovely?, When Will I See You Again? and Da Ya Think I'm Sexy?
Who Can It Be Now by Men At Work
Who can it be knocking at my door?
Go 'way, don't come 'round here no more.
Can't you see that it's late at night?
I'm very tired, and I'm not feeling right.
All I wish is to be alone;
Stay away, don't you invade my home.
Best off if you hang outside,
Don't come in - I'll only run and hide.
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be knocking at my door?
Make no sound, tip-toe across the floor.
If he hears, he'll knock all day,
I'll be trapped, and here I'll have to stay.
I've done no harm, I keep to myself;
There's nothing wrong with my state of mental health.
I like it here with my childhood friend;
Here they come, those feelings again!
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Who can it be now?
Is it the man come to take me away?
Why do they follow me?
It's not the future that I can see,
It's just my fantasy
Oh...Who can it be now?
Oh...Who can it...
Who can it...
Yeah yeah yeah

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October 25, 1991, At the age of 60, concert promoter Bill Graham dies in a helicopter crash. He was flying home after a Huey Lewis concert in Concord, Calif. Among the events produced by Graham were the Live Aid concert, Amnesty International tour and US Festival. At times he managed the careers of the Grateful Dead, Van Morrison and Santana. Born Wolfgang Grajonca, a Jew in Germany in 1931 and orphaned soon after. He was evacuated to France in 1939 and sent to the U.S. in 1941. He lived with a foster family in the Bronx, working as a waiter and cabbie until he found his calling as a rock impresario. Graham was a transcendent figure in the rock business and in the popular culture of his time.

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October 24, 1988, John Fogerty becomes the first musician ever sued for sounding like himself. The law suit is brought by Johns old label, Fantasy Records. The suit claimed that John plagarized his own song, "Run Through The Jungle" when writing "The Old Man Down The Road." Fogerty won his case when he proved that the two songs were "wholly separate and distinct compositions." He actually brought his guitar to the witness stand and played both songs. Fogerty later sued them for bringing a frivolous lawsuit, he won.
Old Man Down The Road by John Fogerty
He take the thunder from the mountain,
he take the lightning from the sky,
He bring the strong man to his begging knee,
he make the young girls mama cry.
You got to hidey-hide,
you got to jump and run;
You got to hidey-hidey-hide,
the old man is down the road.
He got the voices speak in riddles,
he got the eye as black as coal,
He got a suitcase covered with rattlesnake hide,
and he stands right in the road.
You got to hidey-hide,
you got to jump up run away;
You got to hidey-hidey-hide,
the old man is down the road.
Aaah!
He make the river call your lover,
he make the barking of the hound,
Put a shadow cross the window,
when the old man comes around.
You got to hidey-hide,
you got to jump and run again;
You got to hidey-hidey-hide,
the old man is down the road.
The old man is down the road.
Aaah!
You got ta, you got ta, you got ta,
hidey-hidey-hide!

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October 23, 1964, David (Harold) Box and all the members of the band Buddy and the Kings were killed when the Cessna Skyhawk they were traveling in (piloted by the bands drummer Bill Daniles) crashed nose first killing all on board. After the death of Buddy Holly, The Crickets used various lead singers on their records. One was David Box who sang lead on the Crickets' recording of "Peggy Sue Got Married". Box had hired the Buddy and the Kings band to do a few gigs with him to promote his new song " Little Lonely Summer Girl"

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October 22, 1966, The Beach Boys release the song "Good Vibrations". The song was the most expensive song ever recorded, it took over six months and 17 recording sessions at four different studios. The engineer said the last take sounded exactly like the first, six months earlier. The song features the sci-fi movie sound-effects instrument the theremin. Brian Wilson described "Good Vibrations" as a pocket symphony. The song became the Beach Boys biggest hit and made it to number one in the US and UK.
Good Vibrations by The Beach Boys
I love the colorful clothes she wears
And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air
Im pickin up good vibrations
Shes giving me excitations
Im pickin up good vibrations
Shes giving me excitations
Good good good good vibrations
Shes giving me excitations
Good good good good vibrations
Shes giving me excitations
Close my eyes
Shes somehow closer now
Softly smile, I know she must be kind
When I look in her eyes
She goes with me to a blossom world
Im pickin up good vibrations
Shes giving me excitations
Im pickin up good vibrations...
Ahhhhhhh
Ah my my what elation
I don't know where but she sends me there
Ah my my what a sensation
Ah my my what elations
Ah my my what
Gotta keep those lovin' good vibrations
A happenin' with her
Gotta keep those lovin' good vibrations
A happenin' with her
Gotta keep those lovin' good vibrations
A happenin'...

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October 21, 1995, At the age of 28, Shannon Hoon (singer, Blind Melon) is found on his tour bus dead from a cocaine overdose. Hoon's girlfriend (Lisa Crouse) had given birth to his only child (daughter, Nico Blue) a few weeks earlier. The band had just released their second LP ("Soup") and had begun a tour to promote it. Inscribed on Shannon's gravestone is "I know we can't all stay here forever / So I want to write my words on the face of today / And they'll paint it".
No Rain by Blind Mellon
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin' the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
and speak my point of view
But it's not sane, It's not sane
I just want some one to say to me
I'll always be there when you wake
Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I'll have it made
And I don't understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there's no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape
escape...escape...escape...
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
ya don't like my point of view
ya think I'm insane
Its not sane...it's not sane.

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October 19, 2003, Ludacris went to number 1 on the US album chart with "Chicken and Beer".
Eyebrows Down by Ludacris
Yeah
Gotta feel me on this one
Ain't none of this shit happen overnight
We talking about a long time coming motherfucker
It ain't clean on these streets
It's mean on these streets
Blocks up, hats down
Fiends on these these streets
So please pay attention when you coming around
Cause the blocks got it's eyebrows down,
ya heard me
I'm still back for the first damn time
So grab a hold of your seat while
I OPEN YOUR MIND
And take you back from when I dropped down from heaven
And I came on my moms and I had a MIC as my fucking weapon
When I was three I was just a little G
But if you looked in my eyes you would see the future of a real MC
And when i was nine I wrote my first ryhme
Soon rapping became one of my favorite pasttimes
Everywhere that I went spitting and dabbling
Showing my ass growing up and started traveling
From one city to the next luda landed in the ATL
Where the pimps and the players dwell
I made a tape did shows and got EX-PO-SURE
And kept learning as my black ass got OLDER
No matter what I just kept at my trade
I made mistakes but still stayed sharper than a GINSUI BLADE
Age 14, my talent show, a beast out of cage
Would have won, but got disqualified for JUMPING OFF STAGE
But I didn't care cause this game started to open it's arms
When I was at Banaker High School pulling fire alarms
So I could get a crowd around me make a name for my BLOCK
People told me keep flowing they didn't want me to STOP
Back when big nose John was my human beatbox
Skipped out on school hit open campus and look out for street COPS
Now I'm known around the town as that "Nigga who raps"
From the hill of Maze high to them G roll traps
And I was still making demos perfecting the craft
Some said I wouldn't make it they would giggle and laugh
So I picked up a couple books from DONALD GOINES
About the busimess of this shit and how to FLIP A FEW COINS
By the age of eighteen I was destined to MAKE IT
My bank account read DISTURBING THE PEACE INCORPORATED
Age 18, I'm struggling just to survive
But I got a job working for change at 97.5
Now I'm rapping on the radio increasing their NUMBERS
Still Ludacris, but Alias was Chris LOVA, LOVA
Late nights I'm in the studio using they tools
Me and Poon was smoking weed and breaking all of there rules
And I was krunk, ALL THE BIG WIGS WAS HEARING MY SONGS
But nobody did SHIT and they was taking too long
Three years went past and I saved enough cash
To make my own record company and put my self on BLAST
the album was independent it was just for the streets
I sold one thousand albums in my first fucking week
Then went on to sell fifty, put the cash in my hand
All the record companies biting, but I chose Def Jam
The main reason that I made it and I love the A town
Was because the BLOCK had it's EYEBROWS DOWN,
ya heard me
Yah, Ive' been waiting a lifetime to get what the fuck I got
It's real man
Hardest working nigga in show business
Believe that
Shout out to Lil fate, I dub, Chaka Zulu
Yah Woo
The people's music I used to play some happy and some jealous
Cause I'm showered with cash and they can't remove they umbrellas
The people's music I used to play some happy and some jealous
Cause I'm showered with cash and they can't remove they umbrellas
Uh
You hear it raining don't ya
You hear it rain

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October 18, 1974, Al Greens ex girlfriend (Mary Woodson) breaks into his home and while Green was taking a shower she threw a pot of boiling grits on him, causing burns to most of his body. Green is taken to the hospital and while he is there Woodson shoots herself in the head with Greens gun, she dies immediately. Green interpreted the violent incident as a sign from God that he should enter the ministry. Green converted to Christianity and became an ordained pastor.
How Can You Mend A Broken Heart? by Al Green
I can think of younger days when living for my life
Was everything a man could want to do.
I could never see tomorrow,
but I was never told about the sorrow.
And how can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down?
How can you stop the sun from shining?
What makes the world go round?
How can you mend this broken man?
How can a loser ever win?
Please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again.
I can still feel the breeze that rustles through the trees
And misty memories of days gone by
We could never see tomorrow,
no one said a word about the sorrow.
And how can you mend a broken heart?
How can you stop the rain from falling down?
How can you stop the sun from shining?
What makes the world go round?
How can you mend this broken man?
How can a loser ever win?
Please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again

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October 17, 1998, The Barenaked Ladies song "One Week" makes it to number one on the charts. The song is their first big hit outside of Canada and remains their biggest hit in the US.
One Week by The Barenaked Ladies
Its been one week since you looked at me
Cocked your head to the side and said Im angry.
Five days since you laughed at me
Saying get that together come back and see me.
Three days since the living room
I realized its all my fault, but couldn't tell you
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
But it'll still be two days till I say Im sorry
Hold it now and watch the hoodwink
As I make you stop, think
you'll think your looking at Aquaman
I summon fish to the dish, although I like the chalet Swiss
I like the sushi cause its never touched a frying pan
Hot like wasabe when I bust rhymes
Big like Leann Rimes
Because Im all about value
Bert Kaempferts got the mad hits
You try to match wits
You try to hold me but I bust through
Gonna make a break and take a fake
Id like a stinkin achin shake
I like vanilla, its the finest of the flavors
Gotta see the show, cause then you'll know
The vertigo is gonna grow
Cause its so dangerous, you'll have to sign a waiver
How can I help it if I think your funny when your mad
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
Im the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Cant understand what I mean? Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of taking off my shirt
Its been one week since you looked at me
Threw your arms in the air and said your crazy
Five days since you tackled me
I've still got the rug burns on both my knees
Its been three days since the afternoon
You realized its not my fault not a moment too soon
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
And now I sit back and wait till you say your sorry
Chickity China the chinese chicken
You have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin
Watchin X-files with no lights on, were dans la maison
I hope the smoking mans in this one
Like Harrison Ford Im getting frantic
Like Sting Im tantric
Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy
Like Kurasawa I make mad films
Okay I don't make films
But if I did they'd have a samurai
Gonna get a set of better clubs
Gonna find the kind with tiny nubs just so my
Irons aren't always flying off the back-swing
Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon
Cause that cartoon has got the boom anime babes
That make me think the wrong thing
How can I help it if I think your funny when your mad
Trying hard not to smile though I feel bad
Im the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Cant understand what I mean? you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of losing my shirt
Its been one week since you looked at me
Dropped your arms to your sides and said Im sorry
Five days since I laughed at you
And said you just did just what I thought you were gonna do
Three days since the living room
We realized were both to blame, but what could we do?
Yesterday you just smiled at me
Cause it'll still be two days till we say were sorry
it'll still be two days till we say were sorry
it'll still be two days till we say were sorry
Birchmount stadium, home of the robbie

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October 16, 1859, John Brown leads 20 men (including 5 black men) in a raid on the federal arsenal, Harper's Ferry, Va. John was convinced he was commissioned by God to put an end to slavery in America. Brown and his men were trapped by Robert E. Lee and his troops. After a gun fight in which 10 of Browns men were killed Brown was captured and later (after a sensational trial) he was found guilty of treason against Virginia and was hanged at Charlestown.
John Brown's body
John Brown's body lies a-moldering in the grave,
John Brown's body lies a-moldering in the grave,
But his soul goes marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah,
Glory, glory, hallelujah,
His soul goes marching on
He's gone to be a soldier in the Army of the Lord,
He's gone to be a soldier in the Army of the Lord,
His soul goes marching on
He captured Harper's Ferry with his nineteen men so true
He frightened old Virginia till she trembled
through and through
They hung him for a traitor, themselves the traitor crew
His soul is marching on
John Brown's knapsack is strapped upon his back,
John Brown's knapsack is strapped upon his back,
His soul goes marching on.
John Brown died that the slaves might be free,
John Brown died that the slaves might be free,
His soul goes marching on.
The stars above in Heaven now are looking kindly down,
The stars above in Heaven now are looking kindly down,
On the grave of old John Brown
His soul goes marching on
Glory, glory, hallelujah,
Glory, glory, hallelujah,
His soul goes marching on

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October 15, 1977, Paul Simon's "Slip Slidin' Away" is released. This was one of 2 new songs released on Simon's "Greatest Hits, Etc." album. The backup vocals are by The Oak Ridge Boys. The song would make it all the way to number 5 on the charts.
Slip Slidin Away
Slip slidin' away
Slip slidin' away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you're slip slidin' away
I know a man
He came from my home town
He wore his passion for his woman
Like a thorny crown
He said Dolores
I live in fear
My love for you's so overpowering
I'm afraid that I will disappear
Slip slidin' away
Slip slidin' away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you're slip slidin' away
I know a woman
Became a wife
These are the very words she uses
To describe her life
She said a good day
Ain't got no rain
She said a bad day's when I lie in bed
And think of things that might have been
And I know a father
Who had a son
He longed to tell him all the reasons
For the things he'd done
He came a long way
Just to explain
He kissed his boy as he lay sleeping
Then he turned around and headed home again
Slip slidin' away
Slip slidin' away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you're slip slidin' away
God only knows
God makes his plan
The information's unavailable
To the mortal man
We're working our jobs
Collect our pay
Believe we're gliding down the highway
When in fact we're slip slidin' away
Slip slidin' away
Slip slidin' away
You know the nearer your destination
The more you're slip slidin' away...

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October 14, 1990, Leonard Bernstein died from emphysema. Leonard was a composer, conductor, pianist, teacher, and consummate entertainer. He conducted the New York Philharmonic and the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra. He composed the music for five of the all time great Broadway plays including "West Side Story" and "On The Waterfront". Leonard Bernstein died just five days after retiring. Leonard once said "Music can name the unnameable and communicate the unknowable."
Maria
The most beautiful sound I ever heard:
Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria.
All the beautiful sounds of the world in a single word:
Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria.
Maria, I've just met a girl named Maria,
and suddenly the name will never be the same to me
Maria!
I've just kissed a girl named Maria.
And suddenly
I've found how wonderful a sound can be.
Maria,
say it loud and there's music playing
Say it soft and it's almost like praying
Maria, I never stop saying:
"Maria!"

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October 13, 1979, Clarence Muse dies at the age of 90. Clarence was a composer, screenwriter and held a law degree from Pennsylvania's Dickerson University. Muse appeared as an opera singer, a minstrel performer and a vaudeville actor. He was the first black American to star in a film. In 1939 he wrote the songs, co-wrote the story and starred in the musical "Way Down South." In 1973, Clarence Muse was inducted into the Black Filmmakers Hall of Fame
Sleepy Time Way Down South by Clarence Muse
Homesick, tired, all alone in a big city
Why should eveybody pity me?
Nighttime falling, and Im yearning
for Virginia Hospitality
within ya calls me
Pale moon shining on the fields below
Folks are crooning songs soft and low
Need not tell me so,
Because I know its sleepy time down south
Soft winds blowing thru the pinewood trees
Folks down there live a life of ease
When the twilight brings the evening breeze
Its sleepy time down south
Steamboats on the river, a coming, a going
Splashing the night away
Hear those banjos ringing,
The folks are all singing
They dance till break of day
Dear old southland with its dreamy songs
Takes me back there where I belong
Ill find heaven in my mothers arms
When its sleepy time down south

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October 12, 1971, Gene Vincent dies from a ruptured stomach ulcer at the age of 36. He died at his fathers house in California. Gene was born Vincent Eugene Craddock, on February 11, 1935, in Virginia. Gene was an alcoholic and basically drank himself to death. Gene's biggest hit was "Be Bop A Lula" in 1956. He was the first inductee into the Rockabilly Hall Of Fame upon its formation in 1997. He played his last concerts at the Wookey Hollow Club in Liverpool on October 3rd and 4th, 1971.
Be Bop A Lula
Well,
be-bop-a-lula, she's my baby
Be-bop-a-lula, I don't mean maybe
Be-bop-a-lula, she's my baby
Be-bop-a-lula, I don't mean maybe
Be-bop-a-lula, she's my baby
love
My baby love,
my baby
love
Well,
she's the girl in the red
blue jeans
She's the queen of all the teens
She's the one that I know
She's the one that loves me so
Say
be-bop-a-lula, she's my baby
Be-bop-a-lula, I don't mean maybe
Be-bop-a-lula, she's my baby
Be-bop-a-lula, I don't mean maybe
Be-bop-a-lula, she's my baby
love
My baby love,
my baby love
Well, she's the one that gots that beat
She's the one with the flyin' feet
She's the one that walks around the store
She's the one that gets more more more
Be-bop-a-lula, she's my baby
Be-bop-a-lula, I don't mean maybe
Be-bop-a-lula, she's my baby
Be-bop-a-lula, I don't mean maybe
Be-bop-a-lula, she's my baby
love
My baby love,
my baby love

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October 11, 2003, Mojo magazine reveals the results of their "most pivotal moment in rock history" poll. Number one was the recording session for Elvis Presley's first single "That's All Right". Bob Dylan's switch from acoustic to electric guitars in 1965 came second, and The release of the Clash's debut single "White Riot" in 1977 was third.
That's All Right
Well, that's all right, mama
That's all right for you
That's all right mama,
just anyway you do
Well, that's all right,
that's all right.
That's all right now mama,
anyway you do
Mama she done told me,
Papa done told me too
Son, that gal your foolin' with,
She ain't no good for you
But, that's all right, that's all right.
That's all right now mama,
anyway you do
I'm leaving town, baby
I'm leaving town for sure
Well, then you won't be bothered
with me hanging 'round your door
Well, that's all right,
that's all right.
That's all right now mama,
anyway you do

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October 10, 1970, Smokey Robinson & The Miracles release "Tears Of A Clown". The song was recorded in 1966 but when released as a single it goes to number one in the US and the UK.
Tears Of A Clown by Smokey Robinson
Now if there's a smile on my face
It's only there trying to fool the public
But when it comes down to fooling you
Now honey that's quite a different subject
But don't let my glad expression
Give you the wrong impression
Cos really I'm sad,
Oh I'm sadder than sad
Well I'm hurt and I want you so bad
Like a clown I appear to be glad
ooh yeah
Well they're some sad things known to man
But ain't too much sadder than
The tears of a clown
when there's no one around
Oh yeah, baby baby,
oh yeah baby baby
Now if I appear to be carefree
It's only to camouflage my sadness
And honey to shield my pride I try
To cover this hurt with a show of gladness
But don't let my show convince you
That I've been happy since you
Cos I need to go,
oh
I need you so
Look I'm hurt and I want you to know
For others I put on a show
Just like Pagliacci did I try
to keep my surface hid
Smiling in the crowd
I try
But in a lonely room I cry
The tears of a clown
When there's no one around,
oh yeah, baby baby
Now if there's a smile on my face
Don't let my glad expression
Give you the wrong impression
Don't let this smile I wear
Make you think that I don't care
Cos really
I'm sad...

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October 9, 1975, John Lennon celebrates his 35th birthday on the same day his son Sean is born. Sean Ono Lennon is John and Yokos only child together.
Birthday by The Beatles
You say it's your birthday
It's my birthday too
yeah
They say it's your birthday
We're gonna have a good time
I'm glad it's your birthday
Happy birthday to you.
Yes we're going to a party party
Yes we're going to a party party
Yes we're going to a party party.
I would like you to dance
Birthday
Take a cha-cha-cha-chance
Birthday
I would like you to dance
Birthday
Dance
You say it's your birthday
Well it's my birthday too
yeah
You say it's your birthday
We're gonna have a good time
I'm glad it's your birthday
Happy birthday to you.
DLAK note: John and Paul wrote the Birthday song years before Seans birth.

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October 8, 1966, The U.S. Government declares LSD illegal. LSD was invented in 1938 by Albert Hofmann at the Sandoz chemical-pharmaceutical laboratory in Basle, Switzerland. Originally Sandoz Pharmaceutical company developed the chemical with hopes of marketing it commercially (under the trade name "Delysid") as a circulatory and respiratory stimulant. Later they advertised it as a cure all for everything from alcoholism to schizophrenia and sexual perversions. In its original literature they suggested that psychiatrists take the drug themselves in order to "gain an understanding of the subjective experiences of the schizophrenic." In a three year period LSD was prescribed as treatment to over 40,000 patients. It was also used by the CIA as an interrogative agent during their "MK-ULTRA" project. The US military considered using LSD as a "psychochemical weapon" and toyed with the idea of putting it in an enemy countries water supply. In order to gain more information on the drug they gave it to over 2800 American soldiers many of them unknowingly.
DLAK note: I think we should rethink the whole psychochemical weapon thing and drop a couple of million hits on Iraq. Also, Psychochemical Weapon would be a good name for a band.
Eight Miles High by The Byrds
Eight miles high and when you touch down
Youll find that its stranger than known
Signs in the street that say where youre going
Are somewhere just being their own
Nowhere is there warmth to be found
Among those afraid of losing their ground
Rain gray town known for its sound
In places small faces unbound
Round the squares huddled in storms
Some laughing some just shapeless forms
Sidewalk scenes and black limousines
Some living some standing alone
White Rabbit by The Jefferson Airplane
One pill makes you larger,
And one pill makes you small,
And the ones that mother gives you,
Dont do anything at all.
Go ask Alice,When shes ten feet tall.
And if you go chasing rabbits,
And you know youre going to fall,
Tell them a hookah smoking caterpillar,
Has given you the call.
Call Alice,When she was just small.
When men on the chessboard,
Get up and tell you where to go,
And youve just had some kind of mushroom,
And your mind is moving low.
Go ask Alice,
I think shell know.
When logic and proportion,
Have fallen slowly dead,
And the White Knight is talking backwards,
And the Red Queens lost her head!
Remember what the Dormouse said.
Feed your head,
Feed your head!
Sunshine Superman by Donovan
Sunshine came softly through my window today
Could've tripped out easy
but I've changed my ways
It'll take time, I know it but in a while
You're gonna be mine, I know it, we'll do it in style
'Cause I made my mind up you're going to be mine
I'll tell you right now
Any trick in the book now, baby
that I can find
Everybody's hustlin' just to have a little scene
When I say we'll be cool I think that you know what I mean
We stood on a beach at sunset, do you remember when?
I know a beach where, baby,
it never ends
When you've made your mind up forever to be mine
I'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind
'Cause I made my mind up you're going to be mine
I'll tell you right now
Any trick in the book now, baby, that I can find
Superman or Green Lantern ain't got a-nothin' on me
I can make like a turtle and dive for pearls in the sea,
yeah!
you can just sit there thinking
on your velvet throne
'bout all the rainbows
you can a-have for your own
When you've made your mind up forever to be mine
I'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind
When you've made your mind up forever to be mine...

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October 6, 1970, Neil Diamond is at number one on the singles charts with his song "Cracklin' Rosie" .
Cracklin Rosie
Cracklin rosie, get on board
Were gonna ride till there aint no more to go
Taking it slow
Lord, dont you know
Have me a time with a poor mans lady
Hitchin on a twilight train
Aint nothing here that I care to take along
Maybe a song
To sing when I want
Dont need to say please to no man for a happy tune
Oh, I love my rosie child
You got the way to make me happy
You and me, we go in style
Cracklin rose, youre a store bought woman
You make me sing like a guitar hummin
So hang on to me, girl
Our song keeps runnin on
Play it now
Play it now, my baby
Cracklin rosie, make me a smile
Girl if it lasts for an hour, thats al right
We got all night
To set the world right
Find us a dream that dont ask no questions, yeah
Oh, I love my rosie child
You got the way to make me happy
You and me, we go in style
Cracklin rose, youre a store-bought woman
You make me sing like a guitar hummin
So hang on to me, girl
Our song keeps runnin on
Play it now
Play it now
Play it now, my baby
Cracklin rosie, make me a smile
Girl if it lasts for an hour, thats all right
We got all night
To set the world right
Find us a dream that dont ask no question,
yeah
Ba ba ba ba ba ......

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October 5, 2003, Beyoncé started a nine week run at No.1 on the US singles chart with "Baby Boy". The song was the second smash hit for Beyonce from her first solo album, "Dangerously In Love". The album spent fifty-one weeks on the top fifty and "Baby Boy" spent nine weeks at number one and became one of the biggest hits of 2003. Beyoncé won a record-tying five Grammy awards for this album.

This day in music history.

October 4, 1975, Pink Floyd's "Wish You Were Here" LP hits #1 on the chart. It was released on September 15th, it stayed on the charts for over a year and has sold almost 7 million copies. Some of the songs were loosely based on Syd Barret including "Shine On You Crazy Diamond" and the title track.
Wish You Were Here
So you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field
from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
did they get you to trade
your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
did you exchange
a walk on part in the war
for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish,
how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here

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October 3, 1987, John Mellencamp's "Paper In Fire" tops out on the charts at #9. The song is from the album "The Lonesome Jubilee", John had one other hit off the album called "Cherry Bomb".
Paper And Fire by John Mellencamp
She had a dream
And boy it was a good one
So she chased after her dream
With much desire
But when she get too close
To her expectations
Well the dream burned up
Like paper in fire
Paper in fire
Stinkin up the ashtrays
Paper in fire
Smokin up the alleyways
Whos to say the way
A man should spend his day
Do you let them smolder
Like paper in fire
He wanted love
With no involvement
So he chased the wind
Thats all his silly life required
And the days of vanity
Went on forever
And he saw his days burn up
Like paper in fire
Paper in fire
Stinkin up the ashtrays
Paper in fire
Smokin up the alleyways
Whos to say the way
A man should spend his days
Do you let them smolder
Like paper in fire
Theres a good life
Right across the green fields
And each generation
Stares at it from afar
But we keep no check
On our appetites
So the green fields turn to brown
Like paper in fire...

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October 2, 1975, Bruce Springsteen plays a concert at the Uptown Theatre in Milwaukee Wisconsin. Someone calls in a bomb scare during the show and after about 8 songs the show is stopped so the theatre can be searched. The audience is told to come back at midnight. Bruce and the E-Street band go to the bar at the Hotel Phister and get shitfaced drunk. On the way back to the hall, Bruce rides on top of the car, screaming and laughing the whole way. After re-taking the stage Bruce tells the audience "I'm a little loose, are you loose?. He then gave a blistering hot show that went into the early hours of the morning. Some call it one of his wildest shows ever.
Its Hard to be a Saint in the City by Bruce Springsteen and the E-Street Band
I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra
I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova
I could walk like Brando right into the sun
Then dance just like a Casanova
With my blackjack and jacket and hair slicked sweet
Silver star studs on my duds just like a Harley in heat
When I strut down the street I could feel its heartbeat
The sisters fell back and said "Don't that man look pretty"
The cripple on the corner cried out "Nickels for your pity"
Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty
It's so hard to be a saint in the city
I was the king of the alley, mama
I could talk some trash
I was the prince of the paupers crowned downtown at the beggar's bash
I was the pimp's main prophet, I kept everything cool
Just a backstreet gambler with the luck to lose
And when the heat came down and it was left on the ground
The devil appeared like Jesus through the steam in the street
Showin' me a hand I knew even the cops couldn't beat
I felt his hot breath on my neck as I dove into the heat
It's so hard to be a saint when you're just a boy out on the street
And the sages of the subway sit just like the living dead
As the tracks clack out the rhythm, their eyes fixed straight ahead
They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread
But it's too hot in these tunnels, you can get hit up by the heat
You get up to get out at your next stop but they push you back down in your seat
Your heart starts beatin' faster as you struggle to your feet
Then you're out of that hole and back up on the street
And them Southside sisters sure look pretty
The cripple on the corner cries out "Nickels for your pity"
And them downtown boys sure talk gritty
It's so hard to be a saint in the city