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Tonight on Subculture: Songs suggested and requested by friends and fans of the show. From Virginia to California, here are your messages to DJT, messages “from” DJT plus stats & audio interview excerpts. 8-10P EST live, on VALLEYFREERADIO.ORG

Get involved! Women’s Marches going on all over the US and globally on Saturday, January 21, 2017 in protest of DJT and the new administration.

Boston March

Washington March

World Marches

HOUR ONE: 

OPEN: THE HUNGER GAMES, RANDY RAINBOW – Tweets, Tweets & Nothing But Tweets & THE AOL DIAL-UP (Requested by Emma in Long Beach, CA)

  1. DAVID BOWIELOOKING FOR WATER ( FROM JOHN, RICHMOND, VIRGINIA)                       But I lost God in a New York minute
    Don’t know about you but my heart’s not in it
    (Looking looking looking)
    I’m looking for water
  2. HEAVEN 17WE DON’T NEED THAT FASCIST GROOVE THANG (FROM MICHAEL, NYC, NY)                                                                                                                                                       Have you heard it on the news
    About this fascist groove thang
    Evil men with racist views
    Spreading all across the land
    Don’t just sit there on your ass
    Unlock that funky chaindance
    Brothers, sisters shoot your best
    We don’t need this fascist groove thang
  3. FIONA APPLE & MICHAEL WAYLANTINY HANDS (WOMEN’S MARCH CHANT)            We don’t want your tiny hands
    Anywhere near our underpants
  4. PUSSY RIOTMAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN 
  5. THE THEARMAGEDDON  (FROM SEAN, NYC, NY)                                                                                                          They’re 5 miles high as the crow flies
    Leavin’ vapour trails against a blood red sky
    Movin’ in from the East toward the West
    With Balaclava helmets over their heads, yes!
  6. THE LAST POETSBLESSED ARE THOSE WHO STRUGGLE (FROM RACHEL, PHILADELPHIA, PENNSYLVANIA)                                                                                             Blessed are those who struggle
    Oppression is worse than the grave
    Better to die for a noble cause
    than to live and die a slave
  7. THE HOMOPHONESYOU’RE UGLY (FROM TOM, BOSTON, MA)
  8. PJ HARVEYTHE WORDS THAT MAKETH THE MURDER 
    I’ve seen and done things I want to forget;
    I’ve seen soldiers fall like lumps of meat,
    Blown and shot out beyond belief.
    Arms and legs were in the trees.
  9. WIREMR. SUIT (FROM MARK, NORTHAMPTON, MA)                                                            Take your fucking money and shove it up your arse
    ‘Cause you think you understand, well it’s a fucking farce
    I’m tired of fucking phonies, that’s right I’m tired of you
    Alright, no, no, no, no, no, no, Mr. Suit
  10. GOTYESMOKE AND MIRRORS (FROM NANCY, NORTHAMPTON, MA)                         You’re a fraud and you know it
    But it’s too good to throw it all away
    Anyone would do the same
    You’ve got ’em going
    And you’re careful not to show it
    Sometimes you even fool yourself a bit
    It’s like magic
    But it’s always been a smoke and mirrors game
  11. DJ SHADOWNOBODY SPEAK (HEATHER, ATLANTA, GEORGIA)                                     Flame your crew quicker than Trump fucks his youngest
    Now face the flame, fuckers, your fame and fate’s done with
  12. COCOROSIE (FT. ANOHNI)SMOKE ‘EM OUT
  13. CAROLINE ROSE – BLOOD ON YOUR BOOTHEELS                                                                    Think if you act like a man, you can alter this wheel; You can’t make it in this world without that blood on your bootheels.
  14. MARVIN GAYEINNER CITY BLUES (FROM JEN, BRIGHTON, MA)                                     Rockets, moon shots
    Spend it on the have nots
    Money, we make it
    Fore we see it you take it
    Oh, make you wanna holler
    The way they do my life
    Make me wanna holler
    The way they do my life
    This ain’t livin’, this ain’t livin’

 

HOUR TWO:

  1. JOHNNY MARRLITTLE KING                                                                                                     When the little king
    Rode on his horse
    Into the darkened wood
    No one believed
    That he’d return
    They thought he’d gone for good
    As he looked down to see the lake
    He found a secret key
    The little king he couldn’t wait
  2. NINE INCH NAILSHEAD LIKE A HOLE                                                                                      Head like a hole.
    Black as your soul.
    I’d rather die than give you control.                                                                                                                  (More links and lyrics coming soon)
  3. THE DAMNED – I THINK I’M WONDERFUL (A SONG *FROM* DJT)
  4. GANG OF FOUR – WHO AM I? ( FROM ED, BOSTON, MA)
  5. GREEN DAY – TROUBLED TIMES
  6. HENRY ROLLINS – LIAR (A SONG *FROM* DJT)
  7. EDDIE VEDDER – SOCIETY (FROM NANCY, NORTHAMPTON, MA)
  8. BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN – WRECKING BALL (FROM EMILY, SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA)
  9. AMY RAY – LET IT RING ( FROM JASON, GAINESVILLE, GA)
  10. HOLLY HERNDON – INTERFERENCE
  11. ENTER THE HAGGIS – THE BASKET OR THE BLADE (FROM SPENCE, HOLYOKE, MA)
  12. DEAD KENNEDYS – WE’VE GOT BIGGER PROBLEMS NOW (FROM MARK, WINSTON-SALEM, NC)
  13. MICHAEL JACKSON– BAD (FROM RUTH, ATLANTA, GEORGIA)                                                                                                                   (AFTER HOURS TUNES)
  14. LILY ALLEN – FUCK YOU
  15. GODSMACK – I FUCKING HATE YOU (FROM SARAH, CHARLESTOWN, MA)
  16. SWIMMING POOL Q’S – BODIES (JESSICA, BOSTON, MA)
  17. LORDS OF ACID – PUSSY (FROM SHANE, ATLANTA, GEORGIA)

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THE FINAL WORD:

Let the record show that I did not consent to this.

Let it show that I did not vote for this man, that he did not represent me, that I did not believe he was deserving of being here, that I grieved his ascension.

Let History record my objection to him, to the ways he humiliated women and vilified Muslims and threatened protestors and disregarded people of color.

Let it record my repulsion at his tremendous cruelty, his lack of compassion, his contempt for dissension, his absence of simple decency.

Let witnesses mark down my disgust at the way he boasted of infidelity, at how he ridiculed a disabled reporter, at the way he attacked female opponents for their appearance, at the way he marginalized immigrants.

Let it be remembered that I did not look the other way when women accused him of assault, when the reality of his Russian alliances came to light, when he refused to share his tax records—though large portions of the American media and its people chose to.

Let it be remembered that I did not buy into the fear that he perpetuated of those with brown skin or hijabs or foreign birthplaces.

Let the record show that I looked on with disbelief as he spent countless early morning and middle-of-the-night hours following the election on social media, broadcasting a steady stream of petulant, insecure, incoherent messages instead of preparing to do a job he was ill-equipped for and seemingly not all that interested in.

Let the record show that I watched him assemble a Cabinet of billionaires and bigots, of people woefully unqualified to steward our children, our safety, our healthcare, our financial stability—and that I was horrified by it all.

Let it be remembered that my faith would not allow me to fall in line behind this man while so many professed religious people did; that I saw nothing resembling Jesus in him, and that to declare him Christian would have been to toss aside everything I grew up believing faith in Christ manifested in a life.

Let History record my grieving at the racism and bigotry and homophobia that characterized his campaign, marked his supporters, and is evident in his assembling Administration.

Let it be known that I was one of the more than 65 million people who voted for Hillary Clinton; who understood that though flawed, she was an intelligent, experienced, passionate public servant with the temperament, commitment, and qualifications to lead and lead well.

Let the record show that I greatly lamented the day of his inauguration, and that I promised to join together with other good people to loudly resist and oppose every unscrupulous, dangerous, unjust and dishonest act this new Administration engages in.

History has been littered with horrible people who did terrible things with power, because too many good people remained silent. And since my fear is that we are surely entering one of those periods in our story, I wanted to make sure that I was recorded for posterity:

I do not believe this man’s actions are normal.
I do not believe he is emotionally stable.
I do not believe he cares about the full, beautiful diversity of America.
I do not believe he respects women.
I do not believe he is pro-life other than his own.
I do not believe the sick and the poor and the hurting matter to him in the slightest.
I do not believe he is a man of faith or integrity or nobility.
I do not believe his concern is for anything outside his reflection in the mirror.

I believe he is a danger to our children.
I believe he is a threat to our safety.
I believe he is careless with our people.
I believe he is reckless with his power.
I believe America will be less secure, less diverse, less compassionate, and less decent under his leadership.

And if I prove to be wrong, it will be one of the most joyful errors of my life. I will own these words and if necessary, willingly and gladly admit my misjudgment because it will mean that America is a better and stronger nation, and the world a more peaceful place.

But right now I don’t see that happening.

Right now I am worried for my country, concerned for our planet, scared for the future of my children, and greatly saddened that 62 million Americans seem okay with all of this.

Let the record show that I was not okay with it.

Not at all.

-John Pavlovitz

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