KOTA-TV
KOTA-TV, channel 7, is a Fox-affiliated television station affiliate based in Rapid City, South Dakota, USA. Owned by Gray Television, KOTA-TV has a co-located studio/office and transmitter facility located on Skyline Drive in Rapid City.
KOTA-TV also operates a full-power satellite in Lead, South Dakota, KHSD-TV (channel 5), which can also be seen over the air in Rapid City. KHSD's transmitter is located near Spearfish, South Dakota.
History
Channel 7 debuted as KRSD-TV on January 21, 1958. It was owned by Heart of the Black Hills Broadcasters, a company controlled by John, Eli, and Henry Daniels, along with KRSD radio (1340 AM, now KTOQ). The station was a primary NBC affiliate, sharing ABC with CBS affiliate KOTA-TV (channel 3). Two years later, in January 1960, KRSD-TV started a satellite station on channel 5 in Lead, KDSJ-TV; the Daniels brothers already operated KDSJ radio (980 AM) in nearby Deadwood. But NBC was apparently unhappy with the stations' technical operations and, on September 13, 1970, KRSD-TV was forced to join CBS, while KOTA-TV launched a new joint-primary affiliation with both ABC and NBC.
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by Cathy Davey
Cathy Davey
by: Cathy DaveyYou should save things, we should save things
But I don't, I lose things, I lose things
I lost the whole thing in one go
When it could have been saved but I let it go
It was my heart drive, it won't obey me
Takes that information, fills my memory
It churns out non-sense when I reload
I have to decode every single sentence
I don't pour whisky down my neck at night
I don't go binging on the weekend, pass out on the floor
I take good care of you, but you like to attack
By coagulating everything before handing at back
We should save things but I don't, I break things, I break things
I broke my baby, my newest baby
When I could have saved it all but I let it go
It was a major and it started slow
It had a rhythm that could make you move in ways you didn't know
It had this wall of string and a lingering feeling
But it's all gone thanks to yours truly
I don't pour whisky down my neck at night
I don't go binging on the weekend, pass out on the floor
I take good care of you, but you like to attack
By coagulating everything before handing at back
You take a chainsaw and drive it centreline
Straight through my insides when I lose my mind
I'm changing over to a Mac, if you don't give my files back
And it better be intact or it's scrapheap for you