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I'm not a killer, but don't push me.
It's amazing how quickly time passes when actually busy.
I will be an honorary drag king on Saturday night. Well, not really, but I will be running the music for their show. Apparantly I wasn't the only performer manhandled by the lesbians. And by that I mean, I wasn't the only person who was negotiated at the VERY last minute by the event organizers. Let's just hope they'll have turntables. Otherwise I'll be singing house music for an hour. Do you know how difficult that is?
Those thugs you know ain't friendly. Those jewels you rock make them envy.
I often get asked to define such terms as 'bling', 'ice', 'grill', 'Cris', as well as such verbs as 'rockin'', 'spitting', 'flossing' and 'crunked up'. I don't mind this at all. But it does amuse me at times.
So far at my DJ gigs I've felt sort of embarassed when I show up with my Slip-N-Slide singles and Mary J Blige and whatever else would fit into my interpretation of a dream "The Box" Block. I have no idea what the official difference between intelligence dance music and progressive dance music and trance and techno and down tempo and house and two-step and acid and electronica. Ok, that's an exaggeration. I have pretty decent knowledge, especially for someone who doesn't specialize in it. But if quizzed on the nuances, I'd fail miserably. But I specialize in booty music, I suppose. I mix in some dance remixes and other songs with good bass and high bpm's. I can be a snob in my own personal taste, but when it comes to live DJ, I'm all about moving the crowd. I don't want to play music that's okay if someone happens to be in the mood to dance. I want to play music that makes people HAVE to dance beause they can't let the song pass unnoticed. And then I'll occasionally mix in some new song that's unfamiliar to people, but at that point, they're already moving.
I'm sure when I produce beats I'll take pride in turning people off with my weird and offkilter isht. And if someone comes over to my humble abode, I might subject them to bizarre obscure beautiful isht. But I refuse to do that at the club. It doesn't matter if I'm playing my favorite song of all time -- if people start to leave the floor for a drink refill, I'll quickly switch to Oochie Wally.
I will be an honorary drag king on Saturday night. Well, not really, but I will be running the music for their show. Apparantly I wasn't the only performer manhandled by the lesbians. And by that I mean, I wasn't the only person who was negotiated at the VERY last minute by the event organizers. Let's just hope they'll have turntables. Otherwise I'll be singing house music for an hour. Do you know how difficult that is?
Those thugs you know ain't friendly. Those jewels you rock make them envy.
I often get asked to define such terms as 'bling', 'ice', 'grill', 'Cris', as well as such verbs as 'rockin'', 'spitting', 'flossing' and 'crunked up'. I don't mind this at all. But it does amuse me at times.
So far at my DJ gigs I've felt sort of embarassed when I show up with my Slip-N-Slide singles and Mary J Blige and whatever else would fit into my interpretation of a dream "The Box" Block. I have no idea what the official difference between intelligence dance music and progressive dance music and trance and techno and down tempo and house and two-step and acid and electronica. Ok, that's an exaggeration. I have pretty decent knowledge, especially for someone who doesn't specialize in it. But if quizzed on the nuances, I'd fail miserably. But I specialize in booty music, I suppose. I mix in some dance remixes and other songs with good bass and high bpm's. I can be a snob in my own personal taste, but when it comes to live DJ, I'm all about moving the crowd. I don't want to play music that's okay if someone happens to be in the mood to dance. I want to play music that makes people HAVE to dance beause they can't let the song pass unnoticed. And then I'll occasionally mix in some new song that's unfamiliar to people, but at that point, they're already moving.
I'm sure when I produce beats I'll take pride in turning people off with my weird and offkilter isht. And if someone comes over to my humble abode, I might subject them to bizarre obscure beautiful isht. But I refuse to do that at the club. It doesn't matter if I'm playing my favorite song of all time -- if people start to leave the floor for a drink refill, I'll quickly switch to Oochie Wally.