Saturday, February 19, 2011
I saw him the moment I walked in the room. He just stood out amongst the sea of tilted caps and hoodies. I could feel my face get red as I looked down and even though I did notice that the floor was filthy, somehow it just seemed so clean with all those fresh set of kicks. Everything felt so familiar like I was coming home after straying for years. I slowly looked up and he was right in front of me. My heart started to pound out of my throat, but he didn't notice I was there until Mos's Mathematics poured out of the speakers. The whole room began to roar and all of their arms swung up like a group of schools boys eager to let the DJ know that they knew the answer. I almost got so caught up to realize he was looking at me strait in the eyes. It had been so long since we were face to face.
I remember that summer like it was yesterday. I was just a teenager, we held hands under the Black Moon, talked bout the things we had in Common, shared our B.I.G dreams and walked all over this big and beautiful city from the Boogie Down to Jay Street. He'd been in my life for years but I was too young to see or understand him. I was too young to understand a lot of things, but I was starting to feel that I was apart of something greater than myself. At some point I started to sneak out every Thursday night to meet him at 1am and would sneak back in when the sun came up. Very few things even mattered to me at the time, but the one thing I knew for sure was that my life had changed that summer.
And then came the other night and there he was again. 15+ years later as if I was seeing him for the first time. I wasn’t a little girl anymore, yet I almost felt like I was. I felt that same rush of excitement in every song that the DJ played. The energy that drove me to everything I am today. The inspiration for picking up my first needle and dropping it on the wax. To think that I was all broken hearted because I thought that he had left, but I finally realized that he had been there all along. I was just too caught up to even realize it. I can’t help it but I love hip-hop and he’s a big part of who I am.
Friday, February 18, 2011
Last week a fellow DJ dropped a song that seemed familiar yet sounded so new and so amazing that I had to run up to him and ask him what it was. It’s ironic because it was a song from an album that I already owned. Minnie Riperton’s album 'Come Into My Garden', the song was "Le Fleur". I must of bought that record over a decade ago, and it slipped through my ear drums probably because I didn’t exactly have a very sophisticated ear for music at the time. Or, I just hear it differently now. Something similar even happened with my beloved Stevie a couple of years ago and it was from his most successful album ‘Talking Book‘. The song “I believe”. I always thought it was a good song, but it wasn’t until I listened to it in it’s entirety one day that I realized it was an AMAZING song. The thing with Stevie is he always gets me with his bridges. I mean they come out of nowhere like that piece of gooey creamy chocolate cake that suddenly appears in the fridge. Everyone needs to listen to all of Stevie’s songs all the way through even if the song doesn’t grab you at first, there might be a tasty treat hidden at the end.
In either case, there is nothing better than falling in love with something I’ve already had for years.
I have had very un pure thoughts about a certain overplayed and extremely popular pop song.
I love this song. I love it so much that I have it on repeat when I go to the gym. In fact this song is the reason why I am able to jog for 45+ minutes strait at 6m pr hr! I also love listening to this song whenever I’m getting ready to go out with my girlfriends or go an a date. I often look forward to playing this song when I’m Djing, and I sometimes resent those cool, hipster types at those swanky lounges because I know that I would be so out of line to play this song for them so I don’t. This song is so played out that the hipsters would probably stone me for playing it.
I’m sorry people, I know I’m suppose to be cool, hip and have a super fresh perspective of music and I do. But the beat (just the beat) to Black Eye Peas The time, is just SICK! It’s insanely sick and it makes me hot, it makes feel really sexy. It makes my booty move. It inspires me to literally go the extra mile. I have heard people say that pop music is like junk food for the soul. Well, I eat at least one reeses peanut butter cup a day (sometimes 2). I also eat big salads, fruits, protein and I work out 5xs a week so I don’t feel too guilty about it So the same goes for BEPs ‘the time‘. I have a very extensive music collection from Gil Scott Heron to Mozart so f--- it. I need a little cheesy pop in my life!
(ps im only talking about the BEAT, the hook and vocals suck)
Monday, February 14, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
New York City Hip-Hop Deficiency Syndrome
-You have more than one black eye peas's song rotating on your 'work out play list'.
-You have no kids yet you can name 2 or more Justin Beiber songs.
-You think that Keisha is a rapper.
-You are one of the 1000+ people who have been in the crowd when I'm spinning a Guru tribute and had no idea WTF I was doing.
Listen to one of the following songs every hour for the next 2 days.
Consult your local DJ immediately if you have a Nicki Minaj song stuck in your head.
If you are under 18yrs of age you are more prone to NYC Hip-Hop Dificiency Syndrome, it is advised that you double the dose.
playlist at MixPod.com
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
I had a conversation today with an acquaintance about another DJ. This acquaintance was criticizing this DJ and one of his criticisms were that this DJ played too much Stevie Wonder. Hmmm well, again, this was an acquaintance so he obviously didn't know me very well. Maybe its personal, or maybe its true but
I honestly believe that there is no such thing as too much stevie wonder.
I have played stevie wonder back to back for hours, and doing so has literally created a riot of excitement on the dance floor. In fact I use to do it all the time. I eventually linked up with some other 'stevie wonder junkies' and dedicated a whole night to stevie wonder. These fellow junkies took the party to a whole 'nother' level and started what is known today as 'Wonderfull' One of the hottest annual parties in new york.
So once again, there can never be too much stevie wonder.
Its kind of like how there can never be too much love in your life, or too many fruits and veggies in your diet, stevie's music is just good for your health and well being.
So my point? Don't ever tell me that I or any other dj is playing too much stevie wonderm especially when very few DJs are even still gracing our sweet lounges and hot dancefloors with his incredible energy. Its ironic bc the conversation actually made me realize that I haven't been playing enough of Stevie Wonder lately, 1-2 songs just isn't enough. We need a least 5 servings of stevie a day. So... this is about to change. Thank you ____, for making me realize that xo :)