<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740</id><updated>2012-02-13T02:59:00.034-08:00</updated><category term='Susan Surandon'/><category term='Amy Winehouse'/><category term='jon stewart'/><category term='Central Park Boathouse'/><category term='Carol C.'/><category term='Dry Hands'/><category term='old-school'/><category term='DJ Kiss'/><category term='Marquee Nightclub'/><category term='joonbug'/><category term='Beirut'/><category term='Yankees'/><category term='adele'/><category term='coffee house'/><category term='New Year&apos;s Eve 2011'/><category term='Justin Beiber'/><category term='Night club'/><category term='auction'/><category term='Stevie Wonder'/><category term='Making Books Sing'/><category term='Ed Norton'/><category term='show tunes'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='Sounds of February'/><category term='Jam Session'/><category term='igmar thomas trio'/><category term='Uniqlo'/><category term='girls'/><category term='John Hughes'/><category term='halloween music'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='David Byrne'/><category term='D&apos;angelos'/><category term='Gerard Butler'/><category term='Gucci'/><category term='good music'/><category term='New Year&apos;s Eve 2010'/><category term='pop culture'/><category term='Avenue'/><category term='Tillman&apos;s Live'/><category term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><category term='good food'/><category term='Tillman&apos;s'/><category term='Tess'/><category term='Sneaker'/><category term='Precious'/><category term='Lifelong Resolutions'/><category term='Nickodemus'/><category term='female'/><category term='New York'/><category term='Lauryn Hill'/><category term='\'/><category term='rock'/><category term='Disc Jockey'/><category term='Savor Sundays'/><category term='Bell Cafe'/><category term='Winter'/><category term='Corinne Bailey Rae'/><category term='Eric Lewis'/><category term='good energy'/><category term='Stilla'/><category term='Aaron Abernathy'/><category term='Courtney Love'/><category term='Janine Driver'/><category term='1979'/><category term='1989 pop music'/><category term='The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill'/><category term='Donnie Wahlberg'/><category term='M.I.A.'/><category term='Si Se'/><category term='Christina Aguilera'/><category term='Whitney Houston'/><category term='March music releases'/><category term='Slang'/><category term='Musicians'/><category term='Erika Hamilton'/><category term='Dole Real Fruit Bites'/><category term='Lil Kim'/><category term='Mercury Retrograde'/><category term='studio 54'/><category term='Anthony Hamilton'/><category term='Live Jazz'/><category term='Minnie Riperton'/><category term='funk'/><category term='Night Life'/><category term='Event'/><category term='Guru'/><category term='I-Pod'/><category term='The Winter'/><category term='What makes a good DJ'/><category term='erikathedj'/><category term='Tween hits from the 90s'/><category term='Russel Crowe'/><category term='JellyBean Benitez'/><category term='DJ Booth Etiquette'/><category term='Adam Goldstein'/><category term='2000s'/><category term='love songs'/><category term='New Year&apos;s 2012'/><category term='Beyonce'/><category term='Gil Scott Heron'/><category term='music industry'/><category term='Sade'/><category term='Grammies'/><category term='Spring Fever'/><category term='80s'/><category term='Martin Luther King Jr.'/><category term='pop music'/><category term='Gigs'/><category term='no dancing'/><category term='New Year&apos;s Resolution'/><category term='Best of 2000s'/><category term='Today Show'/><category term='Subway'/><category term='Single Ladies'/><category term='The Sounds of April'/><category term='lip care'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='Grammys. Girls'/><category term='Molly Ringwald'/><category term='Mayor Koch'/><category term='Ne-Yo'/><category term='Funky Drummer'/><category term='chapped lips'/><category term='dancing'/><category term='NYC nightlife'/><category term='Esperanza Spalding'/><category term='Sonic Chocolate'/><category term='favorite slang'/><category term='mix'/><category term='DJ Ellie D'/><category term='Fatboy Slim'/><category term='N&apos;Dea Davenport'/><category term='DJ'/><category term='Nivea'/><category term='Building Community Bridges'/><category term='Gangstarr'/><category term='Sri Lakan'/><category term='Lenny Kravitz'/><category term='DJ AM'/><category term='Jay-Z'/><category term='Rolling Stone Magazine'/><category term='Marquee'/><category term='Fountain of Youth'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='SNL Afterparty'/><category term='Adrian Brody'/><category term='Cold Weather'/><category term='Kid Cudi'/><category term='common'/><category term='Gang Starr'/><category term='Salon Millesime'/><category term='Disco Naps'/><category term='Beautiful'/><category term='Williamsburg'/><category term='Enyonam Nanevie'/><category term='Augie&apos;s'/><category term='Music'/><category term='New York City'/><category term='Peter Oasis'/><category term='Eric Vega'/><category term='relaxation'/><category term='Chandon Pink Party'/><category term='Jason Strauss'/><category term='Karsh Kale'/><category term='pop'/><category term='Kiehl&apos;s'/><category term='Wale'/><category term='cabaret law'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='RIP'/><category term='Noah Tepperberg'/><category term='Pras'/><category term='1989 music'/><category term='Smoke'/><category term='Legendary Damon'/><category term='teen flicks'/><title type='text'>A Girl's Guide to DJaying</title><subtitle type='html'>The chronicles of a girl, who happens to be a DJ</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>254</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-5215027478458282228</id><published>2012-02-12T02:08:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T00:45:51.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whitney Houston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>"I decided long ago, never to walk in anyone's shadow"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CqdHTH7fmSM/TzeeyWQRPcI/AAAAAAAABBc/jsK115iMNok/s1600/whitney%2B1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CqdHTH7fmSM/TzeeyWQRPcI/AAAAAAAABBc/jsK115iMNok/s320/whitney%2B1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708205640519859650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About six months ago, I was writing about Amy Winehouse only a few weeks after writing about Gil Scott Heron. I found that I wrote more about their &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lives &lt;/span&gt;than their actual music. After learning about Whitney Houston today I started listening to some of her songs and I felt a strong surge of bitter sweet nostalgia. From akward slow dances at summer camp to the bright lipstick and bold colorful bracelets I would beg my mom to buy for me. I suppose it would be "cooler" of me to feel a stronger connection to the music performed by Gil Scott or Amy Winehouse, but it would be a lie. Whitney's songs was not only apart of my childhood soundtrack, but her infectious voice continues to strike me. The subtle cracks when she shifts a note and the clean high notes that she belts with such an extraordinary grace are so incredibly &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;rich&lt;/span&gt; and addictive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people initially reacted to Whitney Houston's death with thoughts about her turbulent lifestyle. However, unlike a lot of the fallen stars of our generation I do believe that Whitney's voice will reign supreme in our memories.  Most 'rock stars' that die from a drug overdose are remembered for the way that they died but Whitney Houston will be remembered for the way she lived. Her voice had so much more life in one song than most singers will have in their career.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-5215027478458282228?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5215027478458282228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-decided-long-ago-never-to-walk-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5215027478458282228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5215027478458282228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-decided-long-ago-never-to-walk-in.html' title='&quot;I decided long ago, never to walk in anyone&apos;s shadow&quot;'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CqdHTH7fmSM/TzeeyWQRPcI/AAAAAAAABBc/jsK115iMNok/s72-c/whitney%2B1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-6312371812132690302</id><published>2012-02-09T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T02:10:20.129-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Sore Muscles</title><content type='html'>For about 4-5 consecutive months last year I worked out 4xs a week for 2-4hrs a day. This would be the first time in my entire life that I worked out as much as I did. I guess I stopped once it started to pay off and this was in June. I recently started working out again for about 3xs a week for an hour a day but I keep 'upping the ante' every week. I feel sore at least once a week and sometimes it actually really hurts to laugh. Truth be told, I love the feeling. The feeling that I am working hard at something that is healthy and fulfilling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night when I was spinning at Empire Hotel I was feeling pretty sore from working out the day before, but as I was spinning I had that same satisfaction from my DJ set. I really didn't DJ much in January and it took a while for me to warm up last night, but I kept pushing myself. I realized that I much prefer a challenge. I get bored when it's too easy. It is truly rewarding to know that I worked really hard to build up a crowd and create a good vibe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure in about a month or two, I will be able to do 1K crunches in one gym session. At this point, I won't have to work out as much.......but no matter how many times I spin out (and it is highly possible I have DJd over 1K parties) I hope that I never get to a point where I feel I've reached my 'top form'. I would never want to believe that my skills as a DJ is a finished product. I hope I always have the desire to keep pushing myself and be great. Every time I walk out of a gig, I want to exhale the same satisfaction I feel when I'm dripping in sweat and walking out of the gym.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-6312371812132690302?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/6312371812132690302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2012/02/sore-muscles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6312371812132690302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6312371812132690302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2012/02/sore-muscles.html' title='Sore Muscles'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-6046880895329526528</id><published>2012-01-31T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T01:17:39.755-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>So Bad = So Good</title><content type='html'>Whenever I am in need of a good laugh, I watch random 80s and 90s video. If I didn't know better, I would think some of them are intended to be parodies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lionel Richie Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/b_ILDFp5DGA?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Color me Badd I Adore Mi Amour &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/92NdfSeOLA0?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-6046880895329526528?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/6046880895329526528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-bad-so-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6046880895329526528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6046880895329526528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-bad-so-good.html' title='So Bad = So Good'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/b_ILDFp5DGA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-5347635046130083723</id><published>2012-01-29T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T15:37:40.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabaret law'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no dancing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>The Ugly Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8EesIXo5fts/TyYa25cNl8I/AAAAAAAABAc/6B50CWjYjH4/s1600/nodancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8EesIXo5fts/TyYa25cNl8I/AAAAAAAABAc/6B50CWjYjH4/s320/nodancing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703275508545722306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started DJing professionally in the early 2000s which was towards the end of Rudy  Giuliani's term as Mayor of NYC. Most people already know that the Giuliani administration had a major impact on New York City nightlife. Most 'notably' would be the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;re&lt;/span&gt;-enforcement of 'the cabaret law'. The basis of this law is: "Any room, place, or space in New York City in which patron dancing is permitted...requires a Cabaret license" (nyc.gov). At the time, the only way to obtain this license was if you're establishment was NOT located in a residential neighborhood. So in other words Giuliani made it illegal for people to 'go dancing' just about everywhere in New York City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately for me I wasn't a very good DJ in the early 00s so the issue of 'patron dancing' wasn't exactly an 'issue' for me. I do however remember that the cops use to stop in and do their rounds at almost every single one of my gigs. So... this wasn't just a a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;stupid &lt;/span&gt;law, this was a stupid law that was also being aggressively and regularly enforced by the NYPD. I found it all to be kind of amusing but of course the owners of these establishments did not find these situations to be very funny. Many of them were slapped with fines, and in some cases certain establishments lost their liquor license simply because they didn't enforce the 'NO DANCING' rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point I started to do some research on the origins of 'the cabaret laws' in NYC. The law was originally established in the 1920s when Jazz (once known as the "devil's music") was a new and progressive genre of music that was sneaking it's way into bars, clubs and lounges all over the city. The law was basically established during prohibition as a way to regulate nightlife. But most people believe the law was also established to shut down the jazz clubs in Harlem with the fear that Jazz would become popular enough to crossover to a widespread audience. According to an article in the village voice &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"A lot of people considered jazz to be a... degenerate music"&lt;/span&gt;.  These people also believed that the music promoted "inappropriate dancing and behavior". The Cabaret law also made it illegal for artists to perform with out a "cabaret card". The criteria for obtaining a cabaret card was that the artist had to be "of 'good' character" (oh how objective). Some of New York City's most legendary nightlife performers including Billie Holiday, Chet baker, Charlie Parker, Thelonious Monk and many more were not able to obtain a cabaret card or their card was revoked. I suppose it was because they were not of "good character".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cabaret law was eventually put on the 'back burner' in the 1960s and not taken very seriously until the mid 1990s when the Giuliani administration aggressively re-enforced the law again (as apart of Giuliani's well known "quality of life" and "zero tolerance" campaign). "Coincidentally" when the re-enforcement of the law returned in the 90s there was another progressive genre of music that was rapidly cultivating through out the NYC nightlife circuit (hip-hop).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually try to keep my posts on this blog "nice and light" but some things just hit me like a ton of bricks. Life is usually pretty simple from the DJ booth but a recent experience just reminded me of the cabaret laws in NYC. Even with all the problems we have in the world, "NY's finest" are still out and about trying to stop people from committing "the act dancing"!? But we all know that this has &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; to do with "dancing". I could list dozens of examples to 'spell it out' but I think it's pretty clear. It's actually very disappointing because I do love NYC with all my heart. It's difficult to understand how such a beautiful city that is so culturally diverse with a community that seems to uphold such strong values in social justice, is still accepting a legislation that is built on fostering discrimination. SMH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-5347635046130083723?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5347635046130083723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2012/01/ugly-truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5347635046130083723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5347635046130083723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2012/01/ugly-truth.html' title='The Ugly Truth'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8EesIXo5fts/TyYa25cNl8I/AAAAAAAABAc/6B50CWjYjH4/s72-c/nodancing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-2379567042690614195</id><published>2011-12-21T23:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T23:57:04.506-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salon Millesime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s 2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>The Fear of Success</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago I made a decision that terrified me. I turned down my usual NYE gig because for the first time in over 10 years, I felt that I needed to. I currently have a full time job as manager at a live music venue located at the Carlton Hotel called Salon Millesime and we are hosting a major NYE party. I have written about this place many times on my blog. One of my primary responsibilities is booking the talent and curating the 'sonic landscape' of the establishment. This will be the first year since 1999 that I will not be in the DJ booth as I enter the new year. The first year that I will not have my headphones wrapped around my neck, the first year that I won't know what the first song will be and in truth I am terrified and my stomach has turned around in circles over it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It suddenly dawned on me however that the experiences I have encountered with this job have been truly extraordinary. I have produced concerts with some of my most talented friends including N'Dea Davenport and Carol C. of Si Se. I have assisted in engineering the sound for performances by artists like Ne-Yo, Estelle, Pras, Lil Kim and Miguel. I have handed the mic to artists like Jay-Z and Kanye. I have booked and toasted with legends in the making like Esperanza Spalding, Eric Lewis and Bob Mover. Last night I was talking to Talib Kweli as he was spinning at Millesime about booking him for a concert next month. I might not be DJing as much, but what I am creating and working on is so much greater than any DJ set could ever be. If anything, I am still DJing and selecting the music but through a much stronger and significantly more distinguished medium. To curate, produce, engineer and host live concerts with such incredible talent is actually a dream come true. They say success is not what and how much you achieve, but it is knowing and embracing success AS you are achieving it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a had a lot of opportunities handed to me in life, but this job did not come easy. This is a position that I worked really hard to acquire and in order to be great at it, I must continue to work hard. In fact this might be the first "real" FT job that is truly fulfilling me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be slightly shifting gears but I will never stop spinning. I will continue DJing at least once a week. I will continue writing about it too. I realized that the thing that makes my stomach turn about NYE is realizing that I am actually evolving, I am growing, I am achieving and succeeding and I find it to be simply terrifying. The world always seems so much safer with my headphones on but I have big things that I need to do and I can't accomplish any of them, if I continue to hide behind the DJ booth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-2379567042690614195?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2379567042690614195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/12/fear-of-success.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2379567042690614195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2379567042690614195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/12/fear-of-success.html' title='The Fear of Success'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-8303765141360982550</id><published>2011-12-03T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T01:07:21.473-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>The Higher Ground</title><content type='html'>I started this blog with a lot of heart. I love DJing and whenever I would share my experiences from the DJ booth, I would feel a strong sense of gratitude. I would realize how privileged I am. I am so lucky to be able to have a career that evolves around the single thing in life that I love the most: music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog became a haven for me. A safe space for me to express my passion in life. This blog was just something that I did for myself. It was never about making it successful or being competitive. I was and still am and always will be doing it for the love. Not just blogging, but DJing too. I have been so busy lately that I didn't even realize that my domain had expired. Within 1 day after it expired someobody actually bought it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's devastating to see my blog come up on google searches and have it go to someone else's website. What kind of person would do that? Someone who preys on the passion and heart I have put into this. Someone who wants me to pay a high price to take it back from them. I have decided what I am going to do, but out of complete paranoia I am not going to share it, until it's done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, the path I have chosen will reflect all of my values. People can be greedy or competitive, but they won't bring that out of me. I do believe love conquers all and all the love I have for this blog will supersede anyone's tasteless tactics and pointless greed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-8303765141360982550?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8303765141360982550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/12/higher-ground.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8303765141360982550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8303765141360982550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/12/higher-ground.html' title='The Higher Ground'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-1480363501681940899</id><published>2011-12-02T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T01:30:14.858-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Heads Up</title><content type='html'>I've been so busy that I let the 'a girls guide to djaying' domain name expire. Before I could just take care of it, someone else bought it. This is really breaking my heart and I am doing everything I can to rectify the situation. In the meantime please find me at agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-1480363501681940899?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1480363501681940899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/12/heads-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1480363501681940899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1480363501681940899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/12/heads-up.html' title='Heads Up'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-2300371173388503981</id><published>2011-11-18T00:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T23:19:53.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>When I first started DJing, I was brought up and mentored by some of the most respected 'purists' in the game. The very idea of going digital was simply preposterous. I spent all of my money and free time going record shopping. It was all about the vinyl.  It breaks my heart when I try to find a record store these days and remember that most of them have closed. I'm not even talking about just vinyl, even CDs have gone extinct. I just wonder as I watch a new generation of DJs come up if they ever felt the buzz from going thru crates and crates of 12"s. Those cardboard squares encased in thick plastic sleeves. I use to love the sound those sleeves  would make as I sifted through a bunch of records.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there are all these programs/software that automix MP3s and create scratching effects. Some of these programs aren't even using turntables anymore. I wonder how can these new DJs love the art with out even touching a piece of wax. How can they know what DJing is all about if they've never held a beat at the tips of their fingers? It's like taking the strings from a guitar and replacing them with buttons. It's NOT the same.I can't imagine falling in love with a bunch of buttons that make a scratch, I need to touch it and feel the kick in my fingers as I move it back and forth. I love the way it feels when I gently touch the edge of the record to ever so slightly bring down the bpm. No matter what type of tech they come up with, these kids will have no clue as to what they are missing. DJing in it's purist form is a beautiful art and for the first time I am really starting to fear that it just might be fading out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-2300371173388503981?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2300371173388503981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/11/nostalgia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2300371173388503981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2300371173388503981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/11/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-3919314212774612023</id><published>2011-11-17T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T01:26:33.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Not PC</title><content type='html'>Ok, it's a official, my favorite crowd to spin for are gay men. Yes, I said it! Gay men are usually great dancers, they're uninhibited, sexy, fun, and unpretentious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-3919314212774612023?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3919314212774612023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-not-pc.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3919314212774612023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3919314212774612023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-not-pc.html' title='So Not PC'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-6423616091278499943</id><published>2011-11-08T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T22:59:55.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Health Food</title><content type='html'>In this blog I often establish a lot of parallels between food and music. I do believe that there is music that is high in intellectual and emotional nutrients. There is music that feeds your soul with goodness and keeps you healthy. With that said I also feel that there is also junk music. This music is full of empty calories and high in mental and spiritual trans fat. But since I also feel that if a song can help make someone feel something, than it's not my place to dismiss the quality of that music.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is provide myself and the people I spin for with at least 5 servings of sonic fruits and vegetables a day. But sometimes there are a lot of healthy treats that I can't really rock on the dancefloor. I have recently signed up with Spotify and I made a playlist of songs I love that I don't really get to spin out in a club or even lounge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these sonic veggies are tasty AND good for your health. I picked them from farms of all genres and eras. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just copy and paste the following link into your browser and check it out http://open.spotify.com/user/124529545/playlist/537rHH7MypICb9b7sIgYCq&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-6423616091278499943?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/6423616091278499943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/11/health-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6423616091278499943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6423616091278499943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/11/health-food.html' title='Health Food'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-2287274393821115862</id><published>2011-10-20T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T01:52:36.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jam Session'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salon Millesime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Esperanza Spalding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Esperanza</title><content type='html'>Every now and then, I look up and around the universe and yell "THANK YOU" because I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;my life. These moments are usually found in musical experiences much like the experience I had being (somewhat) apart of Ezperanza Spalding's Birthday Jam Session. (I say &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;somewhat&lt;/span&gt; because NO I wasn't jamming with these musicians). For those who DONT know, Ezperanza is the first Jazz artist to win the "BEST NEW ARTIST" Grammy in 2011 and she was up against a few other singer/musicians including some kid named Justin Beiber. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl is truly amazing and this past Tuesday I was in a room of about 50-100 musicians who were also her closet friends as they jammed the night away. It felt historic. I have read so many stories of coltrane at birdland, or dizzy at vanguard and I was actually living the tale of Esperanza at Millesime. It was a 4-5hr continuous jam session. It was divine. It was an honor and it made me grateful for every note and every split second that I was there. It's moments like this that make me realize that this is everything and this is why I do what I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bKk9NTSWmPs/Tp_g40dMpqI/AAAAAAAAA1U/-vRH9hdDGfc/s1600/IMAG0686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bKk9NTSWmPs/Tp_g40dMpqI/AAAAAAAAA1U/-vRH9hdDGfc/s320/IMAG0686.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665494123013777058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-2287274393821115862?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2287274393821115862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/10/esperanza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2287274393821115862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2287274393821115862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/10/esperanza.html' title='Esperanza'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bKk9NTSWmPs/Tp_g40dMpqI/AAAAAAAAA1U/-vRH9hdDGfc/s72-c/IMAG0686.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-926050378650618802</id><published>2011-10-04T02:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T01:36:43.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My beloved</title><content type='html'>A couple of nights ago, I had the opportunity to work a 'book launch' party. This book was in honor of the love of my life: New York City. When I say I "worked" the event, I must say that my services extended way beyond the selection of music. The event was at Salon Millesime and the Novel is called "My City, My New York" and it is a collection of essays, and statements from a ton of famous New Yorkers explaining why they love this city. The author Jeryl Brunner requested that the music would include a lot of "NYC" themed songs. Normally I would scoff at the idea of a theme, but seeking and playing songs about New York City was&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; more&lt;/span&gt; than a pleasure. From Lou Reed's Walk on the wild side into Can I Kick it, to Dee-Lite's anthem to a great cover of Frank Sintara's NY, NY I almost got away with NOT playing Empire state of mind, but of course I would never imagine leaving that one out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up getting a chance to hang out with Jeryl after the event. As a native NYCer I had to show her some love for writing a book about why New York City is the best place on earth. She is super cool and I got my own custom signed copy of the book. It was so great to be apart of an event that hosted so many influential guests who share the same passion that I have for this city. To top it off, the fall is the best time of the year for us NYers. Jazz sounds better, coffee tastes better, Central Park looks beautiful and of course the Yankees are usually in the post season. Autumn in New York is pure awesomeness (and yeah that is also the name of a famous song)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-926050378650618802?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/926050378650618802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-beloved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/926050378650618802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/926050378650618802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-beloved.html' title='My beloved'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-8688296372092237262</id><published>2011-09-30T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:32:15.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diversion</title><content type='html'>Earlier this evening, I was jonesin for something special so I decided to go shopping! I got new shoes, a new dress, but it wasn't until I was walking out of urban outfitters that I found exactly what I was &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; looking for. I noticed one of the staff singing along to the hook of a song playing in the backround. I saw her feelin it, so i took a moment to listen and then I asked her what it was and she said it was "Follow Rivers" by Lykke Li. Maybe it was a hit that I missed but I was feeling it too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the best thing in the world to stumble upon and meet a song I love. It's a super cute track with a quality that's raw but familiar. I found these live versions on you tube, but check out the studio version on I-tunes. The dress and shoes I bought are pretty hot, but that unintended and unexpected moment, really made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf?myid=85861435&amp;path=2011/09/30" quality="high" wmode="window" bgcolor="222222" flashvars="mycolor=222222&amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false" width="410" height="311" name="myflashfetish" salign="TL" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0" style="visibility:visible;width:410px;height:311px;" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://agirlsguidetodjaying.com"&gt;playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://agirlsguidetodjaying.com"&gt;AGGDJ.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-8688296372092237262?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8688296372092237262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/09/diversion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8688296372092237262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8688296372092237262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/09/diversion.html' title='Diversion'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-3619216153411795679</id><published>2011-09-19T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T01:23:50.109-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JellyBean Benitez'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>A Sweet Dream Coming True</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QF7xpfg1GY4/Tnb2TJrcCvI/AAAAAAAAA1I/_BSW09akg0o/s1600/e17976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QF7xpfg1GY4/Tnb2TJrcCvI/AAAAAAAAA1I/_BSW09akg0o/s320/e17976.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653977191086295794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, One of the first records (vinyl) I purchased (or that was purchased for me) was an EP (a single with an extra few tracks, usually 5) from Madonna's Like a Virgin album and it was bought in Japan. It had the songs &lt;em&gt;Like a Virgin, Holiday, Lucky Star &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Borderline&lt;/em&gt; on it. If I had known it would be worth so much today I probably would of taken better care of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was a very little girl, but old enough to notice my step sister was a huge Madonna fan so of coure I had to be down. I wasn't really able to read yet, but I have such a distinct memory of my brother reading the credits on the album out loud. I clearly remember him reading out "produced by JellyBean" and I was just estatic that this great album I bought was made from candy. Ha Ha I did love JellyBeans! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, 20 (ish) years later I'm not too into the candy anymore but I still love the song &lt;em&gt;Holiday&lt;/em&gt;. It's one of the few Madonna tracks that I have rocked many many times and&lt;strong&gt; this Tuesday, I will be spinning with&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; JellyBean Benitez &lt;/strong&gt;one of the producers of Holiday, which is not only an incredible track but is actually the exact song that launched Madonna's career. He also produced a few other Madonna tracks and has worked with countless artists.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more than an honor and I am totally psyched to be spinning with him. I sincerely hope you will be able to come out and enjoy the moment with me. No Cover, Just dress fresh and Bring good energy!!!! At SkyRoom 7pm-2am 330 W.40th street @ 8th avenue (rooftop).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-3619216153411795679?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3619216153411795679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/09/sweet-dream-coming-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3619216153411795679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3619216153411795679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/09/sweet-dream-coming-true.html' title='A Sweet Dream Coming True'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QF7xpfg1GY4/Tnb2TJrcCvI/AAAAAAAAA1I/_BSW09akg0o/s72-c/e17976.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-4685303399308415751</id><published>2011-09-11T00:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T00:46:02.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Spirit</title><content type='html'>I was full of optimism and dreams and for the first time those dreams where challenged in a way that I could never of imagined. Ten years ago today, I had a Monday night gig at Halo. I remember catching a cab at the end of my gig at 4am. It was a beautiful morning. I said goodnight to my friend Todd who was helping me with my records. I also noticed that Mos Def was standing in the crowd outside the club. I remember thinking to myself, "wow I didn't know that mos def was there tonight". I got into the cab, closed the door and looked out the window as I gave the driver my address. I sat back and exhaled and thought to myself: "I love my life". The next thing I remember was my roommate waking me up and breaking the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For two days I sat in front of my neighbor's television. (This neighbor happened to be someone I was dating). I just sat on his couch in awe as I watched a constant repetition of my one true love getting attacked. It was like New York City had been beaten up and hospitalized, and all I could do was watch. I felt helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As each day would pass, the world would continue to turn, the wounds would start to heal and my dreams would start to come true. I would start DJing for the most celebrated icons in today's pop culture. I would become a music editor for a hip lifestyle publication. I would also become a music supervisor for a major NYC FM radio station and almost become an MTV VJ (1 audition, 4 callbacks (go figure)). With all of my achievements I would also lose. I would lose my father, I would lose friendships and lovers. I would also grow, I'd start working in the non-profit sector with "at risk" youth and would become a youth counselor which would make me strong and lead me to making better choices. Today I am a music coordinator at a live music venue and I'm working with some of the most respected artists and DJs in the world, as I continue to spin my heart out all over the city. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Now ten years later I am full of optimism and dreams, but I now know that these dreams are unbreakable. After seeing all that I have seen, and knowing what I know, I have more faith in myself and in this city to overcome even the most insurmountable challenges. The attacks on 9/11 was supposed to break our spirit but it only made us stronger and greater than we could ever of imagined. It's been 10 years, now I know ANYTHING is possible everything can be achieved even in midst of the most trying circumstances.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-4685303399308415751?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4685303399308415751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/09/spirit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/4685303399308415751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/4685303399308415751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/09/spirit.html' title='Spirit'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-2191561039335168766</id><published>2011-09-07T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T02:02:21.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donnie Wahlberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>My First Love</title><content type='html'>Even though it's been a rough couple of weeks I did have a moment of glee last week. Not sure if I shared this on my blog before but I use to be in love with Donnie Wahlberg from the New Kids on the Block. I was like 8-10(ish) and I had the BIGGEST crush on him. On Friday I met him at Salon Millesime while he was filming a scene for BlueBloods. I was really sleep deprived and had a lot going on so seeing him in person was like receiving a present from the fairy god mother of my past. I felt like a litle girl and I got all gitty. Trust me, I've been around a lot of celebrities, but this was very different. He was about to start filming a scene and I literally went up to him and told him he was my first love. His reaction blew me away. So glad I had the courage to do what I did. We shared a very sweet moment and I caught it on film. I guess I got the "right stuff"! Ha!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qxtm3EbiZQc/TmcxFmZIYtI/AAAAAAAAA08/EF07xkLEKDM/s1600/donnie%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qxtm3EbiZQc/TmcxFmZIYtI/AAAAAAAAA08/EF07xkLEKDM/s320/donnie%2521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649538229834638034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-2191561039335168766?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2191561039335168766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-first-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2191561039335168766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2191561039335168766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-first-love.html' title='My First Love'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qxtm3EbiZQc/TmcxFmZIYtI/AAAAAAAAA08/EF07xkLEKDM/s72-c/donnie%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-6065088377817929579</id><published>2011-09-07T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T18:13:27.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>The past couple of weeks have been a little rough on me: My I-pod died, my computer died, earthquakes, hurricanes, personal challenges and a very intense and demanding work load. I have friends, I have family but I don't have any time to spend with them. Today it was pouring rain, and it was also very cold and dark and that's exactly how I feel. Ok... yeah... I know, bust out the violins. OF course nothing would please me more than to wallow in my own self pity, and indulge in my own personal web of emotions but I don't even have the time to do that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what......... people do break. Everything falls apart but I also believe that people need to break. We need to re-fresh, re-build, re-do and re-mix our lives. If we didn't, we'd never grow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DJ'd about four times in the past week and with every gig, I tried something new. I mixed Jimmy Cliff into Miike Snow, I played an album cut off of a prince record in the middle of the peak. I played a cranberries song, I played some random Digable planets song off of blowout comb, a song I didn't even know. I played Soul Makousa in the middle of a current top 40 mix. Some might say i was a bit reckless and relentless but the people LOVED it. I was not clean, I was not on auto-pilot. I was raw and I was rugged. I didn' think anything thru. I played with my soul and not my mind. I surrendered my ego into every mix, and cue'd each record as if it was my first and last. The people who heard me spin this past week, experienced my work, my heart, my passion and legacy at it's purest form. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange because I always come into each gig thinking that I need to make the people feel happy, but I really just need to make them &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; something, and that I did. I also realize that I need the people way more than they need me. Whether it is only 4 of them or 400 of them, they are the ones that carry me thru the night. I am nothing with out their energy an when I'm broken and shattered all over the place, it's the people on the dance floor that really pick up the pieces and put me back together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-6065088377817929579?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/6065088377817929579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/09/broken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6065088377817929579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6065088377817929579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/09/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-171559891751715336</id><published>2011-08-31T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T04:10:26.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>This Weekend: Don't Celebrate the End of Summer</title><content type='html'>Celebrate the BEGINNING of Fall. Not sure why everyone is all 'bummed out' about summer ending when the best time of the year is Autumn (Especially in NYC). We got so much to look forward to: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The colors of Autumn are just beautiful&lt;br /&gt;- The aroma of home cooked meals are better. &lt;br /&gt;- Halloween: best Holiday ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;- central park: nuff said&lt;br /&gt;- Love feels espcially good this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;- Fall Clothes. Fall Fashion. &lt;br /&gt;- The air is crisp and fresh. &lt;br /&gt;- Hot lattes, taste better than Iced ones, and hot chocolate is much yummier than milk chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, I'm spinning all weekend to Celebrate the Beginning of Fall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Sept 4th: World Famous Copacabana 9pm-11pm &lt;br /&gt;Monday Sept 5th:BBQ at Beekman Beach Club 4pm &lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Sept 6th Skyroom Times Square 7pm-2am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D51Aj-7gLIE/TmGsxYNJO7I/AAAAAAAAA0o/FN2jB5gTQ4w/s1600/309589_2148643549598_1051616826_2430876_6476748_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D51Aj-7gLIE/TmGsxYNJO7I/AAAAAAAAA0o/FN2jB5gTQ4w/s320/309589_2148643549598_1051616826_2430876_6476748_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647985372010462130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OIGbI41Dohg/TmGs3JvWyuI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Y9fnq0gWvg8/s1600/316108_2146273210341_1051616826_2428177_7562807_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OIGbI41Dohg/TmGs3JvWyuI/AAAAAAAAA0w/Y9fnq0gWvg8/s320/316108_2146273210341_1051616826_2428177_7562807_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647985471206640354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-171559891751715336?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/171559891751715336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/171559891751715336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/171559891751715336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-weekend.html' title='This Weekend: Don&apos;t Celebrate the End of Summer'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D51Aj-7gLIE/TmGsxYNJO7I/AAAAAAAAA0o/FN2jB5gTQ4w/s72-c/309589_2148643549598_1051616826_2430876_6476748_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-3155008894188986692</id><published>2011-08-21T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T00:03:06.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adele'/><title type='text'>8 Reasons Why I Love Adele</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J01ypjGuD7Q/TlGVfDwqXFI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/zYLNWQrxwH0/s1600/800px-Adele_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J01ypjGuD7Q/TlGVfDwqXFI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/zYLNWQrxwH0/s320/800px-Adele_2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643456168889834578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not special for this and I also know it may seem that I'm a little late to the party, but I have become a little more careful and selective with the artists that I choose to praise on this blog. There are several qualities I seek in an artist to determine their "greatness". As of late, Adele has truly encompassed and superseded all of these characteristics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8: &lt;/span&gt;The song&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; "First Love"&lt;/span&gt;. Ok , we get it: Adele has had her heart broken and she has written a lot of music that reflects her inner torment. Truth be told, I'm not really into "downer" music. The idea that an artist can only be great if they suffer is (in my opinion) BS. So, with that said I do realize that Adele does write about her pain a lot but in midst of all of this, she still has a sweet tooth for happy  moments. "First love" demonstrates her range. It's almost as if she puts her emotions on a diet and delivers a super sweet and light song about love. It's a refreshing piece of sunshine in midst of her dark and deep debut album. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7: &lt;/span&gt;I am going to collect a lot of cash as I have started to bet that Adele will be taking home at least 5 grammys in February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; She is beautiful....but really.... she is. Of course she is a little "thick" but it drives me crazy when people claim one of the reasons they love adele is bc she became successful even though she is considered "fat" and "unattractive". What kind of person can love and admire someone for that? She is beautiful. Clearly we all see and feel something very special about her so let's just leave it at that people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; Of course any artists that can create a masterpiece as great as 19 at the age of 19 gets some serious 'kudos'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Her Voice (Nuff Said)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; She considers the Spice Girls to be a huge influence over her career. C'mon how many credible artists today would be able to admit to something like that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Singer, Songwriter, Musician Producer: Even though we do tend to take these credits for granted, we shouldn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt; The song &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Rolling in the Deep" &lt;/span&gt;. She is an artist that is known for her solemn ballads and has successfully managed to write a flawless club anthem. "Rolling in the Deep" is rich with soul, vibrance and over all "umph"! She gets the people passionately moving on the dance floor. I am a DJ so of course that is my #1 reason for loving Adele.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-3155008894188986692?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3155008894188986692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/08/8-reasons-why-i-love-adele.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3155008894188986692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3155008894188986692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/08/8-reasons-why-i-love-adele.html' title='8 Reasons Why I Love Adele'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J01ypjGuD7Q/TlGVfDwqXFI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/zYLNWQrxwH0/s72-c/800px-Adele_2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-3323907763482924523</id><published>2011-08-17T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T22:56:12.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>Trust can be a delicate subject and everybody has their own interpretation of trust. I was always raised to believe that trust (much like respect)can only be earned. Trust cant be given, demanded or taken. With that said I spend almost every gig earning the trust of the crowd. I need for them to trust my expertise, to trust that I am there FOR them and that I know what I’m doing and how I’m going to do it but half of the time, I don’t have a clue. I don’t know if I will get them dancing and I don’t know if I will bring good energy into their night. All I do know is that I can because most of the time I want to and that is kind of all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I might come across a group or crowd that just won’t give me a chance. I could play all the '&lt;em&gt;right'&lt;/em&gt; songs in the &lt;em&gt;'right'&lt;/em&gt; way, but something just wont let them surrender their hang ups for just one night. Maybe I &lt;em&gt;started &lt;/em&gt;the set in the wrong way and even though I tried to change it as fast as I could, they just won’t get over the fact that I even thought of playing a 'color me badd' song. Or maybe it was the kind of hip-hop I played at one point, (too aggressive) or it could of just been that I was too inaccessible with those rare grooves and lounge tracks. It is possible that I may spend the rest of the gig just trying as hard as I can, and I may never really have their trust and faith in me as a DJ. But when I leave and go home for the night, I know that I did the best that I could. No matter what, I still put in the effort and I never stopped trying until the very last song. Some may say that those nights are just failures, but in truth I believe those nights make me stronger and make me a better DJ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-3323907763482924523?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3323907763482924523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/08/trust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3323907763482924523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3323907763482924523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/08/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-8608924657689589601</id><published>2011-08-07T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T02:35:43.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Opener</title><content type='html'>On Saturday night I had a gig at one of my favorite venues in New York City, the Empire Hotel Rooftop. My gig was from 9-11pm and my set was followed by DJ RYO (who is someone I know and respect a lot). As the opening DJ, I have the responsibility of creating a good vibe but at the same time it is important to NOT 'upstage' the DJ that comes on afterwards. It is really rude and really poor DJ etiquette to 'rock' all of the current hits and club bangers before another DJ gets on during prime time club hours. On a Saturday night, at a "mainstream" venue, anything top 40 is just an easy 'cop out'. Anyone can play the hits back to back and get all the love and attention for it but most DJs actually consider it to be very tacky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People seem to have this idea that being great is the same as being 'the best'. But greatness is also really about checking our egos at the door and doing what is best for the moment. People who are truly successful have the ability to see beyond themselves, the ability to see the entire picture. In my opinion, the opening set (when done right) is actually a lot more challenging than the headlining set. The ability to engage the crowd with out monopolizing the energy in the room requires a great deal of skill and grace. Every DJ has and will open for another DJ but only the best will actually take the time to not get caught up on who IS the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-8608924657689589601?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8608924657689589601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/08/opener.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8608924657689589601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8608924657689589601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/08/opener.html' title='The Opener'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-7598167109334899428</id><published>2011-08-03T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T10:56:56.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jay-Z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Jay Did it Again</title><content type='html'>If somebody told me ten years ago that Jay-Z would become one of my favorite artists of all time, I would of scoffed. I did appreciate his music in the early 2000s but there was no way for me to possibly anticipate the way in which I have fallen in love with him and his music over the past decade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have the opportunity to meet Mr. Shawn Carter a few times, all of these experiences were exceptionally pleasant. Being a genuinely good and respectful individual is apart of the overall criteria when I choose my favorite musicians and artists. I do believe that Jay-Z has changed and evolved a great deal since he started in the business and it seems he has grown a lot. With that said, it was in the early 2000s that I noticed he was starting to take a great deal of social responsibility with his work. Most notably would be his collaboration with Punjabi MC in 03. ("Love Kills War When Will They Learn!"). At a time when people of South East Asian or Arabic descent were becoming victims of discrimination and social profiling, Jay-Z made a bold and powerful (yet slightly subconscious) political statement by collaborating with an artist like Punjabi MC. His collaboration with Linkin Park had a similar effect in the sense that it helped our impressionable youth to explore music beyond their "social boundaries". Both of these musical partnerships were very risky yet they were tremendously successful which is all apart of the formula that makes Jay-Z such a remarkable artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important aspect in determining my favorite artists would obviously be the quality of music and performance. Jay-z's unplugged concert featuring the roots was another risky venture. But the broadcast successfully shed light on the importance of musicianship and instrumentation in creating a strong musical experience. This emphasis on live music and musicians is unfortunately not as common within hip-hop music as it should be. Jay-z's most recent solo album The Blue Print III featured all original material performed and recorded with musicians. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all of the above was actually enough to consider Jay-Z as one of my favorite artists of all time. But his recent collab with Kanye and their homage to Otis Redding simply sealed the deal! The song "Otis" is like a serving of a perfect appetizer that literally has me drooling for more. I honestly believe it is the only Good record that is out now. I have been tempted to play it more than once in my set and that's pretty serious since I have a big rule about never repeating a record. What can I say! I love Jay-Z and I love the song "Otis"! Yes, I know all Jay and Kanye do is talk a lot of sh-- in this track, but right now for some reason it just really hits the spot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-7598167109334899428?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7598167109334899428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/08/jay-did-it-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7598167109334899428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7598167109334899428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/08/jay-did-it-again.html' title='Jay Did it Again'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-7349970518444754703</id><published>2011-07-25T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T16:41:32.962-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eric Vega'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Aside From</title><content type='html'>the fact that I am spinning, and there is also an open bar, fashion show and live music. There will ALSO BE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COMPLIMENTARY CHOCOLATE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For an Extra Special Celebration as it is Eric Vega's Birthday Party! &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow 7.28.11 at SkyRoom, NYC's highest rooftop lounge. &lt;br /&gt;7pm-3am! No Cover Just Bring Good Energy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-74JaDelt63c/Ti3-g8ktBuI/AAAAAAAAA0E/eCH20vl6W2Y/s1600/251473_2068907356243_1051616826_2319003_2073912_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-74JaDelt63c/Ti3-g8ktBuI/AAAAAAAAA0E/eCH20vl6W2Y/s400/251473_2068907356243_1051616826_2319003_2073912_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633438550879700706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-7349970518444754703?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7349970518444754703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/07/aside-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7349970518444754703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7349970518444754703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/07/aside-from.html' title='Aside From'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-74JaDelt63c/Ti3-g8ktBuI/AAAAAAAAA0E/eCH20vl6W2Y/s72-c/251473_2068907356243_1051616826_2319003_2073912_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-1949960939647511369</id><published>2011-07-24T16:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T18:29:25.576-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amy Winehouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>"I Tread a Troubled Track"</title><content type='html'>-Amy Winehouse (Back To Black)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EgzGcRO0_l8/Tiy-0Lx3JzI/AAAAAAAAAz4/HnZjdOIsJvc/s1600/article-2018020-005283FD00000578-200_634x568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EgzGcRO0_l8/Tiy-0Lx3JzI/AAAAAAAAAz4/HnZjdOIsJvc/s400/article-2018020-005283FD00000578-200_634x568.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633087037658048306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last real post "remembering a martyr" was about the passing of Gil Scott Heron and now one month later I find myself taken by the same concept with the death of Amy Winehouse. Martyrdom by definition is "the suffering of death in adherence to a cause".  I do realize that it is a bit dramatic to use it in reference to a rock star but somehow it seems to be pretty accurate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was having a conversation about Ani Difranco who was famous for her angry and painful rants about life. Yet somehow her popularity took a nose dive when she got married, had children and became "happy". I also don't think it is a coincidence that Amy Winehouse's record sales got a boost every time she was in the tabloids for ODing or walking around the city in her underwear while she was high on crack. I wasn't surprised that Jay-Z had the number 1 album after getting arrested for shooting Jay Unrivera at a nightclub. The truth is, we love the drama and we love the suffering. We believe that we celebrate the lives and music of fallen rock stars like Kurt Cobain, Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison and Jimmie Hendrix but the truth is, all we &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; do is glorify their pain, suffering and tragic deaths. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From her first hit single "Rehab" we fell in love with Amy Winehouse for being a total train wreck. I even recall reading in a magazine about how it would be disappointing if Amy Winehouse DID clean up and go to rehab. We loved her for being a 'hot mess'. If she cleaned up, and became "normal" she probably would not of been as popular as she was. She was a martyr, she suffered and died for a cause. This "cause" would be our relentless (media driven) addiction to other people's drama. We saw this tragedy from a mile away and it is almost as if we were counting the days. To some extent I even believe that her blood is on our hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though her turbulent life 'upstaged' her musical talent Amy Winehouse was a very gifted singer/songwriter with a sound that eerily resembled Billie Holiday. Her voice was seductive and rich. Her music was deep and compelling. Qualities like this are not as common as they need to be, and I do believe that the sounds of her passionate soul has had a very strong and positive impact on today's pop music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-1949960939647511369?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1949960939647511369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-tread-troubled-track.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1949960939647511369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1949960939647511369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-tread-troubled-track.html' title='&quot;I Tread a Troubled Track&quot;'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EgzGcRO0_l8/Tiy-0Lx3JzI/AAAAAAAAAz4/HnZjdOIsJvc/s72-c/article-2018020-005283FD00000578-200_634x568.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-369333535228741132</id><published>2011-07-18T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T01:53:22.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>This Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gx4TDInB_LA/TiP0dvjHD_I/AAAAAAAAAzs/__itb3uA1ew/s1600/madonna_borderline_session_3%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gx4TDInB_LA/TiP0dvjHD_I/AAAAAAAAAzs/__itb3uA1ew/s400/madonna_borderline_session_3%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630612750960365554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-369333535228741132?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/369333535228741132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/369333535228741132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/369333535228741132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-tuesday.html' title='This Tuesday'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gx4TDInB_LA/TiP0dvjHD_I/AAAAAAAAAzs/__itb3uA1ew/s72-c/madonna_borderline_session_3%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-4013398706591066236</id><published>2011-07-11T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T13:45:21.295-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Tomorrow Night!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNjg2_Ab2Ys/Thtg06RnAtI/AAAAAAAAAzU/eHkYjBrgRds/s1600/fuschia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 341px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNjg2_Ab2Ys/Thtg06RnAtI/AAAAAAAAAzU/eHkYjBrgRds/s400/fuschia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628198621442147026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-4013398706591066236?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4013398706591066236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/07/tomorrow-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/4013398706591066236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/4013398706591066236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/07/tomorrow-night.html' title='Tomorrow Night!!'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNjg2_Ab2Ys/Thtg06RnAtI/AAAAAAAAAzU/eHkYjBrgRds/s72-c/fuschia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-6257409301248936364</id><published>2011-06-27T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T22:23:04.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it Out</title><content type='html'>Si Se's latest video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; 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Party starts after work, but I start spinning at 12am-3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Cover Just Bring Good ENERGY!!!!!! All the info is below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NV7UwPpPeFY/TgDrd3_1JWI/AAAAAAAAAzE/PmFSzSJbZNo/s1600/juneflyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NV7UwPpPeFY/TgDrd3_1JWI/AAAAAAAAAzE/PmFSzSJbZNo/s400/juneflyer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620751233438786914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-1245917481665835450?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1245917481665835450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/06/tuesday-is-new-thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1245917481665835450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1245917481665835450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/06/tuesday-is-new-thursday.html' title='Tuesday is the new Thursday'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NV7UwPpPeFY/TgDrd3_1JWI/AAAAAAAAAzE/PmFSzSJbZNo/s72-c/juneflyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-8610913601140834565</id><published>2011-06-09T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T00:39:15.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Thank You (again)</title><content type='html'>Last year around this time I thanked the people that were reading my blog because I had received over 4K visitors, and this year that number has almost doubled with 7K visitors and over 3K new visitors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I am surprised because I neglected this blog in many ways over the past year with only 2-5 posts a month. Regardless, it is really nice to know that my little rants are being heard, or in this case, being read. I have even received quite a few emails not all of them have been very positive including a few that criticize my grammar. My father always told me to always accept any and all criticism as a lesson and all lessons are gifts. So, thank you for the feedback and I will try to improve my grammar though sometimes I write these posts pretty fast. I think it might be time to upgrade to a video blog, but not sure how I feel about talking to myself on camera but knowing me I'll get use to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Summer my peeps, and if you're in NYC come thru to Empire Hotel this Friday I will be spinning on their glorious rooftop lounge from 7-10pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Thank you for taking the time to check me out:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-8610913601140834565?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8610913601140834565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/06/thank-you-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8610913601140834565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8610913601140834565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/06/thank-you-again.html' title='Thank You (again)'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-2656084650795027903</id><published>2011-06-07T17:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T19:04:20.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gil Scott Heron'/><title type='text'>Remembering a Martyr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OQvlSoXD7I4/Te7Mkf5E1II/AAAAAAAAAy4/uWrSv0R2xYk/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OQvlSoXD7I4/Te7Mkf5E1II/AAAAAAAAAy4/uWrSv0R2xYk/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615650712785835138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I heard of Gil Scott Heron was when I was in High School and I was at a Summer Stage show. I don't think I actually heard him perform. All I remember was there was this poet who opened for him and he literally got booed off the stage. It was sad, and I was probably stoned and I think we (my friends and I) wandered off to sheep's meadow to smoke more pot. I didn't really hear his music until I was working in the marketing dept at Giant Step. TVT had re-issued "The Bottle" 12" and Giant Step was hired to promote and market the 12" to DJs and tastemakers. It was almost ironic as the song was pretty much an "anti-drinking" song that we were trying to push in clubs, bars and lounges. Regardless of it's message, I found the content of the song to be quite compelling and I was at an age where my musical taste had evolved and become a lot more sophisticated. I eventually listened to a lot more material by Gil Scott Heron and found ways to mix his songs into my DJ sets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that I ever really became a huge Gil Scott Heron fan, and I feel the need to clarify that because I know a lot of people who really connected with his music. I always had a deep respect for him. He is one of the most socially responsible musical artist of all time, and the passion he felt for creating change within his community was painfully and remarkably real. I use the word painfully because he encountered a great deal of hardship in his life. I feel no need to describe the difficulties that GSH endured but sometimes I believe that life can be just as if not more tragic than death. Gill Scott Heron is a name that will always be synomonous with social justice and equality. He dedicated his life to this struggle, so now at last, he can finally rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-2656084650795027903?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2656084650795027903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/06/remembering-martyr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2656084650795027903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2656084650795027903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/06/remembering-martyr.html' title='Remembering a Martyr'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OQvlSoXD7I4/Te7Mkf5E1II/AAAAAAAAAy4/uWrSv0R2xYk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-1820145162944778534</id><published>2011-06-06T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T14:55:31.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Justin Beiber'/><title type='text'>Coming Out of the "Justin Beiber Closet"</title><content type='html'>Of course it is not a surprise that almost everyone I know thinks Justin Beiber is a joke. In fact I use to think the same thing and I made up my mind about who he was before I even knew anything about him. I hated him before I even heard any of his songs, and truth be told I still hated him after I heard a few of his songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As human beings we seem to be wired to "hate on" successful people and Justin Beiber is probably the most hated individual in the music business. The music business was literally destroyed over the past decade by digital media. As illegal downloading was demolishing the industry like an atomic bomb, Justin Beiber, a 'youtube' phenomenon, was starting to go viral. Of course we hate him, his tremendous success was created by the same deadly ammunition that was and still is shattering the music industry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes it worse? Justin Beiber is actually very talented, and his rise to fame and fortune is soley based on his talent alone. His Youtube videos went viral because people were amazed. Amazed to see the same 8yr old boy playing drums in a jazz band was also playing the guitar while singing Ne-Yo songs. His talent and success has superseded all of our expectations of today's "teen pop star". He is not just some kid that was put through the "tween dream machine". He has been studying music since he was old enough to walk, he is a gifted drummer with skills on the guitar, bass and vocals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to HATE Justin Beiber, but I can't because I know that it would be for all the wrong reasons. I don't like his music, I don't like his haircut, I don't give a crap about who he is dating but the one thing that I simply can't and won't deny is this kid has more talent than most of the artists that are in the charts today. If you don't agree with me than maybe you haven't checked out the following Youtube videos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lXOWt524IQM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sk6Uq8uk3r4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-1820145162944778534?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1820145162944778534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/06/beiber-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1820145162944778534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1820145162944778534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/06/beiber-fever.html' title='Coming Out of the &quot;Justin Beiber Closet&quot;'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lXOWt524IQM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-2381198497985702007</id><published>2011-06-02T00:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T16:36:05.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the Blues Make Me Angry</title><content type='html'>Something happened the other day that made me really angry but I just haven't had the chance to write about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago I was spinning at a certain live music venue (which will remain nameless). I was booked to spin after a performance by this jazz trio w/vocalist. It was a fairly busy night due to the fact that there was a pretty large birthday party in the crowd and the people at this party requested hip-hop. I started my set with some oldschool r&amp;b and mixed in some oldschool hip-hop. The people at the birthday party were feeling it, everything was great when the singer of the trio came up to me and told me that she needed to go back on. I was fine with it, but since I had to leave within the next hr to head to another gig, I just asked if it was alright if I played a few more songs. This singer is really cool and nice so we agreed that I would spin for another 10-15mins. What I didn't realize was that it was actually an angry customer that had asked her to start singing again. This customer was an older man well into his 60s who was with a bunch of friends around his age. A lot of people in the crowd were into the music I was playing. Suddenly this angry customer came up to me and told me that what I was playing was just "noise" and if I would be so kind to stop playing so that he could listen to some "real music". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that came to mind was Thelonious Monk. Random? Not really because the Jazz that we know today, the Jazz that we honor and celebrate at lincoln center, carnegie hall, tanglewood and just about every other "refined" concert hall was once described as "noise". In fact it was even stated that this "noise" was "not music" and these types of statements were even published in some of the most “prominent” and “respected” music publications of that time. Not to mention the fact that Thelonious Monk, Charlie Paker, and numerous other pioneers of jazz were scrutinized then ridiculed and completely ostracized by the same institutions that are celebrating and venerating their legacy today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s almost as if we (meaning people) never learn. You don’t have to like hip-hop, you don’t have to understand it, you don’t have to buy it, believe in it, in fact you are completely and totally entitled to hate it. BUT, in my opinion, only a total and complete &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;douche bag&lt;/span&gt; would ever compare hip-hop to Jazz (of all genres) and claim that hip-hop is just “noise” and not “real music“. If you believe that Juilliard and Lincoln Center are the only types of institutions that can validate the integrity of “real music” than I honestly believe that you have no business expressing your opinions on music at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-2381198497985702007?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2381198497985702007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-blues-make-me-angry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2381198497985702007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2381198497985702007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-blues-make-me-angry.html' title='When the Blues Make Me Angry'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-7708582886494533415</id><published>2011-05-16T20:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T20:57:02.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='common'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon stewart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>A little Food for Thought</title><content type='html'>Came across this debate earlier tonight while I was on the treadmill. The debate was over the controversy regarding Common's visit to the white house. I've always had a thing for Jon Stewart, but after this debate, I officially have a crush on him:)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nKIpqu5ZbEw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-7708582886494533415?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7708582886494533415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-food-for-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7708582886494533415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7708582886494533415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-food-for-thought.html' title='A little Food for Thought'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nKIpqu5ZbEw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-2549511925257225044</id><published>2011-05-06T23:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T00:14:35.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>As The Record Turns</title><content type='html'>It is always advised to listen to a song before playing it out. Every now and then I find myself dropping a record that I haven't listened to or haven't listen to in it's entirety. Usually the latter. Sometimes these songs will have a hidden gem or hidden disaster. It could be a really loud and invasive break, or sometimes the beat will drop all together for like 16 bars which could be an eternity on the dance floor. I'm not quite sure which I prefer. It's good to be in control, but sometimes we have to just let life happen. The record could always skip no matter how well you you think that you know it won't and playing a song you never played before could completely change your entire set.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-2549511925257225044?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2549511925257225044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/05/as-record-turns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2549511925257225044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2549511925257225044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/05/as-record-turns.html' title='As The Record Turns'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-7806619960968069241</id><published>2011-05-01T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T22:33:40.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avenue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Williamsburg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eric Lewis'/><title type='text'>My Head is Spinning</title><content type='html'>(pun intended). I went from bohemian to bourgeois over the course of 24hrs. Friday I did a gig in Williamsburg and was super guarded on my way to the spot. I have a weird defense when I go to 'hipsterville'. There really is nothing "cool" about me. I love Cyndi Lauper, I go to starbucks a few times a day and I don't wear vintage shoes. The party was for a screening for a film called "Dame Factory" by Melanie Abramov, who's boyfriend Blue Davis happens to be an old bud of mine. The people were really cool and I was able to put my guard down as soon as I saw a few heads bop to some oldschool SWV. So, they were hip but not pretentious. Regardless of what I claim about not being hip, I love taking a break from the same ole same ole, and getting the chance to mix some rare grooves.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I did an event at Avenue and it's crazy even after 2+ years, that spot is still 'bangin'. Models, socialites and a mob of anxious club goers outside. I actually got away with some lounge and funk in the first hour or so, but once people started dancing it was nothing but top 40. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight it was as if Friday and Saturday meshed together. I mixed a set after the Eric Lewis (ELEW) show at Millesime. It was the Artsy crowd in a sophisticated and luxurious environment. ELEW is insane. His style is unlike anything I've ever seen. This was an open minded and sophisticated crowd, I could rock just about anything and I did:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-7806619960968069241?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7806619960968069241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-head-is-spinning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7806619960968069241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7806619960968069241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-head-is-spinning.html' title='My Head is Spinning'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-6503789954794881495</id><published>2011-04-27T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T23:08:51.435-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>"The other side of sanity" -K.West</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I can't help but notice random trends in pop music. Between Katy Perry's ET and GaGa's Born this way, it's quite clear that being different, strange, crazy, eccentric, exotic and/or a total freak is totally chic and in style. So...Um......&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY and YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of all those super cool, "glam life" rock stars. The hardest part about being a DJ is cutting through the crowd's pretenses. Getting people to just loosen up takes a lot of work and alcohol. It's sad because at the end of the night, the only thing they have to do is be themselves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-6503789954794881495?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/6503789954794881495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/04/other-side-of-sanity-kwest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6503789954794881495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6503789954794881495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/04/other-side-of-sanity-kwest.html' title='&quot;The other side of sanity&quot; -K.West'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-3274223171692408839</id><published>2011-04-26T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T23:49:39.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Stalk Me</title><content type='html'>About a month ago I posted a short piece where I talked about 'DJ groupies' and alluded to them being 'stalkers'. After a series of events which included a very kind and supportive email from a stranger and a conversation with one of my girlfriends, I realized that this post was kind of lame. The truth is, I'd be honored to have a stalker. Well no.. not really, but the point is, the fact that there are people who come out to hear me play records and love the way I do it, is pretty amazing and I think it is an honor to have the support!&lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a flyer for an up and coming gig in BK on Friday April 29th below.&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday I'm doing a private event till 10pm at Avenue but will prolly hang after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday May 13th at at Arena for a late night set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, be my guest and "stalk me" :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-3274223171692408839?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3274223171692408839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/04/stalk-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3274223171692408839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3274223171692408839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/04/stalk-me.html' title='Stalk Me'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-5200467585240567149</id><published>2011-04-23T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T22:43:34.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>My Birthday</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago I celebrated my Bday and thought I'd share a few photos from the festivities. It was a wonderful evening. My girlfriends joined me for a dinner party at Lavo, an Italian restaurant and lounge located in midtown Manhattan. Between the great food, and performance by The Gypsie Kings, I do believe it was a great way to bring in a new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YLqK9wzTvrQ/TbO4NtSSUnI/AAAAAAAAAyo/m2z0XgvFIKo/s1600/erikahamilton4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YLqK9wzTvrQ/TbO4NtSSUnI/AAAAAAAAAyo/m2z0XgvFIKo/s320/erikahamilton4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599021307385762418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-krjNCAfXpUg/TbO4NLWEX3I/AAAAAAAAAyg/E8qrbnTrDQs/s1600/erikahamilton2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-krjNCAfXpUg/TbO4NLWEX3I/AAAAAAAAAyg/E8qrbnTrDQs/s320/erikahamilton2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599021298274819954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RSNCVl62Lpg/TbO4MzLJSlI/AAAAAAAAAyY/8ADb4xQWYcA/s1600/erikahamilton1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RSNCVl62Lpg/TbO4MzLJSlI/AAAAAAAAAyY/8ADb4xQWYcA/s320/erikahamilton1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599021291786553938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ao9dcYBG9LY/TbO4M4r85fI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/BPADNWgEabo/s1600/erikahamilton.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ao9dcYBG9LY/TbO4M4r85fI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/BPADNWgEabo/s320/erikahamilton.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599021293266331122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-5200467585240567149?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5200467585240567149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5200467585240567149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5200467585240567149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YLqK9wzTvrQ/TbO4NtSSUnI/AAAAAAAAAyo/m2z0XgvFIKo/s72-c/erikahamilton4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-7787502708591859254</id><published>2011-04-23T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T22:32:18.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>From Midtown to WBurg: Up and Coming Gigs</title><content type='html'>Sorry peeps, haven't been so good with staying on top of my blog and keeping you in the loop lately. &lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday I will be spinning for the launch of a new Food Network show at Arena and on Friday I will be spinning for the screening of an indie film in Williamsburg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RSVP to both or either if you'd like to come by:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sdC0FbVkDlA/TbO1F_zPVfI/AAAAAAAAAx8/wGpmoIh5aLY/s1600/arena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sdC0FbVkDlA/TbO1F_zPVfI/AAAAAAAAAx8/wGpmoIh5aLY/s320/arena.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599017876381980146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ccU0cdg0BoE/TbO1GNCWXDI/AAAAAAAAAyE/-6ucbqHi5yg/s1600/invitetype_v2_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ccU0cdg0BoE/TbO1GNCWXDI/AAAAAAAAAyE/-6ucbqHi5yg/s320/invitetype_v2_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599017879935015986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-7787502708591859254?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7787502708591859254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/04/from-midtown-to-wburg-up-and-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7787502708591859254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7787502708591859254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/04/from-midtown-to-wburg-up-and-coming.html' title='From Midtown to WBurg: Up and Coming Gigs'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sdC0FbVkDlA/TbO1F_zPVfI/AAAAAAAAAx8/wGpmoIh5aLY/s72-c/arena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-8282152736540773843</id><published>2011-03-28T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T22:49:51.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Today Show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janine Driver'/><title type='text'>My Bad (Body) Language</title><content type='html'>So, earlier this evening I was booked to DJ a 'speed dating' event that was being filmed by the Today Show. The bad news was, my role was kind of obsolete since they really couldn't record any songs w/o clearance, so I didn't really spin much. The good news is I had a chance to chat with Janine Driver, the host of the segment they were filming. Janine (who was super cool btw) is a body language expert. In fact the segment had nothing to do with speed dating, the program was all about how to read people's body language and I found it all to be so fascinating! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took a moment to analyze me and explained that my body language was defensive and full of attitude. LMAO!!!! The reason is I first had my arms crossed, and when I started to talk to her I put one hand on my hip. She helped me fix this negative body language by directing me to stand tall but relax my shoulders and put one hand in my pocket WITH THE THUMB OUT. At this point I was confident, yet humble and warm, and by facing both shoulders towards her I was also welcoming. According to her, first impressions last for just a few seconds but those few second have a powerful unconscious affect on people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Well, to think I thought I was a very approachable person, I could have actually been deflecting people by my body language with out even intending to! In either case this little body language lesson was the coolest thing I've learned in a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out Janine's Website (below), apperently she use to work for the DA or something to be able to detect when people were lying. (It's like that show lie to me)!  http://www.lyintamer.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-8282152736540773843?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8282152736540773843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-bad-body-language.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8282152736540773843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8282152736540773843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-bad-body-language.html' title='My Bad (Body) Language'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-3545789953785320522</id><published>2011-03-24T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T22:50:47.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Losers' Rule!</title><content type='html'>Earlier this evening I was spinning for a cool and sexy crowd and they were definitely ‘feeling’ the music but no one was really dancing or getting really into it.  About half way through, a group of tourists from New Hampshire, (I know this because they told me) came in and started “wiling” out. They were about 4 blonds in their mid 30s and they had NO style. We’re talking Lands End fleece coats, “mom jeans” with tapered bottoms, and scrunchies in their hair. They were having a blast,  they had a lot of energy and were dancing to everything and before I knew it a lot of other people started dancing too.  The way in which people become uninhibited can be ironic. Who’d a thought a bunch of NYC hipsters would follow the lead of a bunch of “out of towners” with no style.  I saw a few people to the side looking at these women like they were total losers, yet some how these women were having more fun than anyone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-3545789953785320522?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3545789953785320522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/losers-rule.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3545789953785320522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3545789953785320522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/losers-rule.html' title='&apos;Losers&apos; Rule!'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-9118600802088386646</id><published>2011-03-24T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T22:51:00.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Groupies vs. Stalkers</title><content type='html'>A  DJ groupie is an individual who follows a DJ and goes to every one of their gigs. They will travel all over the city and attend every and all club/bar/lounges and restaurants in which this Djing is spinning at.  This makes me wonder exactly what is it that distinguishes a groupie from a stalker?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-9118600802088386646?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/9118600802088386646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/groupies-vs-stalkers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/9118600802088386646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/9118600802088386646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/groupies-vs-stalkers.html' title='Groupies vs. Stalkers'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-8100756392217772369</id><published>2011-03-22T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T22:50:15.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Was Really Wrong</title><content type='html'>I have a tendency to go into 'denial' when it comes to really big issues. Sometimes it takes a while for me to 'register' some things. I've also been on a TV diet for the past year and I feel a lot healthier because of it. On the flip side I've been a bit disconnected when it comes to important current events. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally when I change my mind about a post, I delete the post but I still believe a lot of what I said below about the Japanese. They are very strong and unique, however they do need our help and if I in any way insinuated that they didn't I want to make it loud and clear that I was very wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'd rather be writing about music and my DJ experiences and do I intend to continue doing that. This blog is a reflection of who I am and Japan is a big part of my heritage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-8100756392217772369?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8100756392217772369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-was-really-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8100756392217772369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8100756392217772369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-was-really-wrong.html' title='I Was Really Wrong'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-6146680284429871814</id><published>2011-03-19T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T23:12:33.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts on the Crisis in Japan</title><content type='html'>I thought I should express my feelings about everything that is going on in Japan. I am half Japanese, my mother is 1st generation Japanese, I have a lot of family and friends in Japan and have spent a lot of time out there. However I was born and raised in NYC and I can’t say that I have ever really identified with Japanese culture.  I do know a lot about the Japanese and even though I am concerned about their current predicament I am also fairly confident that they are going to be OK.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe Japan might be one of if not the only country in the world that can withstand this type of catastrophe, in fact I sometimes believe that the Japanese are the strongest nation of people in world.  They are the only country that has endured two massive nuclear attacks and not only did they survive but they also &lt;em&gt;surpassed&lt;/em&gt;. Japan is also one of the smallest countries in the world but after they were completely defeated in WWII the ‘island nation’ became the WORLD’s second largest economy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what!!! The effort that people are making right now to support and send relief is very crucial. The Japanese are in midst of a massive crisis and it is terrifying but I also believe that the Japanese don’t need to be “saved” I feel that they are able to save themselves and they take a lot of pride in believing in themselves. Between their work ethic and sense of camaraderie and unity they have established a silent system that most of us will probably never really understand. But this system is more powerful than we could ever imagine. Of course they will deeply embrace all of the support that they receive during this turbulent time, but the most honorable gesture any of us could provide them with is just believing in them and believing that they are strong enough to overcome and grow from this calamity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-6146680284429871814?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/6146680284429871814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-thoughts-on-crisis-in-japan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6146680284429871814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6146680284429871814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-thoughts-on-crisis-in-japan.html' title='My Thoughts on the Crisis in Japan'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-4072280690746498942</id><published>2011-03-18T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T21:33:00.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Roots and My Happiness</title><content type='html'>When thinking about the state of affairs in Japan, I can't help but realize how most of my favorite things have come from Japan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Including the very instrument that inspired everything I am today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jW1d8SbSPdk/TYQVIiLyK0I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/ibmCUejDEOU/s1600/41ul9ZqNRmL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jW1d8SbSPdk/TYQVIiLyK0I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/ibmCUejDEOU/s320/41ul9ZqNRmL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585612674205625154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-4072280690746498942?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4072280690746498942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/technics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/4072280690746498942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/4072280690746498942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/technics.html' title='My Roots and My Happiness'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jW1d8SbSPdk/TYQVIiLyK0I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/ibmCUejDEOU/s72-c/41ul9ZqNRmL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-1957006600043327875</id><published>2011-03-15T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T23:39:23.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erika Hamilton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Legendary Damon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Kiss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Kim'/><title type='text'>Let's Hear it For the Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZzgABvuy68/TYBak3cIasI/AAAAAAAAAxE/YDUcaPkxdiA/s1600/IMG_3899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZzgABvuy68/TYBak3cIasI/AAAAAAAAAxE/YDUcaPkxdiA/s320/IMG_3899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584563127343147714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night I attended Legendary Damon's Luxx Ball and it was totally fabulous! (to say the least). With DJ Kiss on the ones and twos, a performance by lil kim and Unique (a sexy up and coming MC) all the queens and divas were having a blast. It was (legendary) Damon's birthday party whom I had only met a few months ago but I already adore him to pieces. My favorite part was his grand entrance where he walked down from the balcony with a spotlight on him wearing a hot dazzling suit and fur coat. The spotlight followed him down to the stage as everyone cheered a scream, it was a moment to remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going out a lot more these days and I can honestly say that I had more fun at the Luxx Ball than I have in a long time and I started to wonder WHY that was. I also got a little more dressed up than usual even though I already knew that 90% of the men would be gay. I also spoke to, danced with, flirted with and got to know more men at this party than I ever do when I'm around strait men. Apprently, I feel sexier, more attractive and self confident around men who are NOT sexually and physically attracted &lt;em&gt;to&lt;/em&gt; me.  ANYWAY! I'd like to commend The Legendary Damon for putting together fantabulous event as I will be sure to be attending all of his events from now on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-1957006600043327875?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1957006600043327875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/lets-hear-it-for-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1957006600043327875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1957006600043327875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/lets-hear-it-for-boy.html' title='Let&apos;s Hear it For the Boy'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZzgABvuy68/TYBak3cIasI/AAAAAAAAAxE/YDUcaPkxdiA/s72-c/IMG_3899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-6783000895520779155</id><published>2011-03-09T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T23:10:54.231-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What makes a good DJ'/><title type='text'>The Greatness of a DJ</title><content type='html'>There is no such thing as "good music" because "good music" is subjective, therefore the personal taste of a DJ is completely irrelevant when it comes to their skills and talent. It's not WHAT they play, it's HOW they play it. A good DJ would never close themselves off into a box and refuse to leave. From hip-hop to rock, pop, r&amp;b, house, lounge whatever it is the larger the range the better. Having the ability to adapt at any given moment requires a great deal of aptitude and it takes a master to pull it off with grace. HOWEVER the single most significant quality of a great DJ does not require any experience. With out this characteristic, no matter who they are, or how long they've been doing it a DJ is worth nothing. It comes down to a very simple but strong desire to connect with the crowd and then followed by a simple desire to &lt;em&gt;want &lt;/em&gt;to be great &lt;em&gt;for&lt;/em&gt; this crowd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether the crowd is "cool" or not (the subjective interpretation of) "cool", a great DJ will give themselves fully to everybody and anybody regardless of the superficial boundaries they might assume exists. It's building a relationship one song at a time, earning trust, and being completely aware of the energy of the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody can play the songs they love, but only a really great DJ can make anybody love the songs they play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-6783000895520779155?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/6783000895520779155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/greatness-of-dj-defined.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6783000895520779155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6783000895520779155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/greatness-of-dj-defined.html' title='The Greatness of a DJ'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-8072867146149561168</id><published>2011-03-05T23:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T23:24:23.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Extra Mile</title><content type='html'>For me, the success of a good solid work-out at the gym is pretty much all about the music. OF course it didn’t come as a surprise that the music channels at New York Sports Club clearly targets a white male demographic from the age of 25-45. This is just an assumption after watching Bruce Springsteen or Bon Jovi or GreenDay at least once a day during my treadmill session. Oddy enough the music channel did open my eyes to the fact that rock can actually be very motivating for me and that is not something I use to consider when making my I-pod work out play list. Of course I still need my girly stuff and some hip-hop but throwing a little Nirvana 'smells like teen spirit', Paramore 'brick by boring brick' and Green Day '21guns' has added the extra spice that I needed to keep me going. My point is, when you put together your “work out” play list, you should consider something really different from what you normally listen to because it just might be exactly what you need. I think the key objective is to make it as unpredictable as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-8072867146149561168?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8072867146149561168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/extra-mile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8072867146149561168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8072867146149561168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/extra-mile.html' title='The Extra Mile'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-656576364684296930</id><published>2011-03-05T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T23:47:31.669-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Songs I use to Sing as a Child that Probably Freaked My Parents Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NG3AcL4Rx7s/TXM7IMtpoJI/AAAAAAAAAw4/0ZJf30EdNcU/s1600/img033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NG3AcL4Rx7s/TXM7IMtpoJI/AAAAAAAAAw4/0ZJf30EdNcU/s320/img033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580869375279866002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child I use to love singing the hooks of popular MTV songs. I would also play some of these hooks on the violin (I studied the violin for almost 15yrs). Of course I never really knew what any of these songs were about but I have a feeling that it probably didn’t sit well with my parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf?myid=78177256&amp;path=2011/03/06" quality="high" wmode="window" bgcolor="222222" flashvars="mycolor=222222&amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false" width="410" height="311" name="myflashfetish" salign="TL" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0" style="visibility:visible;width:410px;height:311px;" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-656576364684296930?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/656576364684296930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/songs-i-use-to-sing-as-child-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/656576364684296930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/656576364684296930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/songs-i-use-to-sing-as-child-that.html' title='Songs I use to Sing as a Child that Probably Freaked My Parents Out!'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NG3AcL4Rx7s/TXM7IMtpoJI/AAAAAAAAAw4/0ZJf30EdNcU/s72-c/img033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-1398834350142623342</id><published>2011-03-05T23:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T23:22:05.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Lame But True;/</title><content type='html'>So Lame but So True&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days ago I was thinking about random moments in my life that I regret. Some were much deeper than others but one that crossed my mind that I figured I could share would be the time back in 2004 that I could of met and seen Stevie Wonder perform live in a very intimate setting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, he showed up at Marquee at some special event and Noah Tepperberg (owner of Marquee) took the time to try and reach me on my cell to tell me that he was there. (Everybody knows I’m a stevie junkie). Now when I’ve told this story before I’ve lied about where I was at the time because I’m too ashamed to admit where I really was and what I was really doing. The lie I told was that I was Djing at some random club or lounge where there was no cell phone reception. BS! The truth is, I was kind of a looser in 2004 it was a rough time for me as I did just loose my father and was in a pretty dark place. So what was I doing when I could have been meeting the love of my sonic life? I was completely stoned off my ass. My phone was in silent mode and didn’t hear or know about it until it was too late, but even if I did I was probably too out of it to get there in time. The good news is, I don’t and haven’t smoked weed nor have I done any drugs since 05 and have absolutely no desire to. The bad news is Stevie actually got into the DJ booth with DJ reach, asked for the mic and performed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, a random moment in my life that I regret:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERSONAL DISCLAIMER&lt;/strong&gt;: I do not feel or believe that people who smoke weed are 'loosers', I just feel smoking weed brought out the looser in me;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-1398834350142623342?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1398834350142623342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-lame-but-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1398834350142623342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1398834350142623342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/so-lame-but-true.html' title='So Lame But True;/'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-8569778828463051458</id><published>2011-03-05T23:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T23:49:31.642-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Most music lovers think that love songs are cheesy but with more than 80% of songs ever written being about or inspired by love we all (whether we like it or even want to admit it) love a lot of love songs. What makes a good love song? With lines like “would you come to me if somebody hurt you even if that somebody was me?” or when Maxwell hits us with a bitter sweet declaration of how letting someone go is the best way that he can love that person. Or Al Green's raw intensity as he demands that his love be fully requited. Maybe it’s just for me, or maybe others can identify but the following are my personal favorites. The list is short but I’m sure it could be 100Xs longer if I really take more time to think about it, perhaps I could just add on as they come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf?myid=77598958&amp;path=2011/02/22" quality="high" wmode="window" bgcolor="222222" flashvars="mycolor=222222&amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false" width="410" height="311" name="myflashfetish" salign="TL" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0" style="visibility:visible;width:410px;height:311px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-8569778828463051458?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8569778828463051458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/playlist-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8569778828463051458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8569778828463051458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/03/playlist-at.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-2365632978859617825</id><published>2011-02-19T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T22:45:46.139-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>A Love Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C2HUNfo_50E/TWC2FW19vRI/AAAAAAAAAws/-LIIObeB5JA/s1600/imagesCA86G30E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 161px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C2HUNfo_50E/TWC2FW19vRI/AAAAAAAAAws/-LIIObeB5JA/s400/imagesCA86G30E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575656541832199442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-2365632978859617825?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2365632978859617825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2365632978859617825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2365632978859617825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-story.html' title='A Love Story'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C2HUNfo_50E/TWC2FW19vRI/AAAAAAAAAws/-LIIObeB5JA/s72-c/imagesCA86G30E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-8170458361274011138</id><published>2011-02-18T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T23:50:15.226-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minnie Riperton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Finding Something New in The Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gnat02kbW3E/TV918uLRaJI/AAAAAAAAAwg/bQsjI4q921w/s1600/minnie-riperton-come-to-my-garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gnat02kbW3E/TV918uLRaJI/AAAAAAAAAwg/bQsjI4q921w/s320/minnie-riperton-come-to-my-garden.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575304549755873426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In either case, there is nothing better than falling in love with something I’ve already had for years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf?myid=77430812&amp;path=2011/02/19" quality="high" wmode="window" bgcolor="222222" flashvars="mycolor=222222&amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false" width="410" height="311" name="myflashfetish" salign="TL" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0" style="visibility:visible;width:410px;height:311px;" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-8170458361274011138?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8170458361274011138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/02/finding-something-new-in-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8170458361274011138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8170458361274011138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/02/finding-something-new-in-old.html' title='Finding Something New in The Old'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gnat02kbW3E/TV918uLRaJI/AAAAAAAAAwg/bQsjI4q921w/s72-c/minnie-riperton-come-to-my-garden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-4566226628467659299</id><published>2011-02-18T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T23:36:33.868-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Forgive Me For I have Sinned</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aW7lHLkMq7Q/TV9yIa8MTFI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Wr4ssMDuywI/s1600/eirkahamilton.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aW7lHLkMq7Q/TV9yIa8MTFI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Wr4ssMDuywI/s320/eirkahamilton.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575300352704269394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had very un pure thoughts about a certain overplayed and extremely popular pop song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ps im only talking about the BEAT, the hook and vocals suck)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-4566226628467659299?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4566226628467659299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/02/forgive-me-for-i-have-sinned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/4566226628467659299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/4566226628467659299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/02/forgive-me-for-i-have-sinned.html' title='Forgive Me For I have Sinned'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aW7lHLkMq7Q/TV9yIa8MTFI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Wr4ssMDuywI/s72-c/eirkahamilton.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-7435941057738945550</id><published>2011-02-14T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T23:03:52.951-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Up and Coming Gigs</title><content type='html'>Lately I haven't been very good about keeping people posted on my gigs. Sorry bout that, always feel free to shoot me an email at erika@agirlsguidetodjaying.com if you'd like to know when my next gig is. &lt;br /&gt;xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LNqKCTIrycU/TVolFd0unfI/AAAAAAAAAwI/BRDCbVGhHDw/s1600/erikahamiltonflyer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LNqKCTIrycU/TVolFd0unfI/AAAAAAAAAwI/BRDCbVGhHDw/s400/erikahamiltonflyer2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573808264659770866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-7435941057738945550?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7435941057738945550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/02/up-and-coming-gigs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7435941057738945550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7435941057738945550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/02/up-and-coming-gigs.html' title='Up and Coming Gigs'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LNqKCTIrycU/TVolFd0unfI/AAAAAAAAAwI/BRDCbVGhHDw/s72-c/erikahamiltonflyer2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-3581593329641601043</id><published>2011-02-03T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T22:50:59.353-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Sonic Prescription</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TUuoWRxPhfI/AAAAAAAAAv8/ODaKko3QU-c/s1600/red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TUuoWRxPhfI/AAAAAAAAAv8/ODaKko3QU-c/s320/red.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569730464854279666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New York City Hip-Hop Deficiency Syndrome &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SYMPTOMS: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You have more than one black eye peas's song rotating on your 'work out play list'.&lt;br /&gt;-You have no kids yet you can name 2 or more Justin Beiber songs.&lt;br /&gt;-You think that Keisha is a rapper.&lt;br /&gt;-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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIRECTIONS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to one of the following songs every hour for the next 2 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Consult your local DJ immediately if you have a Nicki Minaj song stuck in your head.&lt;br /&gt;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. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf?myid=76607457&amp;path=2011/02/04" quality="high" wmode="window" bgcolor="222222" flashvars="mycolor=222222&amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false" width="410" height="311" name="myflashfetish" salign="TL" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0" style="visibility:visible;width:410px;height:311px;" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-3581593329641601043?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3581593329641601043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/02/sonic-prescription.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3581593329641601043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3581593329641601043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/02/sonic-prescription.html' title='Sonic Prescription'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TUuoWRxPhfI/AAAAAAAAAv8/ODaKko3QU-c/s72-c/red.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-82165520244420942</id><published>2011-02-02T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T22:46:56.669-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stevie Wonder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Never Too Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TUpPSbQol-I/AAAAAAAAAvw/3ON9ZEX8FNc/s1600/satterwhitewonder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TUpPSbQol-I/AAAAAAAAAvw/3ON9ZEX8FNc/s320/satterwhitewonder.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569351067170805730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I honestly believe that there is no such thing as too much stevie wonder. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So once again, there can never be too much stevie wonder.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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 &lt;em&gt;enough&lt;/em&gt; 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 :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-82165520244420942?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/82165520244420942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/02/never-too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/82165520244420942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/82165520244420942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/02/never-too-much.html' title='Never Too Much'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TUpPSbQol-I/AAAAAAAAAvw/3ON9ZEX8FNc/s72-c/satterwhitewonder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-4255829081132467549</id><published>2011-01-03T20:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T23:20:09.193-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joonbug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marquee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s Eve 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>NYE!?!!</title><content type='html'>OMG, I was so caught up in my crazy life that I forgot to post where I was DJing this past NYE. I was spinning at Marquee for the majority of the night. I was on the main floor and I was the only DJ. There were 800+ people in the crowd. Check the photos, as you can see, they look like humans squished into a sardine can. I actually needed a big 'brolic' bouncer to help me get to and from the bathroom before the song 'Empire State of Mind' ended. (this was no accident, Empire state of Mind might not be a current and fresh hit, but it's long and hot enough to play in it's entirety, at any NYC club with out killing the dancefloor). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly enough this was like the 6th or 7th year that I have DJed at Marquee on NYE! And yes, it's a true honor. There is a bartender who has been working there since they opened and we realized that we have spent more NYEs together than we have with anyone else.(hmm too bad he is gay, although having a long term healthy relationship with a gay man is not exactly strange for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of men, the crowd was 75% male, which from a DJ perspective is a major set back (if you read my first post "Girls Rule the Dancefloor" you will know why). The night was draining but it was a success. Oddly enough, it wasn't until I was looking at the joonbug photos today that I realized how many hot guys were in the crowd. I suppose it is no surprise that I am still single, especially when I don't even notice 100s of all different types of single men cheering me on!!!!....yeah another NY resolution, I'm just not sure how to phrase this one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TSKpA8EmGiI/AAAAAAAAAvg/znNywXCf5lo/s1600/djerikahamilton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TSKpA8EmGiI/AAAAAAAAAvg/znNywXCf5lo/s200/djerikahamilton.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558190723719109154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TSKolTrPDAI/AAAAAAAAAvI/nGSD1YJJ76k/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TSKolTrPDAI/AAAAAAAAAvI/nGSD1YJJ76k/s200/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558190249018854402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TSKowOV769I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/iWtPjE7Pfa4/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TSKowOV769I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/iWtPjE7Pfa4/s200/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558190436565904338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TSKo54m56PI/AAAAAAAAAvY/xZBGPKUUcys/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TSKo54m56PI/AAAAAAAAAvY/xZBGPKUUcys/s200/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558190602530187506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-4255829081132467549?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4255829081132467549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/01/nye.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/4255829081132467549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/4255829081132467549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2011/01/nye.html' title='NYE!?!!'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TSKpA8EmGiI/AAAAAAAAAvg/znNywXCf5lo/s72-c/djerikahamilton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-5177916732656068248</id><published>2010-12-28T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T22:26:19.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Resolution</title><content type='html'>Stop wearing so much black;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hang drying some of my laundry, I couldn't help but notice a trend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TRrmnt6_4uI/AAAAAAAAAu8/AZhALvo6pEg/s1600/IMG_3394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TRrmnt6_4uI/AAAAAAAAAu8/AZhALvo6pEg/s320/IMG_3394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556006660331266786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-5177916732656068248?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5177916732656068248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-years-resolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5177916732656068248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5177916732656068248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-years-resolution.html' title='New Year&apos;s Resolution'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TRrmnt6_4uI/AAAAAAAAAu8/AZhALvo6pEg/s72-c/IMG_3394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-15314895123119362</id><published>2010-12-09T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T21:58:44.498-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>The way it went down tonight</title><content type='html'>The party started at 7pm&lt;br /&gt;I scanned the room at 7:15, it was a packed house, ages 30-45 mostly men in business suits.&lt;br /&gt;7:30 I threw on a little Rolling Stones and I saw a few of them loosen their ties.&lt;br /&gt;8pm I put together a deadly concoction: Beastie Boys &lt;em&gt;paul revere &lt;/em&gt;to Jay-z &lt;em&gt;99 problems &lt;/em&gt;to U2 &lt;em&gt;Sunday Bloody Sunday&lt;/em&gt; to Eminem &lt;em&gt;lose yourself&lt;/em&gt;: at this point their necks were officially loose I was just waiting for the rest of their bodies to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was grateful for that lame speech. It went on for like a half hour and by the time it ended people were desperate for just about anything. I threw it back to Biggie &lt;em&gt;Hypnotize&lt;/em&gt;, their hands went up, then one verse later came &lt;em&gt;Empire State of Mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the rest was history&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-15314895123119362?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/15314895123119362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/12/way-it-went-down-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/15314895123119362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/15314895123119362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/12/way-it-went-down-tonight.html' title='The way it went down tonight'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-5869848679843662645</id><published>2010-11-23T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T00:09:32.893-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>If I were a boy....but why would I want to be?</title><content type='html'>It's been over a decade since I cued my first record at a real party, for a real dance floor. I remember when I'd get so caught up in the music that I wouldn't stop to look up and or around me. It's almost as if I kept my head down. Maybe I was affraid that I just might stand tall enough for everyone to notice me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in college I dated a boy who was exactly my height and when I wore high heels, I towered over him. For nearly two years I only wore flats and I&lt;em&gt; hate &lt;/em&gt;flats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always done what I've had to do, to get where I want to go and be who I want to be. Sometimes I wonder why I have this gift of brilliance and ambition but yet I'm too scared to let it shine. Sometimes when people look at me as I stand on a stage in the center of everything, I can see the hate in their eyes. The higher the stage goes, the stronger the hate grows. I suppose I could just jump off, face down so that nobody will hate me again but believe it or not I did that already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I'm just going to look strait back at those venomous eyes and smile, I'm going to be turning heads and I'm going to wear the sexiest pair of stilettos, with the sexiest dress, hair done, nails done as I tower over the DJ booth, with my shoulders back and head up high and this time I'm going to watch the world as they notice me passing by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-5869848679843662645?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5869848679843662645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-i-were-boybut-why-would-i-want-to-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5869848679843662645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5869848679843662645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-i-were-boybut-why-would-i-want-to-be.html' title='If I were a boy....but why would I want to be?'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-2085875997172468722</id><published>2010-11-18T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T23:49:56.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salon Millesime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ne-Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Ne-Yo at Salon Mllesime</title><content type='html'>Last night I had the opportunity to open and close for R&amp;B superstar Ne-Yo. His performance was amazing and I had a blast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.A. Reid sat a foot away from the intimate Millesime stage and watched another one of his great artists prove that they are worth all the fame and fortune. It was a private music industry soiree so of course nobody was really listening to the music but I did get some love for throwing in some Stevie Wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TOX-YB4wziI/AAAAAAAAAtw/WgRutX8v_u4/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TOX-YB4wziI/AAAAAAAAAtw/WgRutX8v_u4/s320/1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541114605326093858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne-Yo and I from the DJ booth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TOYAxxDTx1I/AAAAAAAAAuE/s7HT0atEf3k/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TOYAxxDTx1I/AAAAAAAAAuE/s7HT0atEf3k/s320/3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541117246506780498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Killed It!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-2085875997172468722?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2085875997172468722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/11/ne-yo-at-salon-mllesime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2085875997172468722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2085875997172468722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/11/ne-yo-at-salon-mllesime.html' title='Ne-Yo at Salon Mllesime'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TOX-YB4wziI/AAAAAAAAAtw/WgRutX8v_u4/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-7407427744001989852</id><published>2010-11-14T01:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T01:39:56.320-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Experience</title><content type='html'>Tonight I DJed two gigs back to back, Marquee 8-11pm and then Millesime 11:15pm-3am. I flawlessly held it down at Marquee with an amped up crowd ready, willing and able to get down. When I arrived at Millesime, I didn't quite switch gears and Millesime is a lounge not a club. I was already operating at a level 10 before I warmed up the crowd, and by the time I looked around I could tell I was loosing them. People started to leave. 5 years ago, I would of panicked. Now, I just take a deep breath, take my time because somewhere in the back of my head I know, I just KNOW. I know that I can earn the respect and admiration of any crowd. Not because I'm the best or better than anyone else, but because I trust my own experience and that faith always connects me to the music which at some point will always connect with everyone else in the room. Within 20 minutes after I lost them, I got them back with a little stevie wonder mixed with some Melonie Fiona....a beautiful combination!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-7407427744001989852?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7407427744001989852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/11/experience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7407427744001989852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7407427744001989852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/11/experience.html' title='Experience'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-7720996565080277401</id><published>2010-11-06T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T02:20:03.891-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ed Norton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susan Surandon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Courtney Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russel Crowe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gerard Butler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salon Millesime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adrian Brody'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Salon Millesime</title><content type='html'>Was INSANE tonight. It was a special charity event/auction to build a school in Haiti. Adrian Brody was the highest bidder for a date with Gerard Butler, Courtney Love was smoking in the bathroom, Russel Crowe got touchy feely with Susan Sarandon or wait a minute...maybe that was Gerard Butler, its hard to tell as they both do look a like. Ed Norton dressed down but seemed genuine, and one of the members of Miike Snow (who I think is AWESOME BTW) walked around with a scrubby beard looking like Jesus. The climax of the evening however was when Gerard Butler, literally grabbed a cocktail waitress and whisked her to a corner in the room. He whispered a few things into the ear of this lovely, blushing waitress as she giggled. Rumor has it, that he asked her for her number. Forget being a DJ at Salon Millesime, being a cocktail waitress seems to be where the action is......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian and Gerard embrace on the red carpet as they arrived (hmm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TNZBW42_ZLI/AAAAAAAAAss/QeNJfCrvkGA/s1600/butlerbrody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TNZBW42_ZLI/AAAAAAAAAss/QeNJfCrvkGA/s320/butlerbrody.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536684653374563506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pras and I (Pras performed at the event)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TNZMka89B1I/AAAAAAAAAtY/pk81NOg6mC4/s1600/djerikahamilton.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TNZMka89B1I/AAAAAAAAAtY/pk81NOg6mC4/s320/djerikahamilton.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536696980492584786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-7720996565080277401?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7720996565080277401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/11/salon-millesime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7720996565080277401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7720996565080277401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/11/salon-millesime.html' title='Salon Millesime'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TNZBW42_ZLI/AAAAAAAAAss/QeNJfCrvkGA/s72-c/butlerbrody.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-1400386636585340333</id><published>2010-11-03T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T23:31:42.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Overload</title><content type='html'>Can barely keep up with a regular blog so figured it would be best to just stick with this blog as I don't have to write everyday or week for that matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was been insane! Sunday at SkyBar, Just got home from Marquee, Tomorrow I have a charity event in the LES, Friday another Charity Event in NoMad. Not to mention the work behind my special weekly party Savor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will bring more deets, but these past few months have been insane and yes I LOVE what I do, but I work almost everyday. My head is spinning! (no pun intended;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-1400386636585340333?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1400386636585340333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/11/overload.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1400386636585340333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1400386636585340333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/11/overload.html' title='Overload'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-4502701133512351192</id><published>2010-10-11T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T23:45:57.056-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='N&apos;Dea Davenport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>a VERY special event</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TLQDomQkO_I/AAAAAAAAAsg/MKZNmhsPiDg/s1600/1017flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TLQDomQkO_I/AAAAAAAAAsg/MKZNmhsPiDg/s400/1017flyer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527046638690122738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For table reservations: 212.889.7100&lt;br /&gt;SALON MILLESIME 92 Madison avenue at 29th street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since (quietly) opening it’s doors this past summer, Salon Millesime has already become a sophisticated platform for incredible talent and legendary musicians. In addition to their grandeur atmosphere, and celebrity chef, Millesime has hosted performances by Grammy nominated artists including Swizz Beatz, Tito Puente Jr, Brooklyn songstress Carol C., Nightlife legend Nickodemus and now the Brand New Heavies front women and internationally renowned recording artist N’Dea Davenport. With a slightly elevated stage that sits in the center of the main lounge, all performances have been incredibly intimate, undeniably engaging and extraordinarily unforgettable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to receiving critical acclaim for her work with Guru on Jazzmatazz and the Brand New Heavies, Grammy Nominated artist, N’Dea Davenport has also collaborated with numerous heavy weights including Mos Def, Moby, and Dallas Austin (to name a few). Please join us for this ONE NIGHT only performance and experience N’Dea’s infectious voice and seductive aura within a beautifully intimate environment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-4502701133512351192?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4502701133512351192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/10/very-special-event.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/4502701133512351192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/4502701133512351192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/10/very-special-event.html' title='a VERY special event'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TLQDomQkO_I/AAAAAAAAAsg/MKZNmhsPiDg/s72-c/1017flyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-6871921582862858786</id><published>2010-10-07T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T23:00:59.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Sexy Songs and Chocolate;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TK6zgaF2E_I/AAAAAAAAAsU/oDR7t3nFlSY/s1600/savorflyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TK6zgaF2E_I/AAAAAAAAAsU/oDR7t3nFlSY/s400/savorflyer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525551162171200498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TK6zYN1ubzI/AAAAAAAAAsM/eCIBQl2-Zc8/s1600/halloweenf+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TK6zYN1ubzI/AAAAAAAAAsM/eCIBQl2-Zc8/s400/halloweenf+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525551021443411762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-6871921582862858786?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/6871921582862858786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/10/sexy-songs-and-chocolate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6871921582862858786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6871921582862858786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/10/sexy-songs-and-chocolate.html' title='Sexy Songs and Chocolate;)'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TK6zgaF2E_I/AAAAAAAAAsU/oDR7t3nFlSY/s72-c/savorflyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-7343356496021756552</id><published>2010-09-29T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T21:44:07.012-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>up and coming gigs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TKQVLxiVKsI/AAAAAAAAAsA/RX8kD0SvE9M/s1600/nicodemus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TKQVLxiVKsI/AAAAAAAAAsA/RX8kD0SvE9M/s400/nicodemus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522562335083145922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also spinning this Friay at Sky Room 5-11pm&lt;br /&gt;330 West 40th Street, 33rd and 34th floor&lt;br /&gt;New York, NY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-7343356496021756552?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7343356496021756552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/09/up-and-coming-gigs_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7343356496021756552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7343356496021756552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/09/up-and-coming-gigs_29.html' title='up and coming gigs'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TKQVLxiVKsI/AAAAAAAAAsA/RX8kD0SvE9M/s72-c/nicodemus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-5407812092568313863</id><published>2010-09-23T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T21:50:17.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Savor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TJwtJw8wcmI/AAAAAAAAAr0/3Mw93AjsMKg/s1600/savor3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TJwtJw8wcmI/AAAAAAAAAr0/3Mw93AjsMKg/s400/savor3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520336889031193186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-5407812092568313863?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5407812092568313863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/09/savor_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5407812092568313863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5407812092568313863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/09/savor_23.html' title='Savor!'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TJwtJw8wcmI/AAAAAAAAAr0/3Mw93AjsMKg/s72-c/savor3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-1275310576632888075</id><published>2010-09-18T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T02:27:33.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Savor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TJSF9Rpw5oI/AAAAAAAAAro/Lu7xxzhpcjs/s1600/savor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TJSF9Rpw5oI/AAAAAAAAAro/Lu7xxzhpcjs/s400/savor2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518182731192788610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-1275310576632888075?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1275310576632888075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/09/savor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1275310576632888075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1275310576632888075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/09/savor.html' title='Savor!'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TJSF9Rpw5oI/AAAAAAAAAro/Lu7xxzhpcjs/s72-c/savor2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-3522096500660298044</id><published>2010-09-09T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T00:15:02.087-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Savor Sundays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>The Return of Savor Sundays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TIiImTyb1II/AAAAAAAAArc/9jmRs1s1f34/s1600/savor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 395px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TIiImTyb1II/AAAAAAAAArc/9jmRs1s1f34/s400/savor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514807935443391618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday please join me for a truly seductive and vintage experience. My beloved soiree known as 'Savor Sundays' is returning to nyc's most tasteful music venue...... Salon Millesime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a cocktail list named after jazz songs like 'Night and Day', and a sonic landscape of rare grooves, 70s soul and old school hip-hop. Savor Sundays is an early evening soiree, and promises to deliver a classic new york city experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music &lt;br /&gt;mixed by Erika Hamilton &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cocktails&lt;br /&gt;created by Peter Chase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food&lt;br /&gt;by Laurent Manrique &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No cover, dress nice (not up) and bring nothing but good energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6pm-12am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salon Millesime&lt;br /&gt;92 Madision ave at the Carlton Hotel&lt;br /&gt;(Between 28th street and 29th street)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-3522096500660298044?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3522096500660298044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/09/return-of-savor-sundays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3522096500660298044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3522096500660298044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/09/return-of-savor-sundays.html' title='The Return of Savor Sundays!'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TIiImTyb1II/AAAAAAAAArc/9jmRs1s1f34/s72-c/savor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-8404492145034940600</id><published>2010-09-01T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T21:50:04.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Up and Coming Gigs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sunday Sept 12th at Salon Millesime 8pm-1am&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Sept 14th at Empire Hotel Rooftop 6-8pm&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Sept 14th at Greenhouse 9-10pm&lt;br /&gt;Friday Sept 17th at Carnival 9-3am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TH9MDgS0ryI/AAAAAAAAArE/ddMm1sPAJ0s/s1600/empire+sept.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TH9MDgS0ryI/AAAAAAAAArE/ddMm1sPAJ0s/s320/empire+sept.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512208092016979746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TH9M0MaeMvI/AAAAAAAAArQ/FnPBAjPkE38/s1600/45914_475461430800_607460800_7050066_2699130_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TH9M0MaeMvI/AAAAAAAAArQ/FnPBAjPkE38/s320/45914_475461430800_607460800_7050066_2699130_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512208928493941490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-8404492145034940600?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8404492145034940600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/09/up-and-coming-gigs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8404492145034940600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8404492145034940600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/09/up-and-coming-gigs.html' title='Up and Coming Gigs'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TH9MDgS0ryI/AAAAAAAAArE/ddMm1sPAJ0s/s72-c/empire+sept.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-901683283012502543</id><published>2010-08-21T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T23:39:46.780-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Up and Coming Gig</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/THDFzZp2G4I/AAAAAAAAAqw/Gd9SS3tn4Wc/s1600/40396_132655816779114_100001040891124_178365_6181073_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/THDFzZp2G4I/AAAAAAAAAqw/Gd9SS3tn4Wc/s400/40396_132655816779114_100001040891124_178365_6181073_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508119831124515714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-901683283012502543?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/901683283012502543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/08/up-and-coming-gig.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/901683283012502543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/901683283012502543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/08/up-and-coming-gig.html' title='Up and Coming Gig'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/THDFzZp2G4I/AAAAAAAAAqw/Gd9SS3tn4Wc/s72-c/40396_132655816779114_100001040891124_178365_6181073_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-7271995769676769278</id><published>2010-07-29T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T18:17:17.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joonbug'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erikathedj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Moving on and up</title><content type='html'>Greetings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was given the chance to write a column at joonbug and I have taken the opportunity with all of my heart and soul!! This might mean that I will be taking a little hiatus from writing for my very own beloved blog, however A Girls Guide To DJaying can only move forward from this transition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there will be a lot more juicy tid bits on my adventures from the DJ booth at Joonbug. Especially since I will actually have real DEADLINES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joonbug.com/newyork &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will still be updating AGGDJ with my gigs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-7271995769676769278?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7271995769676769278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/07/moving-on-and-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7271995769676769278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7271995769676769278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/07/moving-on-and-up.html' title='Moving on and up'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-5074022205721062772</id><published>2010-07-27T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T13:58:03.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Up and Coming Gigs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TE9IIoh4FwI/AAAAAAAAAqk/kZpCiF1aNuE/s1600/StyleRocks_7_30_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TE9IIoh4FwI/AAAAAAAAAqk/kZpCiF1aNuE/s320/StyleRocks_7_30_10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498692983198324482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday I'm back at Carnival for a full night of pure unadulterated fun.&lt;br /&gt;This Saturday I'm at Hudson Terrace 7-10pm&lt;br /&gt;and Sunday I'm spinning at a Lingerie show at a certain very exclusive venue, but sorry this is a private event;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-5074022205721062772?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5074022205721062772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/07/up-and-coming-gigs_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5074022205721062772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5074022205721062772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/07/up-and-coming-gigs_27.html' title='Up and Coming Gigs'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TE9IIoh4FwI/AAAAAAAAAqk/kZpCiF1aNuE/s72-c/StyleRocks_7_30_10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-5926996732757183086</id><published>2010-07-19T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T21:10:30.175-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Up and Coming Gigs</title><content type='html'>This weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TEUggDoXDiI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/uVc3TEmvFSI/s1600/37762_124632070914822_100001040891124_141619_6075952_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TEUggDoXDiI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/uVc3TEmvFSI/s320/37762_124632070914822_100001040891124_141619_6075952_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495834655378050594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TEUhIOlIwTI/AAAAAAAAAqY/XqRSDKnF380/s1600/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TEUhIOlIwTI/AAAAAAAAAqY/XqRSDKnF380/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495835345512087858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-5926996732757183086?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5926996732757183086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/07/up-and-coming-gigs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5926996732757183086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5926996732757183086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/07/up-and-coming-gigs.html' title='Up and Coming Gigs'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TEUggDoXDiI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/uVc3TEmvFSI/s72-c/37762_124632070914822_100001040891124_141619_6075952_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-1058934662352719310</id><published>2010-07-09T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T23:51:04.462-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Up and Coming Gig</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TDgWvqwceUI/AAAAAAAAAqE/6s1RsdhCTq0/s1600/flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 118px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TDgWvqwceUI/AAAAAAAAAqE/6s1RsdhCTq0/s320/flyer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492164753765464386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-1058934662352719310?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1058934662352719310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/07/up-and-coming-gig_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1058934662352719310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1058934662352719310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/07/up-and-coming-gig_09.html' title='Up and Coming Gig'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TDgWvqwceUI/AAAAAAAAAqE/6s1RsdhCTq0/s72-c/flyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-2738957330726302943</id><published>2010-07-08T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T00:34:58.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthony Hamilton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Anthony Hamilton...I'm Feelin you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TDV-izrz1sI/AAAAAAAAAp4/8_MCpA0U-aw/s1600/anthonyhamilton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TDV-izrz1sI/AAAAAAAAAp4/8_MCpA0U-aw/s320/anthonyhamilton.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491434457102800578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of December 09, I found myself in midst of a little dilemma. It was the end of a decade, and I felt compelled to choose the best albums, songs and artists. The problem with that is, I am really bad at being put on the spot. I tend to decide my 'favorites' on my own terms and in my own time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this evening, I realized that &lt;strong&gt;Anthony Hamilton, is in my opinion the best R&amp;B artist to come out in the 00s&lt;/strong&gt;. I came to this conclusion when I dropped &lt;em&gt;Can't Let Go&lt;/em&gt; at the end of my DJ set. At this point the lounge was pretty empty, but as soon as I played that track, it was as if the room was brimming with energy. With a BPM (beats per minute) less than 1/3 of the average 'club' record, I have to say there is something to be said about the raw emotion and soul that pours out of that song. Anthony Hamilton has a way of effortlessly creating a sound and an emotion that seems so familiar yet it feels completely new. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf" height="311" width="410" style="width:410px;height:311px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=59820741&amp;path=2010/07/08&amp;mycolor=222222&amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-2738957330726302943?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2738957330726302943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/07/anthony-hamiltonim-feelin-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2738957330726302943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2738957330726302943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/07/anthony-hamiltonim-feelin-you.html' title='Anthony Hamilton...I&apos;m Feelin you!'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TDV-izrz1sI/AAAAAAAAAp4/8_MCpA0U-aw/s72-c/anthonyhamilton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-536869335776651314</id><published>2010-07-06T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:26:16.256-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tillman&apos;s Live'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Up and Coming Gig</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TDLaHc5P7qI/AAAAAAAAAps/NnOIxNs7rGQ/s1600/till.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 197px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TDLaHc5P7qI/AAAAAAAAAps/NnOIxNs7rGQ/s400/till.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490690717268307618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS WEDNESDAY JULY 7TH&lt;br /&gt;TILLMAN'S Live&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A live performance by &lt;br /&gt;Arinmaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh and Sweet Cool Down Sets&lt;br /&gt;by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erika Hamilton &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spinning at Tillman's regularly now for almost a year and I have to say that it is still one of my favorite spots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live music, great food and beautiful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No cover. Just bring good energy!&lt;br /&gt;8pm (until you leave;)&lt;br /&gt;165 W.26th street&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-536869335776651314?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/536869335776651314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/07/up-and-coming-gig.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/536869335776651314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/536869335776651314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/07/up-and-coming-gig.html' title='Up and Coming Gig'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TDLaHc5P7qI/AAAAAAAAAps/NnOIxNs7rGQ/s72-c/till.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-5378182465294120982</id><published>2010-07-05T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T00:34:39.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Sounds of July</title><content type='html'>Hot, Sweet, Sexy, Sweaty, Sultry and Dirty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess summer in the city is a bit like some of July's music releases! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf" height="311" width="410" style="width:410px;height:311px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=59521058&amp;path=2010/07/05&amp;mycolor=222222&amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-5378182465294120982?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/5378182465294120982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/07/sounds-of-july.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5378182465294120982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/5378182465294120982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/07/sounds-of-july.html' title='Sounds of July'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-998918123632830352</id><published>2010-07-04T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T23:59:45.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erikathedj'/><title type='text'>follow me</title><content type='html'>@erikathedj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just set up a twitter, yeah I know 'twitter is so 2008'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too busy updating my blog to tweet;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-998918123632830352?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/998918123632830352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/07/follow-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/998918123632830352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/998918123632830352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/07/follow-me.html' title='follow me'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-1170672994837662248</id><published>2010-06-28T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T00:22:37.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>Since my first post to the &lt;em&gt;A Girls Guide to DJaying &lt;/em&gt;Blog in mid June of last year, I have received over 4 thousand hits, and over 2 thousand new visitors. I know it's 'relative', but those are pretty big numbers as far as I'm concerned....so, thank you for taking an interest in my adventures from within and around the DJ booth. I will be sure to be more diligent with getting more posts in over the up and coming year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-1170672994837662248?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1170672994837662248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/06/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1170672994837662248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1170672994837662248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/06/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-8780786942112637416</id><published>2010-06-26T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T00:06:26.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Where have I been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TCbwvX9ANYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/TNs0FgeQmYk/s1600/highbar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TCbwvX9ANYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/TNs0FgeQmYk/s320/highbar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487337892671927682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is safe to say that during the summer, I am out a lot more and don't have much time to update my beloved blog. I'm such a slacker. With that said, let me give you a quick update: &lt;br /&gt;-It was a wonderful night at Tillman's last week with the Igmar Thomas trio. The crowd was small due to that Lakers game(whatever). I hung around after my set to hang out with Igmar and his crew as we reminisced over the early summer stage days, and giant step. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-There have been a good handful of super hot and sexy rooftop parties, please stay tuned for the next one (empire hotel, highbar and hudson terrace).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Carnival was intense as usual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and I've recently discovered my love of peanut MMs;) They are soo underrated&lt;br /&gt;(above is a pic of me at HighBar in early June)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-8780786942112637416?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/8780786942112637416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-have-i-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8780786942112637416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/8780786942112637416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been?'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TCbwvX9ANYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/TNs0FgeQmYk/s72-c/highbar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-3303930438358289800</id><published>2010-06-11T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T23:44:41.646-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Sounds of June</title><content type='html'>In a few words:  Jay-Z and MIA get down, Sia's sweet blues and an actual 'blue's album' from Cyndi Layper! and you already know about that new Kanye song;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry it couldn't be a little 'meatier' than that, I've been on another lever of 'busy' this past month)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf" height="311" width="410" 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rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/06/sounds-of-june.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3303930438358289800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3303930438358289800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/06/sounds-of-june.html' title='Sounds of June'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-6192986055041899436</id><published>2010-06-06T21:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T22:02:01.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite slang'/><title type='text'>New Favorite Slang</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I FEEL A CERTAIN TYPE OF WAY&lt;/em&gt;.....&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEFINTION:&lt;/strong&gt; to have a strong negative feeling towards someone, something or a situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IN A SENTENCE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a certain type of way about Heidi Montag's nasty plastic make-over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a certain type of way about the fact that google and yahoo sold a few 'search terms' like 'oil spill' to BP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-6192986055041899436?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/6192986055041899436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-favorite-slang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6192986055041899436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/6192986055041899436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-favorite-slang.html' title='New Favorite Slang'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-4770888743460448915</id><published>2010-05-29T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T15:52:20.006-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Up and Coming Gig</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TAGanVnpjXI/AAAAAAAAAno/tRqZXNwvhkw/s1600/fly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TAGanVnpjXI/AAAAAAAAAno/tRqZXNwvhkw/s400/fly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476828622468255090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-4770888743460448915?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/4770888743460448915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/up-and-coming-gig_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/4770888743460448915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/4770888743460448915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/up-and-coming-gig_29.html' title='Up and Coming Gig'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TAGanVnpjXI/AAAAAAAAAno/tRqZXNwvhkw/s72-c/fly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-3261205966955734720</id><published>2010-05-29T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T15:23:02.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love NYC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TAGTvWdtOnI/AAAAAAAAAnY/7FVVvQKDqjw/s1600/nyc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TAGTvWdtOnI/AAAAAAAAAnY/7FVVvQKDqjw/s200/nyc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476821063552547442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love New York City. I love the sound of traffic. I love the street art. I love the fact that I can easily walk passed different people from over 100 different cultures in one day. I love subway entertainment: the dancers, the drummers, the singers. I love that I can get a waffle at 4am. I love all the outdoor concerts. I love the stoops, fire escapes and even the window guards. I love how New Yorkers are such genuine people. I love the nightlife, from Jazz to techno. I love the food, oh the food from Ethiopian, to Argentinian to Chinese/Mexican fusion or Japanican (Japanese and Jamaican). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you NYC and I promise to never take you for granted again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-3261205966955734720?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3261205966955734720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-love-nyc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3261205966955734720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3261205966955734720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-love-nyc.html' title='I love NYC'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/TAGTvWdtOnI/AAAAAAAAAnY/7FVVvQKDqjw/s72-c/nyc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-3125635283784638922</id><published>2010-05-17T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:39:05.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dole Real Fruit Bites'/><title type='text'>Latest Obsession!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S_In7ANf7kI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/MKCzUXMm_3I/s1600/dole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S_In7ANf7kI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/MKCzUXMm_3I/s320/dole.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472480391830957634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to snack and I love sweet food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those new Dole Real Fruit Bites (mango) are AMAZING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There like these little clusters of oats, yogurt and mango. It's healthy, low cal and filling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hooked!!  Seriously though, this is the best things since, Ben and Jerry's FroYo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-3125635283784638922?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3125635283784638922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/latest-obsession.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3125635283784638922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3125635283784638922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/latest-obsession.html' title='Latest Obsession!'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S_In7ANf7kI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/MKCzUXMm_3I/s72-c/dole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-1475925626056354133</id><published>2010-05-17T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T22:04:17.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funky Drummer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>The Path of The Funky Drummer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S_Im57V2FvI/AAAAAAAAAnI/B6MH32ReOs0/s1600/FunkyDrummer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S_Im57V2FvI/AAAAAAAAAnI/B6MH32ReOs0/s320/FunkyDrummer2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472479273832290034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of being a music "know it all", is coming across something I &lt;em&gt;DON'T &lt;/em&gt;know. Earlier this evening I was in a friend's car and I thought I heard the funky drummer, and I did! I just hadn't heard this particular version of the funky drummer. The song was Sublime's cover of the Grateful Dead's Scarlet Begonias. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Funky Drummer has also been used in so many other great tracks. I figured I'd follow the unique rock, funk, and hip-hop path of the funky drummr and see where it takes me. I'm sure I'm missing a few stops. Either way, I like that sublime track, and I love it when I hear something new that is really something old. It doesn't happen that often;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf" height="311" width="410" style="width:410px;height:311px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=54528155&amp;path=2010/05/18&amp;mycolor=222222&amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-1475925626056354133?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1475925626056354133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/path-of-funky-drummer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1475925626056354133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1475925626056354133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/path-of-funky-drummer.html' title='The Path of The Funky Drummer'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S_Im57V2FvI/AAAAAAAAAnI/B6MH32ReOs0/s72-c/FunkyDrummer2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-2732750785802343000</id><published>2010-05-15T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T22:16:16.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Up and Coming Gig</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S-9_koEq10I/AAAAAAAAAnA/zlq4U8DfhDA/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S-9_koEq10I/AAAAAAAAAnA/zlq4U8DfhDA/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471732339487463234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-2732750785802343000?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2732750785802343000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/up-and-coming-gig_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2732750785802343000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2732750785802343000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/up-and-coming-gig_15.html' title='Up and Coming Gig'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S-9_koEq10I/AAAAAAAAAnA/zlq4U8DfhDA/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-3502844579185756165</id><published>2010-05-13T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T20:51:55.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>What Is 'bad' music?</title><content type='html'>A reoccurring theme in my blog and my career is my struggle to distinguish the difference between 'good' and 'bad' music. It &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; very strange for me to feel this way. After all, I have worked as a music director for a NYC FM radio station, I was a music editor for a reputable and edgy lifestyle magazine, not to mention nearly 1000 gigs as a club/ party DJ, and countless clients as a music consultant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a bona fide music professional but the truth is 50% of the work I do in music does not reflect my personal taste in music. I have learned to read crowds, research numbers, study demographics and play, schedule and provide music that is "good" for the project or event. Call me a 'sell out' but I don't enjoy djing when the crowd isn't feeling it. I might not be a huge Lil Wayne fan, but sometimes he can make the room 'light up' with energy and that makes me &lt;em&gt;feel &lt;/em&gt;good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of my "DJ" and "music" friends tend to be elitists. In some cases they will turn a 'deaf ear' to anything that is commercially successful. Some people won't even bother to listen to a song because of the artist, or even the genre. Is it genre discrimination? Why do people feel that they are defined by the music they listen to or like? Why can't we just &lt;em&gt;like &lt;/em&gt;the music we like and just not like the music we don't with out all of the freaking stigmas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-3502844579185756165?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3502844579185756165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-is-bad-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3502844579185756165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3502844579185756165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-is-bad-music.html' title='What Is &apos;bad&apos; music?'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-487757920055676524</id><published>2010-05-11T22:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T22:27:13.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>I have been such a slacker this month when it comes to my blog. Consulting deadlines, gigs, and other stuff. Oh boy, I am running on a couple hours of sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many thoughts, so many little stories I don't know where to begin, but I will start soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess in short, MAY HAS BEEN CRAZY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-487757920055676524?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/487757920055676524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/exhausted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/487757920055676524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/487757920055676524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-1899091548167523701</id><published>2010-05-08T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T18:44:21.142-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Up and Coming Gig</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S-YTbJK7W_I/AAAAAAAAAm4/kz3fiOnIbUA/s1600/tillman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S-YTbJK7W_I/AAAAAAAAAm4/kz3fiOnIbUA/s400/tillman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469080154527194098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Wednesday it's Tillman's Live Baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-1899091548167523701?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/1899091548167523701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/up-and-coming-gig.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1899091548167523701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/1899091548167523701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/up-and-coming-gig.html' title='Up and Coming Gig'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S-YTbJK7W_I/AAAAAAAAAm4/kz3fiOnIbUA/s72-c/tillman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-7186823588712444955</id><published>2010-05-06T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T21:36:25.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is hard to</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S-OYbvA-iDI/AAAAAAAAAmw/kITheZ8Qj8w/s1600/werthers_sugarless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S-OYbvA-iDI/AAAAAAAAAmw/kITheZ8Qj8w/s200/werthers_sugarless.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468381974802368562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe that it is a week into May! Maybe it's Mercury retrograde or maybe it's my crazy schedule, but I just haven't had the chance to write. Goodness. Coming soon will be the sounds of May and a recap on the past few gigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now all I can say is Werther's sugar free caramel candy is my latest obsession!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-7186823588712444955?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7186823588712444955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-is-hard-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7186823588712444955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7186823588712444955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-is-hard-to.html' title='It is hard to'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S-OYbvA-iDI/AAAAAAAAAmw/kITheZ8Qj8w/s72-c/werthers_sugarless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-7002024651466746920</id><published>2010-04-30T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T00:00:58.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>Up and Coming Gig</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S90jJIGqPHI/AAAAAAAAAmo/G9lv2yypB7A/s1600/flyer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S90jJIGqPHI/AAAAAAAAAmo/G9lv2yypB7A/s400/flyer1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466564162398862450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-7002024651466746920?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7002024651466746920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/04/up-and-coming-gig_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7002024651466746920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7002024651466746920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/04/up-and-coming-gig_30.html' title='Up and Coming Gig'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S90jJIGqPHI/AAAAAAAAAmo/G9lv2yypB7A/s72-c/flyer1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-132088052104087504</id><published>2010-04-30T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T21:17:11.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you speak good 'starbucks' ?</title><content type='html'>Yes, I love Starbucks and through the years I have learned to speak the language of Starbucks very well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being able to speak good 'Starbucks' can be beneficial in many ways. My ability to speak good starbucks has also saved me a lot of $$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example: If you ask for an 'Iced Dopio', you will be given two shots of espresso over ice. You could take that cup and fill it with milk at their condiment station, and then your iced dopio will turn into a tall iced latte. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do feel a little guilty about sharing that secret, but I honestly believe that all the money I have spent at Starbucks over the years surely will make up for anyone that reads this and uses the info;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-132088052104087504?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/132088052104087504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/04/do-you-speak-good-starbucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/132088052104087504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/132088052104087504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/04/do-you-speak-good-starbucks.html' title='Do you speak good &apos;starbucks&apos; ?'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-3377558193611372360</id><published>2010-04-24T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T01:17:04.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Favorite Slang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thirsty:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; adj.&lt;/span&gt; To be and or appear to be desperate, anxious or needy. In need of attention or being in the spot light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a sentence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does he keep calling me? Damn he's thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Palin is really going to run for president? Wow, she's thirsty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-3377558193611372360?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/3377558193611372360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-favorite-slang.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3377558193611372360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/3377558193611372360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-favorite-slang.html' title='New Favorite Slang'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-2856547268640350805</id><published>2010-04-24T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T18:06:04.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>I turned it up!</title><content type='html'>Don't know what it is with me and 'sound guys' but I have always had a fairly strange relationship with 'the sound guy' at clubs. Not all locations have a 'sound guy' but the bigger clubs always have an in house AV guy.  I guess with me it's always been a love/hate thing. I also know that I am making a big generalization.  I think a lot of 'sound guys' have seen me as some stuck up diva 'type', though anyone that knows me knows that is not true. I always get this strange vibe of resentment from the AV guy. Maybe I'm crazy, or maybe I'm not but most AV guys are DJs too, and become AV guys because they hardly booked as DJs. Is that obnoxious of me to say? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tonight I was rockin the house, and the sound guy came out of no where and started to yell at me, I mean &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; yell at me. "YOU ARE IN THE RED"!! YOU ARE IN THE RED!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, ok, it happens. It really does. When you have a packed house and hot dance floor a lot of DJs can get caught up in the moment and may not be aware of their levels. Perhaps after years of DJing our hearing has gotten worse, or the monitor is too loud. But no matter what, I and most DJs like to 'turn it up' or 'pump up the volume' whatever you want to call it, it's what we do! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-2856547268640350805?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2856547268640350805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-turned-it-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2856547268640350805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2856547268640350805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-turned-it-up.html' title='I turned it up!'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-2569754178051670113</id><published>2010-04-21T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T00:55:34.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guru'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gang Starr'/><title type='text'>A Tribute to Guru and a Tribute to Hip-Hop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S8_Y_fZatMI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/exZ4YBe05w0/s1600/guru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S8_Y_fZatMI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/exZ4YBe05w0/s320/guru.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462823458295166146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music world, the hip-hop world, the DJ world and all of the world lost a legend. Guru's voice represents the foundation of hip-hop as we know it today. Loosing Guru to cancer is not only a tragedy, but almost a symbol of how this genre has evolved and become a cornerstone in pop music. In other words, hip-hop is no longer a baby, no longer a teenager, or even a young adult. Hip-hop has graduated to an infinite and timeless art form, much like Jazz, Rock and Roll and R&amp;B. I strongly believe it is just a matter of time before Lincoln Center and Carnegie Hall will start hosting hip-hop festivals/concerts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born and raised along with this particular genre. I am proud to be a NYC native, where I have been blessed enough to have heard the sounds of rap music at it's purest form. Just like hip-hop, I was just a baby/enfant in the 80s and I was able to watch and hear hip-hop grow as I grew all the way through the 90s into what it is today. Guru's voice and legacy will always be a big part of that experience. I have had the honor to hear him perform live on several occasions. I know for sure that his music will live for all of eternity through DJs across the globe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP &lt;br /&gt;GURU 1966-2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf" height="311" width="410" style="width:410px;height:311px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=51594285&amp;path=2010/04/22&amp;mycolor=222222&amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-2569754178051670113?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/2569754178051670113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/04/tribute-ot-guru-and-tribute-to-hip-hop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2569754178051670113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/2569754178051670113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/04/tribute-ot-guru-and-tribute-to-hip-hop.html' title='A Tribute to Guru and a Tribute to Hip-Hop'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S8_Y_fZatMI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/exZ4YBe05w0/s72-c/guru.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2626656454494407740.post-7161745912162925370</id><published>2010-04-21T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T00:56:04.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Erika Hamilton'/><title type='text'>I have been sleeping ON Wale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S8_Oz2dfxDI/AAAAAAAAAmI/NtXO-RMMTlo/s1600/wale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S8_Oz2dfxDI/AAAAAAAAAmI/NtXO-RMMTlo/s320/wale.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462812263211582514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I am a little late to the party but Wale's debut last year sort of fell under my DJ radar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fave track from his album &lt;em&gt;Attention Deficit &lt;/em&gt;would have to be &lt;em&gt;90210&lt;/em&gt;. A funky and rigid parody on the lifestyles of the (wannabe) rich and famous. If anything it's really just a PSA for young girls disguised in a hot hip-hop track. The song addresses coke addiction, eating disorders and all that good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that Wale brings something a little different and quite refreshing to the table. He is one of two of my favorite hip-hop debuts from the past year (the other being kid cudi;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf" height="311" width="410" style="width:410px;height:311px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=51591700&amp;path=2010/04/21&amp;mycolor=222222&amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;autoplay=false&amp;rand=0&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=0&amp;grad=false"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2626656454494407740-7161745912162925370?l=agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/feeds/7161745912162925370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-been-sleeping-on-wale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7161745912162925370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2626656454494407740/posts/default/7161745912162925370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agirlsguidetodjaying.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-been-sleeping-on-wale.html' title='I have been sleeping ON Wale'/><author><name>Erika Hamilton</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01473292471986099762</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/SzxGEDtSd6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/CvjbUDAgDYU/S220/djerikahamilton.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ODBjg9gaLDA/S8_Oz2dfxDI/AAAAAAAAAmI/NtXO-RMMTlo/s72-c/wale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
