Wow, this weekend just failed.
I DJ'd at my regular gig on Saturday. I've been taking a break lately to reset my rig, get my head straight and figure out this whole "DJ Future" thing.
So I went back to the club with all my trusty gear. We had this "big name" in the goth/industrial scene, Dirk Ivens. This guy was a pioneer in the early to late 90's for our scene, involved in bands like The Klinik, Dive and Absolute Body Control. Now, "big name" doesn't mean much when the majority of the club kids were barely out of diapers when that "big name" was something that could resemble a big name.
This guy wpent two hours spinning what a friend called Blegian Nu-Beat. It was terrible. There was no energy, no one was dancing, I couldn't even sit out there it was painfully boring. And then he told the guy who runs the night he was having fun and wanted to keep going...
It was awful.
Then the local DJ's went on and we kept the floor moving all night long.
I hate "big names". :-)
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