On Sun, 16 Jul 2000 05:51:46 -0500, "sean deason" wrote: > most annoying line: "Do you have anything with words in > it?" > second most annoying: "Come on! but youre black! you > *must* have some hip > hop with you!" > > sean
Sean: re: #2: Wow! Another memorable experience, this one way back in 1987-ish (the days when my only knowledge of techno in lil' ol' Halifax was a soley a compilation called "Techno: The New Dance Sound Of Detroit" which was available through Virgin Records and thus I found at my local chain record store): I was living in residence at University and had a Friday and Saturday night "residency" (ie I played music all night for whoever might show up, might be a rock music wanting crowd, might be a dance music wanting crowd, might be a cheesy music wanting crowd) at the University's bar, which just happened to be, literally, right next door to my residence. Thus I was able to bring over, again literally, my entire record collection to choose from (played about 5 hours a night for a varied crowd, so it was good to have everything). That was back when you played a bit of *everything* in sets. The most popular request was "that 'get down on your knees' song" (yep, that's how people requested it; they were referencing the chorus to New Order's Bizarre Love Triangle). I still remember buying the Steve Silk Hurley mixes of their new single Fine Time and being super frustrated when I couldn't break it to the crowd no matter how I tried. Anyway, the story: the booth was really big, I mean really big, and I was set up with the turntables (no 1200s for me back then, baby, we're talking whatever could be scrounged) at the very front with my records in crates on a couple of tables at the very back of the booth. The entrance to the booth was back by the tables, and it was pretty dark at the back at the booth (I had my records extremely well organized, so it didn't really matter that it was dimly lit where they were). Anyway, I was playing out and kept getting the eerie feeling that there was someone in the booth with me; but quick glances around--nope, there was no one standing next to me. I had a good bunch of records up at the front with me, but after a bit (maybe 20 minutes or so), I thought of a record that I wanted to get that was in the crates at the back. So I went back to the back and there was a woman standing there, with her back to me, hunched over my crates and going through my records. She had a big pile on one side of her (like 30 records or so) and was adding to the pile. I said "uh, can I help you?" and she said "Yeah, I'm picking out some records for you to play." I kindly thanked her (sarcasm on here) and she left the booth. Had I not had to go back to the back of the booth (again, it was BIG), I wonder how many records she would have pulled? Anyway, after she left, I looked to see what she had pulled, and it was all the more accessible stuff I had for the more conservative crowds when I was doing off-university things. Not sure what she was thinking; if it had been a restaurant, wouldn't that have been the equivalent of her going back into the kitchen to "help" the chef prepare her meal? Andrew Duke out now: Environmental Politics http://and-oar.org Take Nothing For Granted http://acidfake.tk Sprung http://bip-hop.com http://warprecords.com/mart/music/release.php? cat=BLEEP12&fc_type=CD *Canadian electronica album of the year nominee* More Destructive Than Organized http://staalplaat.com Highest Common Denominator http://pieheadrecords.com Physical and Mental Health http://dialrecords.com 74'02 (split with Hypo) http://tsunami-addiction.com Waveforms: Halifax Electronic Music Compilation http://techno.ca/cognition
