Hi all. Just like to take this opportunity to wish you all a happy new year. New years eve was a great party at the Ship Hotel in Chichester. I really love it when the whole crowd has one thing on it’s collective mind. Dance! It was one of those parties where people are practically swinging from the chandeliers. I’m sure they would have too if there were any. Outside it was freezing but inside it was steaming! Can I think of any more good DJ metaphors? One guy asked me if I could play “Can you feel it” by The Jacksons. “No problem” I said and I did. 20 minutes later he said: “Can you play that song then?” “I did” I said.
One horrible moment someone knocked a drink over on one of my powered bass bins and I thought “oh my god that ones going to need a repair.” or words to that effect. It was looking decidedly ill with the speaker cone pulsing quite unnaturally fast and not in rhythm. It turned out to be the protection circuit kicking in. I was going a bit mad with the input volume. Unusual for me to overdrive them but it was that kind of party. Having said that though I’m going to check it again just to make sure. Well things are looking pretty good for this year despite the depression. I’ve never been in one before so I’m hoping folks want to party all the more to try and forget about it. We’ll see. Today I managed to double book someone. It was such a lovely few phone calls too. Shame I won’t get to meet them. So angry at myself. I’ve only ever done that once before in ten years. Damn! Will try and fill the first gig in on the right day in the diary next time. Bugger! Sorry Wendy. Like I say. Was lovely to talk to you.
Joke of the week:
A couple were invited to a swanky masked Halloween Party. She got a terrible headache and told her husband to go to the party alone. He being a devoted husband, protested, but she argued and said she was going to take some aspirin and go to bed, and there was no need of his good time being spoiled by not going. So he took his costume and away he went.
The wife, after sleeping soundly for one hour, awakened without pain and as it was still early, she decided to go the party. In as much as her husband did not know what her costume was, she thought she would have some fun by watching her husband to see how he acted when she was not with him.
She joined the party and soon spotted her husband cavorting around on the dance floor, dancing with every nice chick he could, and copping a little feel here and a little kiss there. His wife sidled up to him and being a rather seductive babe herself, he left his partner high and dry and devoted his time to the new stuff that had just arrived She let him go as far as he wished; naturally, since he was her husband.
Finally, he whispered a little proposition in her ear and she agreed, so off they went to one of the cars and had a little bang. Just before unmasking at midnight, she slipped away and went home and put the costume away and got into bed, wondering what kind of explanation he would make for his behaviour.
She was sitting up reading when he came in and asked what kind of a time he had. He said, “Oh, the same old thing. You know I never have a good time when you’re not there.”
Then she asked, “Did you dance much?”
He replied, “I’ll tell you, I never even danced one dance. When I got there, I met Pete, Bill Brown and some other guys, so we went into the den and played poker all evening. But you’re not going to believe what happened to the guy I loaned my costume to…”
Got a real Ronnie Corbett flavour to that one eh? You can almost hear that “spiraling down”/ “filling up the cup” sound effect at the end..
See you all next time.