the lj girl-dj posse expands
Feb. 28th, 2004 12:30 pmi'm not sure if i've mentioned it here, but after the club promoting i was doing last fall, i got really interested in doing some dj work. (i am also very much inspired by the accomplishments of
elusis,
alicetiara, and
phamos818.) it seemed sensible to channel my passions for having the newest hottest music possible and going to cool clubs. so i got dj equipment for christmas and i've been messing around with it in my apartment ever since, to the possible annoyance of my neighbors.
my plan was to play at home and for parties for a while until i felt like i had the hang of it, and then use my contacts in the club community to get some club gigs. but yesterday at work, i got a call from a friend who told me one of their friends was running a club and was desperate for a dj. to play that night. i figured what the hell, so we (veronica serves as my manager in these situations) agreed to do it.
i went over a bit early to check out the set-up and talk to the owner and i was so nervious. i had to go up to the bartender and say "hi, i'm abby, i'm the dj tonight and i'm looking for mark" and i could barely say it with a straight face it sounded so damn funny to me. anyhow, the meeting went very well because i've been on the other end of that meeting a few times and watched my djs enough to know what the hell i was supposed to be doing.
so i went away and came back at 10 to set up and stuff, and there, where i was supposed to set up, was another guy, all set up, but not playing. and none of the people who were supposed to be in charge were there. we hung out for a little bit and i was this close to just bailing, but then the promoters (i use the term loosely, they were horrrrribly disorganized!) showed up. there was then an inter-promoter battle about which dj should play.
it was decided that we would split sets. veronica stepped in and insisted that i would play first, for 1.5 hours, and then we would discuss whether i wanted to come back after the other guy did a set. she is the bomb manager. so i set up, with the other dj and his faux-manager glowering at me, like some kind of equipment set-up challenge! the other djs friend was telling me that the guy had been playing in LA for two years for celebrity x and y and also z and he had made a name for himself but obviously i was the important one tonight because the promoters liked me so much, blah blah. i got totally freaked out and all "i will prove myself even though i've never done this before, glower all you want, fucker."
and then i set up and played and 1.5 hours was gone like That. it was so much fun. the most fun. funnest ever. and i got a lot of compliments, from my friends, from the promoters ("ohmigod, you are Exactly what we wanted!"), from the bartenders, from patrons who were dancing. it was so badly run that there were not very many people there and there was no coherent club feel, so there wasn't a bumpin' dance floor or anything, but for my first time it was like 5,000 times better than i expected. i didn't fuck up once, all my transitions were smooth, the volumes were level, nothing went horribly wrong.
until i was winding up, and the power went off. in the whole building. wait, the whole block. no, it seems to be a four block radius. people were milling around but not leaving, the bartenders were still serving, they were offering drink specials to keep people there, someone was talking about running home to get a generator. so we packed up and took off - good choice because i later heard the power didn't come back on for hours and the generator didn't work.
before i left, the owner came to talk to me. he said the bar has a viewing party for "the l-word" every sunday and he's been getting a good crowd, but they all leave after the show. would i like to dj after the show for a bit to keep people there? i suspect part of this is that i am a hot girl and will be playing for a lesbian crowd but Still i am Thrilled. aie!
so i'm still talking to him about the details but i think it would be a great place for me to get some practice playing for people in a very low-pressure situation. and make some money. and maybe get hit on by hot lesbians. there is no downside!
i'm just proud of myself for stepping up and doing it and doing it (and doing it) well. who would have thought even 24 hours ago that i would do that last night? what crazy shit might go on tonight?
my plan was to play at home and for parties for a while until i felt like i had the hang of it, and then use my contacts in the club community to get some club gigs. but yesterday at work, i got a call from a friend who told me one of their friends was running a club and was desperate for a dj. to play that night. i figured what the hell, so we (veronica serves as my manager in these situations) agreed to do it.
i went over a bit early to check out the set-up and talk to the owner and i was so nervious. i had to go up to the bartender and say "hi, i'm abby, i'm the dj tonight and i'm looking for mark" and i could barely say it with a straight face it sounded so damn funny to me. anyhow, the meeting went very well because i've been on the other end of that meeting a few times and watched my djs enough to know what the hell i was supposed to be doing.
so i went away and came back at 10 to set up and stuff, and there, where i was supposed to set up, was another guy, all set up, but not playing. and none of the people who were supposed to be in charge were there. we hung out for a little bit and i was this close to just bailing, but then the promoters (i use the term loosely, they were horrrrribly disorganized!) showed up. there was then an inter-promoter battle about which dj should play.
it was decided that we would split sets. veronica stepped in and insisted that i would play first, for 1.5 hours, and then we would discuss whether i wanted to come back after the other guy did a set. she is the bomb manager. so i set up, with the other dj and his faux-manager glowering at me, like some kind of equipment set-up challenge! the other djs friend was telling me that the guy had been playing in LA for two years for celebrity x and y and also z and he had made a name for himself but obviously i was the important one tonight because the promoters liked me so much, blah blah. i got totally freaked out and all "i will prove myself even though i've never done this before, glower all you want, fucker."
and then i set up and played and 1.5 hours was gone like That. it was so much fun. the most fun. funnest ever. and i got a lot of compliments, from my friends, from the promoters ("ohmigod, you are Exactly what we wanted!"), from the bartenders, from patrons who were dancing. it was so badly run that there were not very many people there and there was no coherent club feel, so there wasn't a bumpin' dance floor or anything, but for my first time it was like 5,000 times better than i expected. i didn't fuck up once, all my transitions were smooth, the volumes were level, nothing went horribly wrong.
until i was winding up, and the power went off. in the whole building. wait, the whole block. no, it seems to be a four block radius. people were milling around but not leaving, the bartenders were still serving, they were offering drink specials to keep people there, someone was talking about running home to get a generator. so we packed up and took off - good choice because i later heard the power didn't come back on for hours and the generator didn't work.
before i left, the owner came to talk to me. he said the bar has a viewing party for "the l-word" every sunday and he's been getting a good crowd, but they all leave after the show. would i like to dj after the show for a bit to keep people there? i suspect part of this is that i am a hot girl and will be playing for a lesbian crowd but Still i am Thrilled. aie!
so i'm still talking to him about the details but i think it would be a great place for me to get some practice playing for people in a very low-pressure situation. and make some money. and maybe get hit on by hot lesbians. there is no downside!
i'm just proud of myself for stepping up and doing it and doing it (and doing it) well. who would have thought even 24 hours ago that i would do that last night? what crazy shit might go on tonight?