Archive for July 2011

Another Chill Tuesday Event

July 30, 2011

Again, I spun chill music at Little Fish, Huge Pond in Sanford, Florida.

During my set, I played an instrumental jazz version of Snoop Dogg’s “Sensual Seduction”.   The Asian beauty in the following pic recognized the song and smiled at me.

Shaun flicking a bird.  Right back at you, bro.

Harry and Toasty behind the bar.  Harry, the guy on the left, is the owner’s son.

Teresa and her dad.  A wonderful performer, Teresa plays guitar and writes her own music.  Her dad appreciated my music choice.

Around 10 or 10:30, I changed the music to rock, dance and hip-hop.  Chill music was never  intended to be played all night.

Folks started playing Ice.  When someone hands you a Smirnoff Ice, you get down on one knee and drink it.

Some people, like the woman on the right, refused getting on down on one knee.

Don’t ask me how Toasty wound up in this position.   I guess alcohol got the best of some people.

Towards the end of the night, there was a toast.

Looking at these photos makes me wish I had started DJing earlier in life.

Two Nights At The Peacock Room

July 27, 2011

Last Sunday, it was another DJ gig at the Peacock Room.  Again, I was sitting at the end of the counter.  In the bottom right of the photo, one can see part of my equipment.

The two guys in the next photo recognized me for spoken-word.  Fascinated with the female cutie, I photographed them.  Of course, I didn’t let on why I wanted to.

Joe, one of the bartenders, playing chess.  I’ve known Joe for almost six years.

Again, some dude I’ve known years decided to pick a drunken fight.   He claimed the woman he was with wasn’t his girlfriend.  Yet, when he saw the guy in the following photo talking to her, he wanted to fight the man.

The guy refused to get in a conflict.   Then, Joe kicked the fight-starter out.

Clockwise from the top: Brendan, Jen and Andrew Spear.  Andrew is a nationally known artist.  His mural appears in the current “Real World” episodes.

After forgetting my camera, the next night I returned to The Peacock Room to retrieve it.  An art opening was happening.   I ran into to Andrew and Jen.  Behind the three people in the second photo, one would see the artist’s work.

Cake, the artist.  I recognized him from my high school days at Lake Howell, located in Winter Park, Fl.

Happy to have my camera back.  I decided to have some fun.  I’m not a breast man.  Yet, I couldn’t resist photographing this.

Another photo-op I couldn’t resist.

 

With my camera ready, I am anxious for my next gig.

 

Mr. Nocturnal

July 23, 2011

I am writing this very blog at 4 AM Eastern Time.  For years, I have always had problems sleeping at night.  Sometimes, no matter what, I just can’t do it.  Even if I managed to fall asleep at around 10 PM, I wake up around 12 AM and won’t fall asleep until five.


Last Saturday night, a friend and I did some last minute boozing.   Afterwards, I dropped him off at his home.

 
Next, I drove to a local Checkers. In the drive-thru, I ordered two cheeseburgers and a cup of water.  Due to unflattering weight gain, I’m trying to cut down on sodas.

 
Because Checkers don’t have an inside dining area, I decided to eat my meal at one of the circle concrete tables located on the property.  As I ate my meal, I thought about an online article I read, something featuring  Vj Taboo.  I remembered  Taboo mentioning something about DJs being nocturnal.


As I breathed in the night air and looked at my surroundings, the word “nocturnal”  remained stuck on my mind.  It kept making itself known as I looked at the cars passing under the highway’s streetlights.

 
“That ought to be a DJ name,” I told myself. “Mr. Nocturnal.”

 
The next day, I looked the word up online.  I learned my sleepless nights is normal for some people.  We stay up late and sleep late in the morning.  I learned people like me do our best work in the evening time.  I also read that intelligent folks tend to be nocturnal.  I ain’t going to agree or disagree with that statement.  I’ll leave that one alone.

 
Insomnia and nocturnal are two different things.  Insomnia is temporary and can be cured.  Nocturnal behavior can’t be cured.  You’re stuck with it.  I’m not going to complain.  I like the nighttime.   It’s peaceful.


Right now, it’s 4:45 Eastern Time.  In another hour, the few light sprinkles of dawn begins.

 
I think DJing woke-up my natural cycle.