Shots! Shots! Shots!
Last Sunday, I mixed music at The Peacock Room, a bar located in Orlando.
After months of spinning at the lobby’s bar counter, I had the option to spin music in the performance room, something I longed for. I hate having my laptop at the counter, too many annoying folks. Either they attempt influencing my set all night or they start pouting when I don’t play their requests. Sometimes, they start cussing when I don’t play their requests.
Yet, realizing the same crap would happen if I was in the other room, I decided to play at the lobby’s bar counter anyway.
Just like during past gigs, I photographed the people.
Kat: Over the years, she used to work the door at events and parties around Orlando.
Carlos: He used to own the infamous Knock Knock, a Downtown Orlando spot known for fun parties.
Years ago, I snapped the following three pics at Knock Knock.
Fred and Tania: Both are bartenders at The Peacock Room. Fred is a local musician. He wasn’t working tonight but Tania was. I’ve known Tania since 1995. An event promoter, she used to host parties at Knock Knock.
During my gig, one of my friends decided to play Backseat DJ. It’s one thing to deal with a person constantly making requests all damned night. Yet, it’s a whole new ballgame when folks attempt telling you how to do your job. If I didn’t know what I was doing, The Peacock Room wouldn’t have allowed me the occasional Sunday night. Especially for a whole year.
At The Peacock Room, I usually start with slower and older music. Around about 11:30, I pick up the pace and include newer music.
Tonight, I included house and rave classics: “Acid Rock” by Rhythm Device, “Elevate My Mind” by Stereo MCs and “I Sit On Acid” by The Lords of Acid.
During my modern hits section, when I got to “Shots” by Lmfao and Lil’ John, people were actually served shots.
As the fun continued, I noticed a group really enjoying themselves. (Oh yea, Andrew Spear created the mural behind them.)
After my photographing them, they took it upon themselves to photograph me.
As usual, the fun quickly flew by until closing time.
Some folks may frown on my night adventures. Some may hate my music choices. I don’t give a shit. In these depressing times, I just want a little happiness.
If what I do offends people, fuck’em.