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A Top 40 Broke-Ass Friday

February 6, 2013

Last week, Broke-Ass Friday happened again.  It used to be ten dollar all you can drink Narragansett.   Yet, as you can see in the following pic, things have changed.

Broke-Ass Friday

Due to rent and mortgage payments, folks are usually broke during the first of the month, inspiring the event’s name Broke-Ass Fridays.

Instead of using the building’s speakers, a special set-up was created for bands and DJs.

mixing board

 

The following pic is my monitor speaker, something I rarely have.   For those that don’t know, in order to correctly hear the sound the audience hears, monitor speakers face the DJ or musicians.

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I even had a mic that night.

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My set-up:  I always believed in putting some speakers on the floor, especially sub-woofers.   Bass near the floor inspires people to dance.

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During the last Broke-Ass Fridays, I played mostly hip-hop.  After seeing many people enjoying themselves, I thought the night went over well. Yet, I heard some folks had complained.  For the next Broke-Ass Friday,  I agreed to play mostly Top 40 with a sprinkle of hip-hop.

Before I go on, I’m going to jump on my soap box.  Hip-hop and soul dominates T0p 40 nowadays.   True enough, some of it sucks.  Still, there’s no denying hip-hop’s major influence on culture.  That’s why I kept playing it that night.  For those who complained abut my playing hip-hop, I hope a thug rapper impregnates their daughter or daughters.

When it came to folks asking for requests the current night, guess what genre some young white guy asked for?  It sure the hell wasn’t rock or country.  Nor was it Top 40.   He asked for a hip-hop song from a mixtape.   I didn’t have it.  I had no idea  a DJ must now carry mixtapes in his or her music collection.

During the night, I noticed a dreadlocked guy wearing one of the bar’s mask.

masked dreadlock guy

 

After he left, I put on the mask myself.  I called it my MF Doom look.   Rapper MF Doom always wears a mask.

Photo by Hurry Regal

Photo by Hurry Regal

 

Outside, some dude drove by in a car with sparkling lights on it, looking like something from the movie Tron.   He stopped and allowed folks to photograph the car.

Tron car

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tron car

 

Speaking of outside, look at the “art” created with vinyl records.

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This night proved more interesting than previous Broke-Ass Fridays, especially with the Tron car.  Wonder what’s the next one going to be like?

 

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Trayvon Martin’s Death Flashbacked My Teen Years

December 31, 2012

Note: With my new iPhone, I traveled my old stomping ground to illustrate this story.

When I first heard the details of the Trayvon Martin killing, my mind flashed back to Fern Park, Florida.   There I lived in St. John’s Village Apartments.

St, John's Village/Magnolia Groves

St. John’s is now called Magnolia Groves.

For those who have been living on a deserted island, 17 year-old Trayvon Martin was shot dead by 28 year-old George Zimmerman.  Trayvon Martin was coming from the store.  George Zimmerman claimed self-defense for killing an unarmed kid.  This happened in a gated community in Sanford.  Sanford exists a thirty minute drive from Fern Park, and is my hometown.   George Zimmerman is half-Latino and half-white.  Trayvon Martin was African-American.

Trayvon Martin being a 17 year-old African-American inspired my flashback.  Starting at 17, I liked to walk around at night.

Fern Park at Night

I rarely stayed out late.

Sometimes, I went to the store.

Store in Fern Park

 

As Trayvon possessed a taste for Skittles, my taste leaned towards Red Hots.

Red Hots

 

Of course, I had my run-in with cops.  I was a young black male, already assumed guilty before I received  a fair trial.  My most memorable incident happened at this spot, located near the store.

Spot where cops harrassed my ass.

 

Mind you, Fern Park isn’t the hood.  It’s the sub-urbs.

I was nineteen at the time.  Wasn’t doing a damned thing but taking a walk.

A cop car pulled up and stopped  in front of me.  Two white cops stepped out.  Both were middle-aged I think.  One held a huge flashlight, huge enough to knock me in the head.  In a friendly manner, they asked for ID.  Then, they called my driver’s license in.  I behaved because I kept visioning the flashlight knocking me in the head.

After learning I wasn’t a criminal, the cops  soon let me on my merry (and scared) way.

Months later, I just happen to run into a paralegal.  After telling him about my incident with the cops, the guy told me my civil rights had been violated.

This is why I flashback when I think about Trayvon Martin.  He reminds me of my own teenaged years.  As of this writing, I’m forty-three.  Thinking about my teen years, I sometimes wonder if what happened to Trayvon Martin could have happened to me.

 

Fern Park at night. Abstract.

 

 

 

An Orlando Night During The Holidays

December 16, 2012

Last Friday involved another happy hour DJ gig at Peacock Room, located in Orlando.

Check out the new hat.

Photo by Anthony Bonilla

Photo by Anthony Bonilla

 

In the past, acoustic acts used to perform on these nights.  Usually, I would play for thirty to forty-five minutes.  Then, the acoustic act would perform about the same amount of time.  Not anymore.  They didn’t suck or anything.   It just became more and more evident people didn’t care for acoustic music on a Friday happy hour.  At least, in Peacock Room they didn’t.  I even heard some complaints about the acts myself.  Friday is the last day of the work week for many people.  They just got paid and want to let loose.  Acoustic music is the last thing they want to hear.

After my set, I photographed.

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Photo by Marcus Adkins

Photo by Marcus Adkins

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Soon, the automobile and I cruised to Wally’s.

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Costumed folks entered the building.  They were raising money for charity.

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After two beers at Wally’s, the automobile and I cruised to a friend’s Christmas party.  There, a nine weeks-old puppy helped expose my sensitive side.

Photo by Amanda Millar

Photo by Amanda Millar

 

About a hour and a half later, I headed home.

Another Two DJ Gigs in One Night

December 10, 2012

Last Friday night, I DJed two gigs. This usually happens once a month.  First, I played my regular happy hour gig at the Peacock Room, located in Orlando, Florida.

Recently, I’ve been performing with this sound system.

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No, it ain’t mine. It belongs to Phil Longo, the Peacock Room employee who books me.

In the past, I only used the top speaker.

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The sub-woofer is a recent addition.  Tod, Peacock’s main sound guy, thought of this.

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For those that didn’t know, bass should always be on the floor or somewhere near it.

As you can see, happy hour regulars take care of me when I play their requests.

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I always use a clear plastic container for a tip jar.  A clear container gains more tips than an unclear one.  Also, I wouldn’t recommend using glass containers.  If they break, you or someone may receive a nasty cut.

After my happy hour gig, the automobile and I cruised the forty-five minute drive to Little Fish – Huge Pond, located in Sanford.  Little Fish hosted another Broke-Ass Friday event.

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Due to rent and mortgage payments, many folks are broke during the first of the month, inspiring the name “Broke-Ass Friday”.

This time the night involved a charity event.  Right along with food being sold, a toy drive happened also.

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The foggy night inspired this photo.

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When doing these two-gig nights, I think of British DJ Carl Cox.

If I remember correctly, he does something similar.  After one gig, he’s sometimes off to another in the same day or night.  I think that’s how I remember it.

Anyway, because of my own schedule, I’ll just call myself the Carl Cox of Central Florida.

WPRK Live and Strolling Down Mills Ave.

October 23, 2012

Last Friday, after my Happy Hour DJ gig at The Peacock Room, WPRK Live happened.  WPRK radio station exists on the Rollins College campus, located in Winter Park, Florida.

First, let’s take a trip outside.

These are your door greeters.

 

There wasn’t a cover charge.  Yet, donations were encouraged,

The guy in black possessed one of those black light pens.

See the dollar bill on the far left?

 

With Photoshop Elements, I’ll add some contrast.

Yep, that spot above the letter E is  human “fluid”.

 

Joey Mo as the Gangnam Style Guy, Chris Mendez as Martin Luther Bling and Casey Van Buren as Tree.

 

Kris Kokopelli, a cool guy.  One night, he invited me over to him and his girlfriend’s  crib.  As he spun music, I drunk rum and coke.

 

Dude with the headphones is Dennis Mero AKA ThinkDifferent.  Before I stared DJing, Dennis worked three events for me.

I didn’t get the DJ’s name.  My bad.

 

Later I walked Mills Ave. to Lil Indies.  I was expecting to hear 90s soul music.  Yet, found out I came on the wrong night.

Jeff Johnson, Hao Do and Joshua Nye.  Jeff plays bass.  Hao and Joshua are known by their DJ names as Chairman Hao and Sleepy Hippie.

Some folks wanted photos with me.

After a brew at Lil Indies, I walked to Wally’s.

After another brew here, I called it a night.

Mills Avenue Boozing and Spacebar

October 15, 2012

When some DJs don’t have a Saturday night gig, they go boozing.

First, I met Michael Pierre and Al Murphy at The Peacock Room, located in Orlando, Florida.

After a beer and a shot, we walked down Mills Ave.  Because Mills crosses State Road 50, I think this is why they call this particular section Mills 50.

Actually, bringing my Toshiba Camileo H30 was a last minute decision.  It’s actually a camcorder.  Yet, I use it mostly for photography.

Sometimes I didn’t use flash.  For this shot, I turned the flash off and used the store display’s light.

Next, we landed at Lil Indies.

We were really looking for bartender Jennifer Harton, but she wasn’t working that night.

Like other up and coming pics, I shot these using a bar counter or table for support.

After one beer, we left and started walking further down Mills.

Next, we stopped at Bananas.  Just like the flyer on the table says, it’s a twenty-four hour joint served by drag queens.

Al had a Coke and I had a Sprite.

Also, I had tater tots.

After Michael finished his meal which includes a medium-rare burger, we left.

We crossed the street and ran into Wally’s.

Al and Michael didn’t want to go in.  So, I walked them back to Peacock Room and drove back to Wally’s.

Crosby.

Joe.

Before he left,  Joe told me about a party happening at Spacebar, a joint located in Orlando’s Milk District.

After drinking my beer, I cruised to Spacebar.

BYOV stands for Bring Your Own Vinyl.  Every Saturday night, people bring in five records to play on the decks.

Chris “Cub” Mendez.

Nigel John.

That’s me on the left posing with Nigel.

The party was a birthday celebration for Tommy Mot, owner of Spacebar.  That’s him on the right. Local national artist Andrew Spear is on the left.

The guy between Andrew and Nigel is local musician Marc Zoular. Andrew and Nigel were fans of him.

I told myself I was going to stop taking booty pics.  As you can see, some habits are hard to break.

I found this emergency vehicle behind one of the buildings at The Milk District.

Soon, I headed home.

So, how was your Saturday night?

Orlando At Night (No Flash)

October 2, 2012

When it comes to night photography, I sometimes avoid using flash.  These photos contains pics of Downtown Orlando.

Back in ancient times, I first used 3200 film.

A Downtown Orlando parking garage.

Another parking garage.

In a car, me and a sexy redhead  engaged in sensual seduction.  This spot no longer exists.  A hotel and bank rests here now.

An advertisement for my favorite musical.  I saw Cabaret back in 2001.

For the next two photos, I used 800 film.  This was a performance in the Downtown Orlando band shell.  I never knew the production’s name.

The last six are digital.  On my Canon Rebel, I set the ISO at 1600.  Some photos I converted to black and white.

Others I left alone.

I rarely do these kinds of shots. Yet, now that I have a blog to post them on, I might do more.