Galaxy Friends

Last night was really great. First off, big ups to everyone who came out and anyone who told me they liked this song or that or asked what I was playing. That shit is like DJ crack. Seriously. So many nice moments, from the guy who freaked when I played the Seeds to the kind words and encouragement from friends. Extra special thanks to Tim, Andy, and Randy for lending me gear, to Shannon for co-piloting and watching me panic, and to Lary for hooking me up with a nice bit of cash. Big big thanks, everybody. You made my night.

So I only fucked up a few times. I had issues with the iPod, unfortunately. It's not so much the iPod's fault as it was the Hut's shitty mixer. I worked it out, though, and it wasn't too big a deal. It's weird—I was so worried I didn't bring enough stuff and there ended up being all this crap I didn't get to play. This guy, Joi, who was pretty drunk kept coming up and requesting shit I didn't have. He was asking for good stuff but I just couldn't help him out. He did recognize the McCarthy song I played and told me that, in his country (the Philippines), it's “their song” or something. Hah. Oh and someone wanted to hear the Misfits and I couldn't do it. Where's Travis when you need him?

It's a little sad to think that last night was probably my last time DJing at Galaxy Hut. It's always been a positive experience and will certainly be something I miss.

Before I forget—did anyone happen to take any photos? Please let me know if you have any good ones.