We had a little party at my place of employment tonight. J brought down his turntables and spun for a couple of hours. We moved the clothing racks out of the way so we had a nice open space to dance & for the kids to play.
It was strange, listening to a bunch of my favorite house records being spun in a kid’s boutique while the shorties boogied down. Such a far cry from years gone by when I’d have been listening to those same songs in some dark warehouse, high as a kite, not a care in the world.
Nowadays it’s my daughter who wants to put glitter dust all over her face, and I’m content to be home by 9:00. Funny how things change, and yet my love for the music and the dancing is undiminished, and I shelter it in the place in my heart where I know who I truly am.
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June 17, 2009 at 11:21 am
johnny pal
hey girl..
been having a little back and forth on the sub forum and thought i’d drop by your blog and give it a spin.
i still love house music as much as i did in 1993, and probably will till the end. when i motivate, i’m going to get my remaining crates of records back from my pal in brooklyn and make you a mix to send you through the interweb.
have a good nite and see you in space.
jp