Set List SNFNGS, Bristol Pear 23rd July
Jul. 24th, 2005 12:44 pmAs usual many thank to
holaholaamigos for having us, and Happy Birthday to
baloobas,
eddy_ and
ephraim, hope everyone had a good night.
DJing always leaves me feeling a bit puzzled at the end of it. Why, for example does the dancefloor fill for the dire 1992 version of Temple of Love, then empty for The Mission's Deliverance, which is a far superior song? Why does nobody dance to The Nephilim, who were probably the most innovative and definitive goth band ever? Why is the floor empty for 51st State, but then they pack it out for Vagabonds less than an hour later? And *why* do I have to play The Crüxshadows Deception *again* to get people back on? Still, someone had plugged a microphone in so I'm not complaining, as I got to shout out to the birthday massives, introduce 'Can't Take My Eyes Off you with "And here's one for you you *lovers* out there", and end the night with "Now go home and await further instructions."
I enjoyed it mostly, doing the usual forcing people to listen to stuff I think they *should* have to listen to at the beginning of the night, before having to throw in the tired old Sisters offering at the end. I managed to squeeze Motorhead in too, so that's always a bonus. Unfortunately one of the CD players had absolutely no display whatsoever - no track, no little numbers, no indication that it was paused and ready, not even a sign that it was actually on - its blank face mocking my obessive compulsive DJ idiosyncrasies. It was like staring into the cold, blank face of Death. You also had to cue it up by pressing pause, and then *play* rather than back, and then *pause* again to make it start. Which would have been even more confusing if I hadn't written it on a piece of paper and propped it on top of the deck.
"DJ roulette", as
lupercal said.
I'm prone to stress about stuff at the best of times, so I was quite phased about it until I'd calmed my nerves sufficiently with medicinal lager.
lupercal takes these things in his stride far better than me, but he is a seasoned pro.
Anyway, the setlists -
lupercal's far more polished and professional than mine:( Read more... )
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DJing always leaves me feeling a bit puzzled at the end of it. Why, for example does the dancefloor fill for the dire 1992 version of Temple of Love, then empty for The Mission's Deliverance, which is a far superior song? Why does nobody dance to The Nephilim, who were probably the most innovative and definitive goth band ever? Why is the floor empty for 51st State, but then they pack it out for Vagabonds less than an hour later? And *why* do I have to play The Crüxshadows Deception *again* to get people back on? Still, someone had plugged a microphone in so I'm not complaining, as I got to shout out to the birthday massives, introduce 'Can't Take My Eyes Off you with "And here's one for you you *lovers* out there", and end the night with "Now go home and await further instructions."
I enjoyed it mostly, doing the usual forcing people to listen to stuff I think they *should* have to listen to at the beginning of the night, before having to throw in the tired old Sisters offering at the end. I managed to squeeze Motorhead in too, so that's always a bonus. Unfortunately one of the CD players had absolutely no display whatsoever - no track, no little numbers, no indication that it was paused and ready, not even a sign that it was actually on - its blank face mocking my obessive compulsive DJ idiosyncrasies. It was like staring into the cold, blank face of Death. You also had to cue it up by pressing pause, and then *play* rather than back, and then *pause* again to make it start. Which would have been even more confusing if I hadn't written it on a piece of paper and propped it on top of the deck.
"DJ roulette", as
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I'm prone to stress about stuff at the best of times, so I was quite phased about it until I'd calmed my nerves sufficiently with medicinal lager.
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Anyway, the setlists -
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