I believe that DJ Neil Armstrong should fly into the Bay on the regular and have a monthly in the City, tag teamed with Vinroc. Then my world would blow up at least once a month, but again… why play out a good thing? [If you haven't heard, those are my two favorite djs on the entire planet. The 5th Platoon is no joke.]
When an awesome dj spins, my world just feels complete. I can’t explain the high, mixed in with the perfect buzz, these are the times which make me so happy to be alive, so freaking grateful that I am young and making the most out (whats left) of my youth. Thats just me.
Also, it doesn’t go without mentioning that I’m lucky enough to be married to a man who values the same thing. See we’re on that same level.
The combination of a good night out forever lives in my memory.
I collect nights on dance floors just the same as I collect mental pictures of golden hours.
I still remember the Dynamite Soul nights at SoFA Lounge. I remember when the homie Paul took me to hear ?uestlove to spin at Agenda. I remember the first time I heard Platurn mash up Johnny Cash, shit was ill. I remember the first time I heard a “So Much Soul” mixtape, and first time I heard Neil Armstrong’s “Sweet.” I swear the endorphins were ridiculous, it honestly felt like love.
Not all DJs are dope, in reality I think very few are. Not all nights out are worth the effort, but I’m loving the carefree weekends 2010 is bringing.
Lets keep ‘em going.