Sometimes all the elements fall in place. My mood is good, I'm pumped, my DJ partner is pumped (in this case, Mac McCaughan/DJ Bug Spray), people are pumped and ready to dance, and the crew at Bowbarr (amazing bar staff and owners) are pumped. We're all pumped, in that Hans and Franz way, ready to do it and do it well. Mac started out with a killer reggae hour and then we got deep into 80s and new wave, with some 90s throwback in there a bit. We went back to back with hip hop for the last hour. The Wig Crew showed up and brought the most positive vibes to the bar. (They danced and looked adorable and my friend, Clark, suggested that we devise a Bat Signal to send whenever a party is dying -- these women show up and blow it out! Save the world!) It was 2:15 and the people on the dance floor were still acting like it was midnight (just with more spilled beverages/slightly sloppier). I was like, "Mac, let's take this down." He responded with, "Like New Order?" Which made me crack up!! I think we would have played another 2 hours of music, easily. These are the nights that keep me doing the DJ thing, when I feel the direct communication of shared love of music and movement with the people in our community. Thanks for the fun night, Carrboro.
P.S. Here's a pic of Mac doing his thing on the Bowbarr decks!
We do the dive