formula one recap

my gigs from the past weekend each had intermittent surges of people and dancefloor ignition. but overall i don’t think the much touted “formula one weekend” had any effect on my nights, other than as a topic of conversation.

i have nothing to report, but i’m trying to get into the habit of doing post-game commentary on my dj excursions. sooo, yeah… formula one happened.

shoutout to the dancefloor starters, and to anyone who told me they liked what i was playing. those are always very much appreciated silver linings of positive reinforcement during long evenings.

for t.s.

Voyager, in case it’s ever encountered by extraterrestrials, is carrying photos of life on Earth, greetings in 55 languages and a collection of music, from Gregorian chants to Chuck Berry. Including “Dark Was The Night, Cold Was The Ground” by ’20s bluesman Blind Willie Johnson, whose stepmother blinded him when he was seven by throwing lye in his eyes after his father had beat her for being with another man. He died, penniless, of pneumonia after sleeping bundled in wet newspapers in the ruins of his house that burned down. But his music just left the solar system.”
–Josh Lyman