Monday, September 22, 2008

Decibel Festival and More

I feel like I'm out of the loop. Probably because I have been...

However, with the big Girl Power Hour 1 Year Anniversary (everybody loves) Glitter Party out of the way, I can now get back to business.

I can now concentrate on other things.

Things like...all the amazing electronic music headed our way in the upcoming weeks. Shows including but not limited to:

The Decibel Festival - September 25th-28th @ Various locations
Infected Mushroom - September 26th @ Showbox Sodo
Mark Farina - October 2nd - @ Last Supper Club
ATB - October 3rd - @ Showbox Sodo
Freak Night 12 - October 31st - @ Wamu Theatre

I've been waiting a long time just for this time of year. When most Seattleites are covering up and cursing the weather, I'm gearing up for just the opposite. Packed dance floors and good music always call for less clothing. And thank god. No one likes to see a gal in a full winter get-up gracing the dance floor. No, this is the time of year for phat pants (aka: wide-leg pants), cute tops and dancin' flats. Yes, I'll be there and I'll be ready for all the great talent preparing to take our slumbering post-summer city by storm.

Great talent like Deadmau5 and 100 others at the 5th Annual Decibel Festival - Seattle's equivalent to Miami's Winter Music Conference.

Great talent like Paul Van Dyk, the Crystal Method and DJ Icey at USC's (United Stats of Consciousness) 12th annual Freak Night.

Talent like the West Coast House legend supreme Mark Farina at LSC and the prolific production of ATB at Showbox Sodo. Yes, kids, we're in for some GOOD times.

Today is the firs day of Autumn, and today I can't WAIT to get movin.....literally.

Won't you join me?**Look who I ran into on my Birthday of all days back in June at the Showbox? One half of the Crystal Method. Check out the Crystal Method at Freak Night on October 31st at the Wamu Theatre.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

My First Club Night Ever

It's one thing to play out from time to time, but quite another to have your very own club night for the first time.

I'm flattered, excited, but torn.

Please note that I never wanted or cared to be a "club DJ." Which leads me to mention that some people say that you have to pay your dues, of which I believe to be true. Generally, these "dues" include playing sets that no one else wants to play (usually when no one is present yet) and/or doing things they don't really want to do, just to prove themselves....things that usually include "club nights."

Again, after being in the scene for 10 years, things I don't necessarily disagree with, its just that now that I'm in my thirties, I really don't have a whole shit-ton of time for.

Luckily, I've seen it all in the's playing early sets, dj's playing sets so late they become early morning sets, dj's playing for no crowd or nothing at all.....and yet, I still feel compelled to do what it takes to get to where I want to be....well, on my own terms, which means, that its somewhat conditional.

How can I honestly accomplish this?

Strategy honey. Strategy.

I won't go into this entirely tonight, but eventually, I'll lay it all out. Shoot, I need to leave something to discuss for later...

In the meantime, I'll be playing at the Viceroy the Fourth Thursday of every month, courtesy of

The night is called "Decks and the City." Coincidence? I think not. :)

Me and Jeromy Nail holding it down...

DJ Sol on the decks...

Catching up from UFN forward...

I have yet to catch up from the past few weeks, but please know that a lot has gone on...

I played a four and a half hour set at the Urban Fashi
on Network party on August 22nd before heading to Vegas the next morning. While I was playing the longest set of my life thus far (no joke), all I could think about was the fact that my plane left at 8:05am the next morning.

Well, that is until the multiple glasses of pink champagne kicked in. It also helped that my set was well-constructed enough to carry me through such a long period of time. I went to the event straight from work with nary a touch up - unless you count my "$10-dollars-for-three-blocks-because-the-cab-drive-didn't-have-change-for-a-cab-ride" swift lip gloss and eyeliner re-application a "touch-up," well, then I was all good.

Thankfully, I barely caught a buzz all night, due to the copious amounts of water I took in between sips of my savory beverage. By the time Karma started hoping at 10pm, I was going on my 4th hour. Never had I imagined ever playing for so long, but once I had that fourth hour under my belt and the place started to get crowded with the usual Friday night energy and crowd, I was ready to continue rocking it. So ready that I barely remember getting a text from a friend that said that they had just received a text from a friend that I was blowing it up at Karma....did that really just happen?

*Photo by Brentography