Dec 24, 2007 22:58
...when I can let a batch of records I ordered this long ago sit on my turntable without playing them. Never mind the excuses about needing the mixer for the weekly gig, in the old days I would've had things plugged in and ready within ten minutes of cracking the package open.
I'm not going to think about how long ago I ordered these records.
I won't dwell on how long it's been since I hooked up my turntables at all.
Not going to beat myself up for taking this long to get down to something I really love doing.
Today, I'm listening to records I ordered a while back.
Bev, your CD is sitting in the "staging area" reminding me what I want to do with some of the other song lists I've been mulling in my head. Sometime soon you'll get something. I'm almost there.
Tonight, I'm listening to "Who's Afraid of Detroit" by Claude VonStroke, a track I've been digging on forever but finally got around to getting in the last batch of records. There's something about that synth line and sound that just gives me the happy happies.
This was definitely a day that I needed some of that.
Check.
Music always heals me. I just have to let it.
healing,
dj stuff,
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