Aug 07, 2004 15:41
Therapy didn't seem to go that well last night... Hardly anyone danced to most of the stuff I played, though at the end Bryan said he liked what I played. You can usually figure out how people feel about the music based on how many people are dancing.
When Bryan played some stuff, he played a bunch of old "hits", that I can't stand to play because I am mostly against endless repetition, but tons of people danced. Even me[1].
I did do something quite embarrassing last night also. I hate talking over the microphone, and I had to ask everyone to give a round of applause for the band after they played. Their name is "Incus", and I mistakenly said "Alright everyone, let's um. Let's give a round of applause to Incubus.. Whoops. ha ha.". Wow. Thinking about it again is still increasingly embarrasing... I think that in the future, I need to stop and think before I speak on the mic.
That's about it... I had been hoping that a certain person would be in town last night and surprisingly show up to see me DJ, but that hope wasn't based on any knowledge of whether it was even a possibility or not. Oh well.
[1]I betrayed myself by dancing to Dead Stars by Covenant. I was dancing to a song before it, and it came on and I remained... but why?!?!