joined on 12/14/03
last updated 01/09/13
ATTENTION:
Before requesting songs, making comments, or asking questions of the DJ, please--read the following guidelines pertaining to your questions:
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1. PLAY SOMETHING GOOD...SOMETHING WE CAN DANCE TO!
The DJ has to play for more than one person...so, what you may hate may be another's favorite song and EVERYTHING played can be danced to one way or another.
2.WOULD YOU PLAY SOMETHING WITH A BEAT?
Be serious! We know of NO songs played in a club that don't have some sort of a beat! Besides, see #1.
3. EVERYBODY WANTS TO HEAR IT!
Oh sure, you polled EVERYONE in the club and, as their spokesperson, you are requesting the song. Besides, see #1.
4. I CAN GET LAID IF YOU PLAY IT!
If you are GOOD ENOUGH, you can get laid to anything! (also been known as "buy the album and get laid for a month!")
5. I WANT TO HEAR IT NEXT!
The only people who can get away with that statement write the DJ's paycheck.
6. I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANNA HEAR. . . WHAT DO YOU HAVE?
It's a lot easier for you to go have another beer and figure out what you want to hear than it is for the DJ to recite the name of EVERY record in the booth!
SOME ASSORTED THINGS NOT TO SAY
If you ask for a song and the DJ says he just played it, DON'T SAY, "Well, I just got here." It makes absolutely no difference. DON'T SAY, "Is this the only kind of music you play?" If you go to a Chinese restuarant, you wouldn't ask for Italian food. Rock clubs play rock, alternative clubs play alternative, discos play disco, etc.
If you ask for a song, BE SPECIFIC. DON'T SAY, "I wanna hear something, anything but this!" Try going to the bar and saying, "I wanna drink something, anything but this..." You can't complain if you're not SPECIFIC. HOWEVER, if you ARE specific and the DJ says he doesn't have the song, DON'T SAY, "What?!! What do you mean you don't have it? What kind DJ are you? Why don't you get into the wonderful world of fast food! You obviously don't know what you're doing as a DJ
***Special Note***
A nightclub or bar DJ gets very little respect. He is expected to play everything for everybody. It is impossible to satisfy all to the people all of the time, yet club jocks are expected to do just that. If a radio jock tells his listeners a song is a hit, the majority of the people think it must be "because they said so on the radio." However, 80% of the time that same song was being played in a club long before the radio "DISCOVERED" the "NEW" song. So give the DJ a break! The next time you request a song, stop and think before you speak. Remember a request is just that... a request!! It's not a guarantee your song will get played!! Ask once for your song and the DJ will try and play it. Keep asking and you're being a pain in the ass! Don't send all your friends to request the same song hoping to get it played. DJs aren't that stupid!! They get dozens of requests in a night and there isn't enough time to play them all.
And above all, if the DJ has one hand on the mixer, one hand on a TURNTABLE --wearing headphones,
DON'T BUG him unless you know him (and probably not then, either)!
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*Global Politics,
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Ask A Sexy Person Anything,
Culture Whores,
dreadlocks,
DreadTribe,
Heated Debate,
Intelligent Political Discussion,
Political Junkies,
August 24, 2008
You’re one of those people I feel like I knew before, like, in another life. Kindred. Spirit.
November 17, 2007
One of the brightest pople on tribe-- we don't always agree, but his points are extremely well stated. plus, he's a family man, a man of music, a vet... i mean, B.A., you're a "class act".
August 26, 2007
i thought i knew everything about the rock, but the gentleman puts one to shame with his terrifyingly encyclopaedic knowledge. he is a veritable sherlock holmes of music.................
July 10, 2006
I like this black angus™ quite a lot!
I don't know him, except for pal-ing around on a tribe or two,
but his humor and spirit are absolutely "deee-LIGHT-full."
March 5, 2006
Angus writes a mean rap and knows where it’s at
Mixing that hip hop and being all that
Getting down with the brothers and being so cool
Street wise, urban savvy and nobody’s fool
That all may be true but it’s only a part
Of this Yankee dude with such a big heart
You can’t box him in to a race, creed or type
He thinks for himself and don’t buy the hype
That’s not to say he ain’t proud of his genes
But the handle “Black Angus” ain’t all that it seems
His African roots may carry some weight
But it’s really the Scots part that makes him so great
So. to sum up this dude, what makes him unique
In this world of colour. class, learning and creed
He don't give a toss if you're black, white or grey
So long as integrity is your chosen way
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my website
the official website for DJ black angus
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my recent mixes
2010 mixes, of varying lengths and of a multitude of genres.
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magnetic
the most recent in a series of twenty-six mixes for my beloved, I hope this mix is enjoyed by you, as well.
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inaugural party
A mix I created last year to celebrate the election of our latest president.
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aboard the startree
recorded live from a gig in the Hamptons. EDM.
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along the tethys river
another recorded hour from the same gig in the Hamptons, a weekend festival during which I spun for more than twenty hours.
I want a wild, unfettered woman with a mind that's all her own,
a rich imagination and hint of the unknown,
a touch of the mysterious and sensuality,
intelligence and elegance and personality
Humorous, she'd laugh with me, amenable to fun
practical, she'd realise when work needs to be done
She'd be comfortable in silence, but like to sit and talk
she'd be comfortable relaxing, but enjoy a nightly walk,
have the sense to have some goals, and the drive to make them real,
the courage and conviction to try everything with zeal
she'd let me draw her baths and read my poems by candlelight
like to tackle issues even if it meant a fight,
share her dreams, and rest assured that to her I'd be true,
sit and smile and listen to my dreams and nightmares, too
I hope she'd love the great outdoors, the sun's light and the moon's,
dance with me and sweat with me on beaches by sand dunes . . .
I want a vibrant, witchy woman who would share my nights and days
a stimulating lady who has smooth and gentle ways,
a woman with a conscience, one who wouldn't deal in lies,
opinionated, restless, with smoky, sultry eyes
I wouldn't give a damn about the colour of her skin
she'd be in decent shape, neither large nor very thin
wouldn't matter if her hair were black or red or brown or blond:
while appearance is important, of her soul I'd be most fond
She'd be very independent, with her own internal fire
a siren, a companion, of whom I would not tire
Savoir faire and worldly air, knowledge and compassion
manners and decorum, a basic sense of fashion
She'd do for me and I, for her, and in us, have some pride,
her slender arms a refuge in which I could abide
I'm looking for an equal, no mindless wind-up toy--
For I don't want a plaything; I am no little boy.
Yes, a partner and a best friend, too, soulmate for all my life
A love so indescribible, that one day . . . ?
"In everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being.
We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit."
................................--Albert Schweitzer, musicologist, philosopher, & physician; Nobel Prize in Peace 1952
"You're not friends. You'll never be friends. You'll be in love 'til it kills you both. You'll fight, and you'll shag, and you'll hate each other 'til it makes you quiver, but you'll never be friends. Real love isn't brains, children. It's blood. It's blood screaming inside you to work its will. I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it."
................................--Spike, from "Buffy the Vampire Slayer"
about me
People I care about tell me I'm a decent guy just posing as an asshole. I am working on it.
In a sweat-soaked stinky sable suit just drycleaned yesterday,
I spend long hours seeking employment, walking
everywhere resumes in hand, down Main Street,
exchanging insincere pleasantries with old cronies
(now lawyers whose breath smells like carrion)
In oppressive heat and hellish humidity I suffer and complain,
though interminable interviews in unventilated rooms I sleepwalk
In the opinion of some it’s the root of all evil, and I may agree
since here I am like a bloodhound on a...
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