Lions and Lambs and Foxes

Oh my!
So we’ve all heard the old saying: March comes in like a lion and goes out like a lamb. Apparently Mother Nature skipped first grade, because yesterday she stole our sunshine! Luckily DJ Stone Fox came to the rescue:

Her mix was the cold front’s poison, so fine it made the slush and snow feel far away. The first half was a remembrance of grooves past–pretty much the soundtrack of my teen years! Every song was like running into an old friend. As the beats began I looked around the room and saw ladies smiling in recognition. It transported us to the times and places and people we were when we first heard them–I know I was having flashbacks of the roller-skating rink and slumber party dance routines! I danced myself half dead, and just when I thought it couldn’t possibly get any better BAM!–second half of the mix, a revelation. I lost myself in the music, the way you can when you’re hearing something for the first time. For me the second half of the mix was future memories–in the years to come I’ll hear one of those songs and remember that snowy afternoon I spent dancing in the studio with all of you wonderful women. DJ Stone Fox, thanks for making it a beautiful life!!!

It’s eclectic! Be bop booo ba deep ba da be bop…

Genius DJ Smartie Pants gave us all an ear wedgie yesterday with her incredibly tight and perfect fitting mix. But I think one of us was wearing the wrong underwear for it, eh, puppy pantaloons?

Sorry – had to work that picture in somehow. But yes – back to what transpired… We had a handful of new ladies join in the mix – complete with bangin outfits (pix to come). They sashayed in after the room was already dark and we were well into poppin our lip gloss and didn’t miss a beat. No explanation of what DDPP is all about was needed. Was like dem gals were born right there in the studio. Some ladies just get it, right? Like we all did last night. Clappin, hootin, hollerin, stompin – it was a ripe night for antics.

And why was that? I mean really – take a look at this f%^&*ing mix! It spanned decades! Languages! Continents! And it was exactly what we all needed to get through the rest of this frackin week.

Thanks to DJ Smartie Pants for showing us that this dude didn’t corner the market on brilliance in pants.

Pimps Up, HOE DOWN!

This week DJs Darlin’ and Dizzaster UNITED. Form of…bat-shit crazy dance mavens:

If you were lucky enough to be there, you know that we are rebels. Our combined forces made a harder, better, faster, stronger mix–one that gave everyone a chance to listen to their hearts pound! More thrilling than a magic carpet ride, more exhausting than a night without sleep, and sweeter than Bret and Jemaine’s sugalumps.

We even wrapped up the afternoon with a DDPP first (I think)–a full room do-si-do! Props to DJs Lady K Stud and Muzak for getting that action started. Tempted to turn informer? Go ahead. Tell the man that this is how Darlin’ and Dizz do it. Word.

Grand Dolphin to the rescue

Hey Flipper! When’s the last time you made a dance mix? Yeah – didn’t think so.

Hey Grand Dolphin! When’s the last time you made a room fulla ladies rock their dorsal fins so hard they almost blew their blow holes? Ummm – how about last Wednesday? Yep. Sounds right.

In case you missed the high seas adventure last week we all enjoyed last week – here’s a video that says it all.  DJ Grand Dolphin rocked the room like  we were all dancing on a waterbed.

Should the playlist become available, I’ll post it. but until then, keep watching this video, k?

That Sound You Heard Wasn’t God Bowling…

It was DJ Thunderbum breaking the sound barrier with a footstompin’, floor shakin’ mix that rumbled awesomeness across the land!  With beats so bass thumpingly wicked the faint of heart may have taken cover, mistaking our grooving for this:

Rightly so!  It was just as thrilling, just as awe-inspiring, and only a little less dangerous.  It WAS medicine–saved us all from lazy Sunday syndrome.  I danced so hard I went blind, and spent the rest of the night stretched out on the couch feeling comfortably numb (the BEST remix of that song I’ve ever heard by the way!)  We ladies fell in step, single or not, and left pieces of ourselves all over the dance floor.  DJ Thunderbum, if this is the way you are then we love you!  Konichiwa, domo arigato, and HOLLA!

An Accidental OD, and Score

Dear DJ Quelquefois’ iTunes,

You and I know full well you didn’t perform like you promised. You teased me – pretended to be easy – easy like Sunday morning. Like migrating from one external hard drive to another was something you could do in my G4′s sleep. Like even though you’d never done it, you’d seen all the movies – read all the books. But really you were a basket case in a chastity belt. And inside that belt – all of my treasured, over-analyzed playlist fantasies. You really expect me to believe you had to lose them first in order to give me what I want? Which is access to my entire library! Here you’re opening your robe – showing me the full glory of 16,000+ songs waiting to fill my ear-belly, but when I try to listen – you tell me eh eh eh – I don’t know what  you’re talking about. That I’m crazy and this bounty might as well not exist?! You are an impudent strumpet.

And you made me make a playlist at 6am the day of class that resembled the arc of a drug-addled evening with friends, blacking out, then waking up in bed with a stranger. You couldn’t even recollect the names of 3 songs in the middle! You just knew what number they were. You really are one piece of work, iTunes. One piece of goddamn work.

Sternly,

DJ QQF

Yeah – that’s right, iTunes. You could even make a baby furious. Happy now?

To Ask is To Boogie

This week yours truly (DJ Dizzaster) played quizmaster–and it was about as random and nonsensical as this:

It was also completely unintentional!  It wasn’t until I sat down to write this blog that I realized half the songs on my mix asked questions–among them:  How could this happen to you? Who da f*ck cares?  Why can’t I find a woman like that?  Does anybody know how the story really goes?  And, oh, do you have any money?   Also I’m pretty sure we’re still wondering who took the bomp from the bompalompalomp.  If I had to guess I’d say it was the same person who took the ram from the ramalamadingdong.  

The killer group of fabulous ladies who came to celebrate the parting of the clouds on Sunday afternoon attempted to answer these queries with their grooving– gold stars and smiley faces to all!  But the grand prize goes to the lady who answered Where were you in 92? by takin’ her tribal shakin’ down to the floor!  

And perhaps the most important question of the day, of a lifetime really: What is love?  A question with countless answers, no doubt.  But I know one of those answers involves a group of women leaving it all on the dance floor.  BIG LOVE to all my girls!  You’re beautiful (Snoop and I just want you to know!)

REMINDER!!!!

I’m fairly confident that most of you ladies out there are on the ball, so to speak.  I, alas, am a little ditzy when it comes to keeping track of time–but thankfully someone reminded me today that Daylight Savings Time begins this Sunday!  Don’t forget to Spring forward, y’all!  And then come to the studio to shake your booties in celebration of the extra hour of sunshine.  Ahhhh, sunshine….

Q & A. LaVee… aka Another Great Creation

Tonight was a rhetorical dream. We were asked stunningly hard questions by the likes of the lyrics in this brilliant flash-forward/throw-back playlist by miss DJ LaVee. Queries ranged from the abstract: Are you a human, or are you a dancer? to the exceedingly concrete: Can I Smell Yo Dick?  (which we were all too happy to pantomime the answer to)

We retorted these stimulating questions through equally stimulating (dare I say Riskay?) moves. One dancer/den mother, I do not lie, was even moved to take her shirt off. Music can change the world people. And every week it does, twice.

DJ A LaVee shared with us an hour of the life. And this it was. She rounded up one of the best sample mixes ever heard in the hallowed hall of DDPP. Lookie here:

Yep. She even ended with an Air classic. DJ A LaVee – please come DJagain soon. We miss you already.

And in case anyone is wondering…. www.letmesmellyodick.com is not yet taken. Get her while she’s pissed.

DAMN GIRL!

On this first day of March - blizzardy snow and all – we were lovingly embraced with sweat, heart palpitations and a mix that God herself would give TWO THUMBS UP!  DJ LadyKStud hit us and hit us hard this time around, sistahs!  TLC and their late 90s hit “Creep” kicked it off and I didn’t know whether to stretch or start groovin’ right from the start!!  Things got funky with the Black Eyed Peas (they keep it stinkaay) and moved in to AUTOMATIC mode with a hilarious old school tune from the glorious Pointer Sisters. 

We were all dancing our frozen baguettes off from start to finish and loved every minute of it!  Any mix with Justy Timberlake in it is a winner in my book and DAMN GIRL, DAMN GIRL, DAMN GIRL, DAMN I’m sore today!

Thanks for the sweet work out Lady K and thanks for the incredible energy and jammed out vibes, dancers!  Another class for the record books!