Friday, January 25, 2008

Recap : Final Night at Joseph's

It's been a good run....
But all good things come to an end....
Farewell Joseph's on a Monday....

or...

It's about fucking time...
Talk about beating a dead horse...
Jesus...

Things I will miss (or not):

Security waving a flashlight at me to move...

Hearing someone yelling, "Jen, hey Jen, over here...."

The smell of good weed....

Drunk bitches bumping the turntables...

Chris Judd...

3 bartenders for 700 people....

Breakdance circles during a down south set?

Blonde 19 year olds requests for Britney or "something good"...
Lets just break that down real quick...
People.. When requesting a song, if you really want the DJ to play your request, or even think about playing it, the last thing you wanna do is say, "something good". This statement is insinuating that what he is playing is not good, therefore becoming, not a request, but an insult. We DJs don't come to Forever 21 during your shift and say things like, "I saw the outfit you put together for that girl, it fucking sucked!" Think people...

Black Eyed Peas dance exhibitions....

The corner make-out booths....

The DJ set-up that had a glowing "Josephs" on the front which changed colors all night... Classy...

The left speaker cutting in and out...

The Lamb chops...

Usher asking for "Usher"....
Celebs love that third person thing...
creepy...

Christina in the booth closest to the restroom...
Bottles-a-poppin...

The bathroom attendant giving grief if no money was left in the guilt basket...

Dancing to the smell of calamari....

Taryn Manning...

Me and Dave Orlando saying things like, "Fuck it, I'm throwing on some Gang Starr..." or "What's this world coming to?"

Sandman yelling, "Oh Shit!!!! That's my jam!!!! then sweating profusely....

MJJ...

No drink tickets....$10 shots of chilled Patron silver...

All of Britney/Janet/Christinas dancers shitting on everyone else...

Spilling drinks and sticky beer floor....

Lights coming on too soon....

The last 10 minutes...
The best music of the night....

"Throw your hands up" records to get some kind of reaction from the sheep...

Girls just standing still on the dance floor if they didn't like or know the song...

Over-crowded patio weaving...

The guys outside waiting to get some celeb to autograph their 8x10...

The Jamaican lady with the roses who makes you feel bad if you don't buy one...

The sweet smell of gourmet dogs outside on an empty/tequila stomach...

$10 parking...

Guys standing around the booth watching us spin, trying to intimidate us, for whatever reason... As if to say, "Yeah, OK, what you got next, huh?"

Dancing to D'Angelo, "Spanish Joint"...

Paris...
Jessica....
Nikki...
Ashley....
(We'll meet again soon, I'm sure...)

Spinning with Dave and laughing about everything...


Rest in Peace Monday nights at Josephs...
Don't worry...
See you all at XES on Saturday....

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