Friday, November 6, 2009

Monday, August 31, 2009

Adam Michael and Adam Michael

Adam and I met at Aron's Records close to fifteen years ago.

We had a running joke that he swore I was an asshole to him.

I swore I wasn't. We'd always laugh about it.

We come from a time in Los Angeles when not everyone was a DJ. We were two up and coming DJs that primarily worked in different worlds: I did mostly urban parties for ball players, R&B singers, rappers, etc., and AM was more on the Hollywood side of things.

Eventually our paths would cross when we ended up doing different rooms on the same night at Nightwatch, a club atop the building at the corner of Sunset and Vine. We still didn't know each other very well, but I would often sneak into his room to hear the dope shit he was playing. I knew at that point he was going to be a big DJ.

He and I came from the school of thought that you could rock a party while still maintaining your integrity; that while giving the crowd what they wanted there was still room for music that may not be well known as well as showing creativity on the fly.
Just play dope shit and do what you were hired to do - make people dance and have fun.

One day a mutual friend approached us and asked if we'd like to "battle" each other. We agreed. The battle was to take place in a month’s time. According to Adam, he practiced everyday.

I however, was never informed of the precise date of the battle until the day it was supposed to go down, the problem being, I’d been booked to spin for Shaq's birthday party and couldn’t leave him hanging. To make a long story short, I did not go to the famous "battle that never was." I heard from people who were there that he had said some pretty nasty things on the mic, as he was obviously upset for having practiced so much for nothing.

Over ten years later he would tell me that looking back, he was grateful for the days leading up to the event, that the motivation and inspiration that came from the hours and hours of practice for the battle were the foundation of what would become his quest to be the best DJ he could possibly be.

For years after this night that never happened, we had what some would call "beef". Whenever we'd see each other, we would exchange words and a few times almost came to blows. Underneath it all, the competition was motivating us to outdo each other.
The beef would all come to an end one fateful Hanukkah evening at Las Palmas, when I went up to him and said, "I have one thing to say to you".

He turned red and clenched his fists, preparing for what may have been our first real fight.

"Happy Hanukkah", I said.

We laughed and hugged, and from that point on, we never had another bad feeling towards one another, only laughs and good times.

We ended up DJ’ing together from time to time, and would have the best time going “one for one”, playing hip-hop classics and trying to one-up each other. Always trying to one-up each other.

He would ultimately one-up everyone by becoming, in my humble opinion, the best DJ of all time.
Over the years we pushed each other to become better DJs.

He not only inspired me to be a better DJ, but also to be a better person.

I never had as much fun spinning with anyone as I had with Adam.

I will miss him dearly and will think of him often.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Thursday, July 23, 2009

She Wants Revenge with special guests : Kill Hannah - Summer Tour

9/8 House of Blues - Houston
9/9 White Rabit - San Antonio
9/10 Granada Theater - Dallas
9/11 Emo's - Austin
9/12 The Republic - New Orleans
9/14 Club Downunder - Tallahassee
9/15 Jack Rabbits - Jacksonville
9/16 Revolution - Ft. Lauderdale
9/17 House of Blues - Orlando
9/18 The Masquerade - Atlanta
9/19 Rocketown - Nashville
9/22 Black Cat - DC
9/23 Webster Hall - NYC
9/24 The Trocadero - Philadelphia
9/26 Le National - Montreal
9/28 Phoenix Concert Theatre - Toronto
9/29 Majestic Theatre - Detroit
10/1 Vic Theater - Chicago
10/3 The Bottleneck - Lawrence
10/4 Bluebird Theater - Denver

Prince and Friends...

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DJ ADAM 12 live @ AFEX 4/2/09

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Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Boom Boom Pow (AFEX Remix)

And my beat goes, boom, boom boom, boom boom boom...

Yo, I got that Bullies of the Block
You can get that Everlasting Bass
I got the that Rockafella Remix
That Rock.Co.Kane.Flow

That Digital Underground
Next Level, Showbiz & A.G.
I got that boom, boom boom, boom boom boom...
How the beat bang, boom, boom boom, boom boom boom...

I Like It, Grand Puba
Ice Cube is Jackin' For Beats
They try copy My Adidas
I'm on that Ex Girl / Next Girl now

I'm so 1984
You so 1995 and dope
I got that boom, boom boom, boom boom boom...
That future boom, boom boom, boom boom boom...
Let me Get a Rep now

boom, boom boom, boom boom boom...
boom, boom boom, boom boom boom...
boom, boom boom, boom boom boom...
boom, boom boom, boom boom boom...

J.J. Fad on the Supersonic boom
Y'all hear the Brooklyn Zoo
When, when I Step In the Arena
Them girls go Gorillas in the Mist, uh

Y'all stuck on 8-Ball shit
That low-fi stupid fresh 8-Ball bit
I'm on that HD Flat Booty Bitch
This beat go boom bip, a-boom bip...

I'm a Beastie Boy when you turn me on
Into the Clear by Cybotron
Harder, faster, better, stronger
Hey Ladies, Extra P

Cause we got the beat that Bounce, Rock, Skate
We got the beat that Dogg Pound
We got the beat that 808
That boom, boom in your Uptown Anthem

People in the place
If you wanna Get Down (Q-Tip Remix)
Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Can See drop out of the music industry...

What, What

I be rockin' them bells, what, what
I be rockin' them bells, w,w,what, what

Here we go, Here we go, Live at the Funhouse
Y'all gettin' hit with boom boom bip
Beats so big I'm Steppin' to the AM

Shittin' on y'all with the boom, boom, bip
Shittin' on y'all you with the boom boom bip
Shittin' on y'all you with the boom boom bip

This beat be boxin', boxin'
This beat go boom, boom, bip
Let the Planet Rock
Let the Planet Rock
Let the Planet Rock

This beat be bumpin', bumpin'
This beat go boom, boom bip

I Like It, Grand Puba
Ice Cube is Jackin' For Beats
They try copy My Adidas
I'm on that Ex Girl / Next Girl now

I'm so 1984
You so 1995 and dope
I got that boom, boom boom, boom boom boom...
That future boom, boom boom, boom boom boom...
Let me Get a Rep now

Let the Planet Rock
(Let the Planet Rock)
Let the Planet Rock(
Let the Planet)
Let the Planet
(Let the Planet Rock, rock, rock, rock)

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Recap - Hyde - Grammy Night

Jermaine Dupri and I were asked to spin.
I heard it was going to be THE party to be at, despite all the other parties going on that night, Vanity Fair, etc.
It was raining.
It would storm later.
In my heart.

I was told to "do my thing".
This means different things to different promoters.
In places where the music is the priority, it literally means "do my thing".
In places where the clientele are the priority, it means, "do my thing, kinda"
I decided to "do my thing", regardless.

The doors opened at 10 and it was immediately crowded with fabulous people in fabulous garb. The DJ booth is located just inside the front door, so it's very easy to figure out who's been there before and who hasn't when people try to come into the booth with me, rather than walking into the club. Typically it's drunk girls trying to act all cool, until they realize they're trying to step into a 8x8 space that I barely fit in, I normally reply with something witty like, "Sorry, we're at capacity" This would happen seven times that night.

I invited two people.
One was let in without her friend because he didn't look like he "fit in".
(I got him in)
The other didn't come.

I played from 10-11, all classic soul joints.

I played Prince, 'Joy in Repetition' early in the evening before the dancing started, and a girl came up to me to say, "Is the music gonna suck like this all night? When are you gonna play something good?"
"Yeah, you're right, this music that evokes emotion and makes you think is lame... Words that are beautiful and melodies that take you with them are totally overrated... I guess it IS time to start playing some good shit... Hang on... I got "Jai Ho" in here somewhere..."

10:15 - A blonde girl realizes she doesn't know the words to any of these songs.
10:16 - Blonde girl asks for Lady Gaga.
10:16 - "If you go out to your car and turn on the radio..."
10:17 - Blonde girl feels like Lady DumDum.

Kanye walks in, gives me the thumbs up.
Jay-Z walks in, comes over to say hello, honestly, a class act.
Jermaine arrives, comes over to say hello, drop off his bag, another class act.
Coldplay arrives, evz.

Jermaine went on around 11 and played a set without being able to see the room, unfortunately, there were people blocking the small window we are forced to look out of when spinning at Hyde, which makes it rather difficult if people are in the way. He had one of his friends running in and out of the room to tell him how people were reacting to what he was playing. I tried to imagine one of my friends doing that for me.

"Justin, go run inside, tell me what they think..."
"Dude, some of the people on the left are dancing, but not too many on the right..."
"That's OK, the one's on the right don't really get anything anyways...."

A girl grabbed my diet coke, "Oh, I'm sorry, is this your drink?"
"Absolutely not, I got it for you, I know how you are when you get drunk, I wanted to make sure you didn't fuck up and randomly pick up somebody's drink and pretend it was an accident, so I took the liberty of ordering you one..."

Random conversations :

"High five!!!!"

"Can you play the new Janet?"
"I'm not sure... I haven't really "played" a woman for a few years... Although the "new" Janet is head-strong and on top of the world right now, I think I could refine my player skills and make it happen.. I'm not sure, Jermaine IS right here and well, uh... Leave me your email and I'll let you know what goes down..."

"Do you do private parties? My sister is turning sixteen next month..."
"I usually try to only do eighteen year olds, but lemme see a picture..."

"Dude, it's my girl's birthday, can you give her a shout out?'
"Welcome to Chuck E Cheese, may I take your order?"

"Wanna make out?'
"Did you know that these factors can activate a cold sore? Infections, over exposure to sunlight, fever, refined sugars, stress, fatigue, hormonal changes AND The Grammys..."

"Excuse me, bro, you can play me some techno? You want party with me and my friends? Want to do some C with us?"
"No techno but I love C... Later on come back and I'll hook you guys up with some E and some B complex.... (It's good for Crohn's disease...)"

I went back on around midnight and may have done one of the best sets I've ever done.
Jay was leaning into the booth, through the opening, all smiles, singing, "Biggie Smalls is the illest..."
Jermaine was next to me, singing, "He ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one..."
Latifah came running into the booth to sing, "But maybe later cuz my waiter made potato -n- alligator souflee"
Coldplay just sat there.

Hyde was going off, it was like a house party, people were smiling, dancing, having a blast, people were making amazing requests, for once, the planets aligned in Hollywood for once and it was an amazing night, no pretentious vibes.
Here comes Kanye.
Kanye came over to me, a little faded, and stopped himself from saying what he was gonna say when he saw Jay and Jermaine standing there, next to me.
I watched him stand there, smiling, pretending to be in the moment, but something was going through his head. He was waiting for something. Waiting for an opportunity. Waiting for just the right moment, when nobody was watching. Finally, the moment came. Jay and Jermaine started talking to each other and nobody was looking or listening. Kanye realized this and leaned in, covering his mouth with his hand , he whispered, "Yo, Adam, throw on that Heartless..."
Now, I may be somewhat heartless when it comes to these recaps, but in that moment, I felt so sorry for him. What a truly sad moment. I had to do it. Amongst all the amazing music I was playing, I decided I would let Kanye have his moment. I put on "Heartless", which, based on what I was playing, made no sense, AT ALL, musically, but everyone understood, ultimately, why it was played. Kanye ran back to his booth as soon as I put it on, cleared people from the back of his booth, where people typically sit so they can be seen, and made space for him to do a dance routine, to his own song, while lip synching. WOW. I think Taz from Sa-Ra (who is a dope dude) was doing backup for him. Jay, Jermaine and I all had a "is this really happening?" moment. We laughed. We cried. When it was over, he came and hugged me. Aw, presh.

Two guys were walking around with bottles of Dom asking girls, "Want a swig?"

A guy was requesting something "faster", his nose was completely red and raw and his jaw wouldn't stop moving around and he kept grinding his teeth...

Some dude in a very colorful hoodie and red sunglasses came up to me and barked, "You're not the regular Sunday DJ are you? He doesn't play all this jungle music black bullshit!!!"
"Well, kind sir, as a matter of fact, Jungle music, or just Jungle, is commonly held to be a term that is synonymous and interchangeable with drum and bass, that being said there is no universally accepted semantic distinction between the terms. Some associate "jungle" with older material from the first half of the 1990s, and see drum and bass as essentially succeeding jungle with the newer, post-techstep developments. Others use jungle as a shorthand for ragga jungle, a specific sub-genre within the broader realm of drum and bass. In the USA, the combined term "Jungle Drum and Bass" (JDB) has some popularity, but is not widespread elsewhere. As for that black bullshit comment, fuck off..."

Someone handed me $2 as a tip...

A drunk, blonde girl came up, after requesting Michael Jackson earlier, and yelled, "I asked you 20 minutes ago to play something my friends and I can dance to, what's the problem?!!"
"Well sweetie... Alcohol is a drug that slows down the brain and nervous system. It is the most widely used drug in the world... Drinking a small amount is not harmful for most people, but regular drinking of a lot of alcohol can cause health, personal and social problems. Drinking a lot of alcohol regularly over time is likely to cause physical, emotional or social problems. Problems can include: stomach problems, skin problems, memory loss and confusion and bad coordination... Think about it..."

A girl handed me her business card, it had her myspace address on it...
That's the new shit....

Drinks : 0
Cigarettes: 0
Times I played 50 Cent: 0
Times I played Smif and Wesson : 2
Times I played Camp Lo: 2
Times I played OC: 1
Times I played Jeru: 2
Times I played Group Home: 2
Times I played Blahzay Blahzay: 1
Times I played Black Moon: 2
Times I played Mobb Deep : 2
Times I played Gang Starr: 3
Times I played Mic Geronimo: 1
Times I played KRS-One: 3
Times I played Main Source: 1
Times I played Showbiz and AG: 1
Times I played Three Times Dope: 1
Times I played Ultramagnetic MCs: 1
Times I played A.D.O.R. : 1
Times I played Brand Nubian: 2
Times I played Beatnuts: 1
Times I played Kool G Rap: 2
Times I played Biggie : 8
Times I played Jay-Z : 0
Times I played Jermaine Dupri : 0
Times I played anyone who was there that night : 1

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

To those of you planning on attending Afex this week (DJ AM vs DJ ADAM 12), we apologize for the following changes :

There will be no music later than 1995.
There will be no parking on the dance floor.
There will be no Pitbull.
There will be no Ryan Seacrest.
There will be no Kanye West requesting Kanye West.
There will be no Bebe employees.
There will be no Lady Gaga.
There will be no pink cocaine.
There will be nobody let in that's not on the list.
There will be no Jai Ho.
There will be no chai tea.
There will be no kissing me thru the phone until I get home.
There will be no weekend warriors.
There will be no bottle service with sparklers.
There will be no waitresses in short skirts paying for acting class with their tips.
There will be no paparazzi.
There will be no $15 valet parking.
There will be no hipster uniforms.
There will be no DJs drinking alcohol.
There will be no DJs playing some bullshit.
There will be no DJs train-wrecking all night.
There will be no DJs that started spinning on Serato.
There will be no Christian Audigier.
There will be no asymmetrcal haircuts.
There will be no Steve Aoki.
There will be no shrimp cocktail.
There will be no songs with auto-tune.
There will be no internet celebrities.
There will be no Octo-moms.
There will be no bathroom attendants stressing you for a tip.
There will be no faces lacking smiles.
There will be no 40s of Old English left after midnight.
There will be no Flo Rida.
There will be no Black Eyed Peas using auto-tune.
There will be no shout outs on the mic.
There will be no MGMT.
There will be no assholes allowed in.
There will be no cast members of The Hills allowed in, as always.

We apologize for the inconvenience...

DJ Adam 12

Monday, January 19, 2009

Recap - Ecco - Sat 1/17/09

Favorite Quotes :

"Oooooouuuuuuuwwww, WHERE'S PARIS??!!!!!!!!"
"C'mon Becky, there's that guy who said he'd buy us drinks at the bar, quick, before he orders...."
"Dude, let's totally take some mints from that bathroom attendant... AND NOT PAY HIM!!!!"
"There's no birthday party for me here...."

Apparently someone had advertised "DJ ADAM 12 from SHE WANTS REVENGE", so a few people had come just to say hello, amongst other things :

"Hey, where's Justin?"
"He's in the back doing a keg-stand, go check it out!"

"Will you play 'Tear You Apart', please?"
"Sure, then I'll give you the mic so you can tell everyone how much you love yourself, for 3 minutes and forty seconds..."

"Will you take a photo and hold this bear, its for my myspace page called, "Bear and Friends"?
"Absolutely, if you take a photo and hold this... It's for my new Myspace page called, "My Dick and Friends", deal?

"My girlfriend couldn't make it, but can you sign this for her, she'd freak out!"
"Of course, what's her name?"

Overall, it's a fun night, kids actually come to have fun and dance...

(Blonde girl) "Um, I've never heard this song, you're making me want to go home, so could you play something I know, otherwise I'm gonna leave... Like, can you put on Akon? Put it on now or we're gonna go"

There's always one of these : "Dude, got any drink tickets?"
"Sure, guy I barely know, take one of the two tickets they gave me, then come back and stand in the booth like you know me, that's my favorite!"

11:14 : A girl asks for Justin Timberlake
11:17 : I play the new Justin Timberlake
11:18 : The same girl asks for Justin Timberlake
11:19 : I weep for the future

(Sweaty Guy) "Hey, buddy, could you play some Techno?"
"Sure, buddy, could you scrape some of that blow out of your nose for me? Not only does the white totally not go with your shiny shirt, but if I'm gonna play Techno, I wanna be as high as you and your cousins..."

"Dude, me and my bros totally met these hot chicks and they want to hear "Make it Rain", and dude, if you play it right now, I totally think we could get laid!!!"
"Dude... I have a better idea... One of the guys you're with asked me if I wanted to buy some GHB, you know, liquid ecstasy, cherry meth, scoop, easy lay, grievous bodily harm, liquid X, goop, whatever you wanna call it... Here's the deal ; I could play your song for you right now, but, that may not guarantee you guys getting laid, so, considering that they render the victims incapable of resisting sexual advances, and, in some cases, affect the memory so that they remain unaware of the attack, and furthermore, they are also colourless and tasteless, so it is virtually impossible to detect a spiked drink, why are you even coming to me?
If it ain't broke, don't fix it!"

12 am : Tryouts for The Grind 2009 begin...


syn·o·nym (s?n'?-n?m')
A word having the same or nearly the same meaning as another word or other words in a language.

(Blonde with a tiara on) "It's my birthday, can you play the birthday song by 50 Cents?"


1. Don't ever request that song.... EVER!
2. If you're gonna request it :
a) Know the artist.
b) Know the title.

"Do you have that mash up of Prince and Britney Spears?"
"Yeah, the one that goes, "Mash ups are gay!!! La La La La La... That one?"

"Hey, dj, you're using a laptop to dj??!! Ha Ha.. Anyone can be a dj on a laptop...."
(Takes deep breath) "Well... If you like the type of dj that only plays things according to what's next to each other in the bpm list on their Serato, or the type of dj that never looks at the room and bases what they're playing off of who's actually there, or if you're really into the type of dj that doesn't take you on a journey from the beginning of the night until the end, or maybe the type of dj that has only been spinning for six months and has no sense of music history, then sure, you're right, maybe you like the type of dj that tries to impress everyone with the type of music that only they are into and nobody else gives a fuck about, totally, maybe you're super into the type of dj that can't blend at all, or the kind of dj that can can play other people's mixes and pretend that it's theirs, you've really got something there, and judging from your fake vintage Iggy t-shirt, you probably have an amazing sense of what's cool and not cool, so on that note, run to your car and get the 5 cases of records you lugged down 3 flights of stairs and help me finish the night, cause god knows, it's not about the music I'm choosing or the order I'm playing them in, it's the fact that it's all on my laptop....."

"You're hot, wanna make out with me and my friend?"
"It's, "my friend and I..."
"You also have a friend?"
No, "You have a friend as well?..."
"Um, yeah, I told you me and my friend wanna make out with you, where's your friend?"

Some of the kids who go on Saturday are in college/underage and have fake ids, so some of them aren't that experienced with being drunk in public, somewhere other than the quad, so you end up with things like :

The girl throwing up in the ice bucket... With the bottle still in it....
The guy with the toilet paper coming out of the back of his jeans, that his friends saw and didn't tell him about, and was wet....
The guy dancing with the girl that was dancing with his friend, but thought she was dancing with him. (love that)
The girl who's lipstick was all smeared on her face and teeth trying to be sexy, "You have any slow songs? I would like to slow dance now... (wink, wink)"
The guys who ultimately heard at some point throughout the night, something like, "I don't care what your father does, please follow me this way to the exit, sir..."

A drunk girl came in the booth and was grinding on my leg, I slowly turned to her and said, "Scram kid, ya bother me..."

They had me stop the music at midnight so a guy whose birthday it was could have the mariachi band he brought in play "Happy Birthday" for him.
95% of the people had no idea it was happening and were looking at me like I was fucking up.
Awesome move.

(Blonde)"Are you gonna play Outkast tonight? Did you know they're my favorite group?"
"Did you know that the definition of an idiot is a person of profound mental retardation having a mental age below three years and generally being unable to learn connected speech or guard against common dangers? Did you also know that this term belongs to a classification system no longer in use and is now considered offensive? Although I do not mean to offend...."

12:37 Guy asks girl to dance.
12:37:42 Girl says no.
12:40 Girl sees same guy at a table full of bottles of liquor.
12:45 Guy is dancing with girl.

A drunk/coked out girl came in the booth demanding the microphone so she could announce the location of an after-hours that her ex-boyfriend of three years, who's a dj, is spinning at... she went on to describe that they had problems for a long time, so they decided to just be friends, and that maybe sometime down the line they might get back together... "Do you think that would be weird?"
"Well, I dont know... how long long did you say you were together? What kind of a guy is he?"
"Well, we met in the summer of 1999.... and we...."
*calls security*

1:14 : A guy puts his drink near my laptop
1:14: 22 : I tell him to move it
1:15 : It's still there
1:15:05 I put a cigarette butt in it, then tell him to move it again or he's outta here...
1:16 He moves it
1:16:29 He drinks it
I win.

"Do you have any birthday songs, and could you dedicate it to my boyfriend?"
"I have 'We Built This City', does that work?"

The best is watching a drunk guy pretend he knows the words to a song and mouths them all wrong...

"It's so nice to meet you, my husband and I are big fans of the band and we have a clothing company, which is based in upland, called Sinister Seeker.. Here, please take my card and call me, we would love to design something special for you and your band..."
"Wow, thank you, that's very sweet of you, I really appreciate it..."
"No, thank you, we love you... Please call me whenever you have a chance...."
"Will do..."
The card had bats and spider webs on it.

Shots of Patron Silver, chilled : 0
Red Bulls : 2
Cigarettes : 7
Requests for something I was gonna have to play anyways : 21
Pieces of american cheese I was offered : 1
Times I was asked where Justin was : 8
Times I replied "in our cave, in his coffin" : 2
Times I dreamt of a far away land where everything is beautiful : 229
Forever 21 outfits : 42
Guys who referred to the restroom as the "Head" : 2
Pairs of sandals on men : 1
Pairs of sandals on men with socks : 1
Times I wished I was wearing sandals with socks : 0
Times I called girls 'Veruca' and they didn't get it: 2
Requests for 90-95 hip hop : 0
Requests for Techno : 14
Times She Wants Revenge was requested : 12
Times She Wants Revenge was played : 0
Doses of GHB that were introduced into drinks : 6
Times I weeped for the future : 6

(I appreciate all the love I get for the band, just having a little fun)