Isn't it nice working with Professionals?
Even when they have Amateur status. :daft:
I was so far South last night, I think I must nearly have been in Wayne's territory! :eek: An FFN gig in Lincolnshire, at a venue new to us all. Basically, a huge polytunnel in a field behind a pub!
I arrived as advance guard/scouting party, and for the life of me, couldn't see how the night was going to work with this venue and layout, a fact I communicated cryptically to the FFN. They were unfazed, saying they were " adaptable ".
They were, and they are. You can't beat a good leader, and they now have one. No histrionics, no complaints, just a can do attitude, and a rapid rearrangement of the entire layout! What followed was one of the best nights we've had in ages, and apart from the table of five vinegar faced guests who walked out shortly after kick off, everyone had a whale of a time. The weather varied between sweltering, raining lightly, and beautifully balmy, so something for everyone.
These lads provide something unique, the best way I can describe it is a wine tasting in the style of a lively Bier Keller! Action dances, conga lines, and ladies standing on chairs while the men beat out the rhythm of The Radetsky March on their legs. That's why Penfold christened them The Legslappers. They've raised over two million for charity over fifty plus years, and they're all volunteers. Well done lads ( and now lasses ).
We're a mile away from there in October, and there is no way on God's Green Earth that I'm following Apple maps instructions on the short route again! It's a route I've used before, and it's grim in places. The return journey was made along the A1, A1(M), and M18/62. Fifteen miles further, ten minutes longer ( allegedly ) and an absolute pleasure compared to the trip down.
Justin: Every point taken and agreed with wholeheartedly. Two new power supplies are on their way, hopefully, and perhaps a third will be ordered at more leisure, with the biggest current capacity possible.
But how did it perform last night, I hear you cry? Well, I left the PSU in the open, and also, I found my way into some system settings, and disabled some things which shouldn't have affected it anyway. ( Who the hell wants a sleep facility on their controller anyway? :daft: ) Of course, it never missed a beat, so was the power supply the cause on Friday? Did I cure it by fiddling under the bonnet with the ECU? Was it just lulling me into a sense of false security?
How the hell should I know, I'm just a DJ!
Different day, same songs.
Nearly. 75th birthday, Birthday Girl was frail, in a wheelchair, but I spotted her singing along to many of the songs, so I must have been getting it right.
It's a sports club near Scarborough, Dave Jackson and I have worked it a time or two, and we seem to be The Special Ones. First time without Karaoke, and that was an absolute joy, as it's about a hundred yard trolley dash to get the gear in. When Dave goes later this year, one Maui 28 and a Gigbar will be amply enough kit. I managed fine with one Polar 10, a spotbar, and a Kaleido.
As with Thursday, it was the same balancing act between tried and tested classics, and more modern songs which didn't offend the more mature guests. This one definitely went very well. Quite an enjoyable night, nice crowd.
I'm not standing for that Neil!
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DeckstarDeluxe
Hosted my second ibiza themed gig but unlike the previous one we started much earlier (5pm) so the old gits can get the last bus home....
:no::zip::mad::mad::mad::mad::mad::mad::mad:
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Originally Posted by
DeckstarDeluxe
Thankfully we wrapped up around 1ish but by that point myself and two friends had DJ'ed for 7.5 hours. Nothing but dance and ibiza classics despite the protests of one hen party who wanted "pony".
Hmmmm. :whistle: Some might say you'd been playing " pony* " all afternoon. :D
* " Pony and trap". How often have you been playing stone cold classics of whatever Genre, only for a guest to utter the time honoured phrase " take this crap off and play something decent "? :confused: They usually ask for a right load of Balearics anyway.
I saw Neil's alter ego posting this on Facebook, and thought what a lovely way to spend an afternoon it would have been. Sadly, the last bus home would have been past my bedtime. :(
The band made me feel young!
No, they weren't playing hits from the Seventies, they must have all been in their Seventies!
It was a marquee wedding for the daughter of a good friend. I'd set up most of the gear on Friday, and I turned up around the time the ceremony was starting about five minutes away. I got everything set up and running, and awaited the guests' arrival. They started to arrive around three, and it was background time during nibbles and drinks. Four o'clock saw the sit down meal begin, and speeches around half five.
The Ceilidh band arrived around this time, and they were absolute troupers. They had to set up quietly while speeches took place, I was signalled that the first dance wasn't imminent, so the band would have time for a sound check.
Oh no, they started to tune up, and guess what? Time for cake cut and first dance. We got those out of the way, and a couple of songs later, the band got to sound check. They followed on with their first set, and got folk up dancing. The buffet supper arrived, and the band came on after for a second set, which was well received.
I was left to finish the night, with the forecast from Bride's Father that it would never be overly riotous, but I had a healthy dance floor until the finishing time. All in all, a very acceptable day.
