Electric Dreams

Anyone who knows me will be sick and tired of hearing me talk about Creamfields. It's taking place this coming Bank Holiday weekend, and I'm the kind of excited that small children get about Christmas or their birthday. I can't explain why I, a grown twenty something woman is looking forward to dancing in damp tents all night. There is just something about hundreds or even thousands of people all moving to the same beat and feeling the same emotions that just gets to me deep down. Hundreds of hands in the air at the same moment willing the DJ to drop the beat of the record, or play that song we've heard in clubs or even an old school classic played completely out of the blue. It's a sense of complete and utter belonging, we've all reached exactly the same place at exactly the same time and for that split second we are as one, one heaving mass of movement in perfect time.

No Added Additives Or Preservatives

I'm hyperactive today, and not entirely sure why. I should by rights be feeling like death now, but I don't. I've managed to replace my favourite shoes with an almost identical pair, but they are no where near as comfy. Still, you can't have it all can you?

Put A Record On

Well, finally after months of frustration and strops I've mastered three tunes which I can mix successfully, barely noticeable joins and everything. I know this to be the case because previously the boyfriend would wince and say things like "not bad, just a little bit out" and now he is either not even noticing the tunes have changed or actively saying "that was good". I'm glad I'm at the stage because quite frankly I thought it was never going to happen. What's also happened is that I have a list of five tunes that I can now play one after each other, only making minor errors. I'm trying to expand it all the time (mainly unsuccessfully) because I'm getting tired of hearing Coburn's We Interrupt This Programme and Emjae's Digital Daze. Cracking tunes though they are, they are becoming a little tiresome. Blue Monday is the third, but I don't think anyone with a heart could ever tire of that! The one drawback to all of this of course is that I now have a thirst for more and more vinyl that I can't quench. My local friendly DJ come record shop person was left without employment when the owner of the shop decided to close it, and in turn I am left without someone to hand me a load of tunes that he thinks I'll like.

Now this might sound all very trivial to some, but to me it's a start and it's a hobby I actually enjoy doing and believe me doing something that isn't work related is A Good Thing.