Friday, December 31, 2004
Well, it's been...a year. Disasters in politics and baseball, terrorismearthquakewar, personal triumphs and tragedies. With a good friend on his way to Baghdad, someone I love heading for rehab in a couple days, and another four disastrous years of Bush looming, being optimistic about the start of 2005 is a bit of a challenge for me.
Tonight will be my 48th DJ gig of of 2004. This might sound like a lot, but I've done as many as 75 in a year, so I actually took it easy this year. New Year's is a fun gig, because you have a captive audience, and they're all paying for an open bar till 1:30, so none of them are leaving. I have a few cool, bizarro tunes planned, some of which I tend to bust out on New Year's, some of which I have never unleashed in public before. I think a few tickets are still available if you call The Goldhawk at 201-420-7989.
What to expect from Hoboken Rock City in 2005? More gigs, more interviews and reviews and ramblings on this blog, and who knows what else. My best of 2004 lists will be up sometime around the end of January or beginning of February. I can't understand or relate to anyone who could finalize of the best-of-the-year list before the year is even over. It's bad enough that the Village Voice's Pazz & Jop ballots are due Monday. At least that's only the top 10. My complete lists—with far more than 10 albums and songs—will take longer to put together. But oh, will they be worth it.
Everyone have a safe and happy one. Don't do anything too stupid. Catch you live in the 05.