hollertronixified

i stand corrected. i danced for two hours last night; i danced without caring what i looked like or who was watching, because everyone else was doing the same thing. it's the first time i've enjoyed dancing, really, since i dj'd at depauw. and--please sit down if you need to--i now have a favorite dj.

this man--diplo or whatever his name was--seamlessly merged paul simon's "graceland" with the breeders' "last splash;" he wove together hip hop, 90's indie rock, and 80's synth pop. i told hilary, "it's like i'm up there with my record collection." but better, because he played it all in a way that made sense, that you could dance to.

oh, and not once did i feel like i was going to be beaten into faggot-colored creamed corn.

thanks, courtney and kate, for an adventure, and let's do it again.