Staple
Abacus was on the decks at Staple tonight, having come all the way from Toronto to spin some music for us. A little sore from last night, I girded up my loins and readied myself to take the dancefloor without feeling too much like an old man. Patrick, Geneva, Chris, and Caleb were there. Sally said she was coming, but she didn’t show. The preliminary DJs were cool, enabling me to warm up well. Abacus took the DJ table and started spinning some very jazzy music, tunes that would be great in the car.
He segued his music into something a little more danceable. I was wandering along, trying to find a nice open spot in the dancefloor that hadn’t become sticky yet, to find Ian in the middle of the floor. Danced alot. Another Saturday. I dunno what next weekend will hold, though. Kimball Collins is apparently at 1015 on Friday night.
So, should I tolerate the candyravers for an hour or two of Kimball? Or just buy a couple extra CDs?