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Help! I'm addicted to black crack!
February 6th 2007 09:07
That's right. And once you go black (crack), you never go back. I'm talking about my relatively new addiction to vinyl sniffing - oh, that smooth and sexy, black and round... just gotta put that needle through it and away it takes me to ecstacy.
Nothing beats the old school ways. I stepped to my second-hand Technics and on came the crisp, clear sounds of Stevie Wonder's crystal tones over a funky beat, mixed in with MJ before he became insane (hey, I still love the guy). There were a few wicky-wicky-wack scratches by yours truly while fiddling with all the knobs on my new Vestax '06, pretending I was DJing over a crowd of thousands, all partying to my favourite tunes.
7 years ago I had only dreamed of turntables, fascinated with the gadets and spinning wheels, my favourite of which was that little slider that cut the music up while the DJ cocked his head to the side, jamming to the beat of his own drum (which I found out later was the beat from the headphones).
My parents, ever so kind and understanding that they support my Hip Hop lifestyle and granted me the whole DJ set up for my coming-of-age birthday in August, 2006.
Vinyl had always fascinated me and before I received my turntables I had visited all the record stores that I could find in the city, as well as DJCity.com for all the latest LPs bought at a cheaper price than here (if you buy a whole bunch).
Those who've been studying turntablism for a long time warned me: you will NOT buy any more clothes, shoes, accessories and the like. In 5 years time, you'll still be wearing the clothes you're wearing now. Even in 10, 20 years - you'll only buy one or two new shirts a year. Because you'll be spending all your money on records.
I screamed in horror at such horrific thoughts. Dancers, (which I am first and foremost, moreso than I am a turntablist), are known to be highly image conscious, whether they're just sweating it out in a dance class, or lounging around with friends. You gotta look flash, you gotta have the freshest kicks and look like you're ready to burst out soon as you hear a bumping tune.
There's gotta be a compromise - there's gotta be another way to feed this addiction without having to detract from my dancing needs.
Well, there's Serato.
But you shouldn't rely on it... and I'll tell you why, later.
Nothing beats the old school ways. I stepped to my second-hand Technics and on came the crisp, clear sounds of Stevie Wonder's crystal tones over a funky beat, mixed in with MJ before he became insane (hey, I still love the guy). There were a few wicky-wicky-wack scratches by yours truly while fiddling with all the knobs on my new Vestax '06, pretending I was DJing over a crowd of thousands, all partying to my favourite tunes.
7 years ago I had only dreamed of turntables, fascinated with the gadets and spinning wheels, my favourite of which was that little slider that cut the music up while the DJ cocked his head to the side, jamming to the beat of his own drum (which I found out later was the beat from the headphones).
My parents, ever so kind and understanding that they support my Hip Hop lifestyle and granted me the whole DJ set up for my coming-of-age birthday in August, 2006.
Vinyl had always fascinated me and before I received my turntables I had visited all the record stores that I could find in the city, as well as DJCity.com for all the latest LPs bought at a cheaper price than here (if you buy a whole bunch).
Those who've been studying turntablism for a long time warned me: you will NOT buy any more clothes, shoes, accessories and the like. In 5 years time, you'll still be wearing the clothes you're wearing now. Even in 10, 20 years - you'll only buy one or two new shirts a year. Because you'll be spending all your money on records.
I screamed in horror at such horrific thoughts. Dancers, (which I am first and foremost, moreso than I am a turntablist), are known to be highly image conscious, whether they're just sweating it out in a dance class, or lounging around with friends. You gotta look flash, you gotta have the freshest kicks and look like you're ready to burst out soon as you hear a bumping tune.
There's gotta be a compromise - there's gotta be another way to feed this addiction without having to detract from my dancing needs.
Well, there's Serato.
But you shouldn't rely on it... and I'll tell you why, later.
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Comment by JC REYES
Hi, my name is Jc, and I WAS and Vinyholic....
It got to a point where I got a job for five years at Brisbane's largest music and 2nd hand vinyl shop [The Record Market - LEGEND!] and to be honest all my pay would go to my round-plastix and my diamond stylus [don't even think they exist anymore], and babes of course [haha..lamo]... It got so bad that our garage was pretty vinyl'd, if you know what I mean. Before Uni I ditched the dream - sold my Techs and 99% of my records. It was a new time, and a move was on the rise. I still cherish a couple of my oldies but goodies like The Jacksons Victory Tour, LeVert, and a few old R&B licks......Gawd I do miss it.
More power to the new chapter of your hip-hop! I'm sure you'll love everyminute of it. I hope to see a DJTrina set very soon..... "no crunk here!'...ahaha
newayz > much luv T! JC
[you've inspired me to pull out some old pics of FunkCentral - may even pop it in my myspace - well, prolly not! haha]
Comment by Trina
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Vinyl shopping? Do you have a record player or just like collecting black crack too?
JC: Love how you reminisce about the old days, I think you should put up some pics here (oh my bad, they've taken that option out...)
Wicky wicky!
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I had tables in Canada, and I ended up developing a full vinyl addiction... browsing every record store I walked past, rummaging in garage sales. Buying shitty records because Chaka Khan did a duet on one track.
Comment by Trina
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Chaka Khan! I went rummaging through some St Vinnie's stores and scored some Barry White and other old school classics for only $1 each
Comment by JC REYES
I got this really whack one where I'm setting up and I have a mirror ball...you should see the shirt I'm wearing...OMG! Color Me Badd - eat your heart out!
I'm going to dig up my Vinyls and see if I can do something with them.
Loving my hiphop at the moment. I've been really inspired with teaching and I'm evolving as we speak. Unlike the old days I dance for a greater sense now, not just ego and status, which I'm brave enough to admit were the main inspiration back then. Now, I see so many smiles and good spirit when I jamm with my crew that it makes me love it even more.
Wanna hook up with you and vibe-out soon Trina. You sound like a mad-mad-mad-sista [noticed I spelt it wrong to be cool...and "FRESH"....hahaha]
later bubz!
JC
Comment by Trina
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Dig up your vinyls and oh let's see, how about you pass them to me...???
Hahaha. A greater sense? Good to know. I've aways danced for myself and for expression and to interpret the music. It's how it should be.
I miss dancing. Stupid broken pelvis and ruptured spine!
Haha you're way fresh Jay Sizzle, next time I come down to Melbourne we'll chill aiight!
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*forgive me for this lameness*
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Comment by ''Chargoi''
Notourios, Flip mode,skit'z mode, its hardly controlled,mysterisly its growing in side of me,keep on surprising me,with its ill manner'z ,666 banner'z, insane sanity has developed my forseen identity,i'm the bourne supremacy,leaving my legacy,stiched,embroided deeper in to me,now i know this times for me...as i pump up the volume, no understanding of the recorlection to come,rewriting the path of life,the direction to go,follow ur mind,body & soul,let the bass flow.......
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