Friday, September 3, 2010

Music is my Master.

So...long time ago a friend showed us a picture that he made in his art class and it was the back of this bad ass bondage chick that had the following written on her back: "MUSIC IS MY MASTER" in capital letters. She is carrying a whip and all in hand (by the way is about 10' h X 2'w). It's all red and black..I fell in Love instantly...So I have to beg for years and I really mean years to have it here with me at my home.
Since then and we are talking about 1996  "Music is my master" became my life motto. It is kind of sad that I don't have or at least I do not believe I have any musical talent. I have a very good friend of mine that was trying to teach me how to match a beat in the classic Techniques 1200's and to his surprise my favorite selection of his LP's collection was dub or anything from the Ninja Tunes record label, it was so much fun for me but I guess for him and his friends (all English living in San Francisco and excellent DJ's as well as Producers) it was a nightmare having this rookie going through their records. Unfortunately I didn't practice long because I couldn't match a beat for dear life so I lost my hope of becoming a worldwide Super Star :)

Well at least I have to say that in all my defense I am an excellent dancer..no joke I can even break dance.

I used to go to check out my favorite Live Acts, DJ/Producer, etc everywhere. But the scene ...yeah that infamous monster called "The Rave Scene" got to be to much for me.
Riots, people passing out like flies..myself misbehaving way much and visiting the keyhole a few times. I decided that enough was enough. I guess reality sink in when we lost a dear friend and others went to Jail. And trust me I never thought that we were all that bad or out of control.
I have to mention that we all had great memories as well, amazing music and a few very fun moontribes and underground warehouse parties, those were my favorite. I love small venues.

I started going to what in Mexico we called Underground Rave Parties back in 1993 and then very quickly the scene grew so much. All kinds of people were enjoying techno (Mexico loves Techno and House Music). And it was a playground for whoever wanted to experiment with all kinds of  party cocktail combos.
Us Mexicans like to party, it's in our DNA. And party we did. My best memory was that after a party we decided to go to look for peyote in Real de Catorce a very sub-real place in the desert, near San Luis Potosi. We never mind the eight hours driving distance from Mexico City to Real de Catorce, not at all. Still to this day I do not know how we got there. It was my farewell  party because I was moving to the USA and I have to say it could not have been better. Is something I will never forget. I will leave it at that but Peyote was really really nice.

I guess I have my fun like they say. And now that is a Labor Day Weekend I can not believe how much I have mellowed out and change. But sometimes I really miss those days.

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