Shine

There's something immensly satisfying about watching someone you have taught to mix, doing it well. I guess it's the same kind of feeling that a teacher gets when their pupils' recieve excellent exam results, or a director has when one of their actors is given an award for their performance. But there's more to it than that. With spinning, you teach someone how to cue up records, how to beatmatch, how to choose the right moment to start playing the next track, and when to fade it in. Then you leave them to it. They take it from there, with their music selection, their style of mixing, and many more factors.

Georgy showed up last night. Georgy is to playing records what David Helfgott is to playing the piano. She is prodigious, and Jewish, but with less mental illness... I gave her her first lesson at the start of June, she's been away from the decks for the past month, and when she got on them last night, she was mixing flawlessly. Seriously, this girl rocks.

So, she turned up at about 8pm, and brought in a huge box of records, and then some. We disappeared into the basement, and didn't emerge again until gone midnight. The box contained a lot of early 90s house, and some breaks, which is a real change from the hard house and trance that anyone who knows me, will know that I love to play. This was really refreshing though, and we had a sweet time. Man, those tunes are so funky, it's not necessarily a good thing that she leaves them here. In fact, I feel them calling me now. De La Soul, here I come...