In Belgium 2006 Journal Part Four

Ok, let's go back to the first Friday (17/03) after our arrival...

I have to say that I have never in my life played a better gig or have been more excited to play a gig than Clue's Bar in Deinze, Belgium. For me this particular bar is like a dream, let me explain why. First off, Clues Bar holds about 100 people maximum making it extremely personable experience for all. I would consider about 50% of the cliental to be friends, the rest of the people are potential friends, the sound system bangs for such a small place, as a DJ you can "hear" well because the monitor is in a perfect location, the owner is probably one of my favorite people I have ever encountered while on the Earth, FPR has a small and dedicated following, the DJ booth is slightly elevated so you are above the crowd but not far away, and they have shitloads of Belgian beer that I drink for free. There's more but for now, I'll stop.

We arrived at 8:30 to do our sound check and to feel out the vibe. As scheduled Bart started at 9:00 and would continue on till midnight at which point I would take over were he left off. An hour into my set Marvin would come up next to the booth and start the vocal performance. As the hour diminished and 1:00 am approached Marvin was nowhere to be found. I asked Chris Klooz, (the owner) "Hey, could you take a quick look around for Marvin and let him know its almost time for him to start. He should be easy enough to find." (the only brother in Deinze) Chris answered me, "I know were he is, I'll go get him." "Hmmm", I thought to myself. Why would Chris know were he was but I didn't know were he was and no one else did either. My questions were answered when Marvin finally turned up at the DJ booth led by Mr. Klooz. You have to understand that Chris Klooz is notorious for elevating his mind and helping others to do the same. One glance at Marvin and I knew he was resting his head in another world. He had that glassy eyed space cadet look and he also seemed to be looking at me when I talked to him, but not really following what I was saying.

Let's say drugs, alcohol, and vocal performances don't mix. Let's also say, thank god these people didn't pay for the vocal performance. (It wasn't that bad, and it got better as time went on) So after three songs from Marvin's album, half of them performed with a different version of the lyrics, I decided that was enough and got back on the decks. I went from Bob Marley's "You Could Be Loved", to The Cardigans "Lovefool", all the way to old Chicago Acid house, from there to Classic Detroit Techno like Fix's "Flash", and Inner City's "Good Life" and closed it down at 8:00 am with Lightfoot's "Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald". A truly amazing night at Clues.

Now let's take a quick look at my alcohol consumption. At the beginning of the night I was pacing myself drinking about one beer an hour. (Not bad I think) I also decided on regular beer which is 5.2% alcohol as compared to other Belgian beers that climb above 12%. I assumed I was safe considering by the time I took to the decks I had only consumed 3 beers. As soon as I began to play the 1:1 beer to hour ratio, increased dramatically. In fact, so rapidly did it occur that I didn't even relies by how much. For you mathematicians out there heres a story problem.

Scott began playing records at 12:00 midnight and stopped playing records at 8:00 am. During the time Scott was playing records he drank 17 beers. What was Scott's beer to hour ratio of drinking?
The answer
Not Good.

I really, really don't know how it happened. I just remember constantly getting handed beer after beer and having a lot of fun. I love Clues! I love SATAN!

Saturday (18/03) I played at Decadance in Ghent. I played a good set, nothing to shocking and nothing to exciting just a set, that kept the party rockin till the break of dawn.