Maybe I should stop worrying and learn to love the bomb

May 10, 2006

Perhaps if I keep this up, maybe I’ll get sick of Salsa so that I will end up taking a small sabbatical and/or cut down for real. Getting into fourth Salsa day in a row (and looking at three more days of the same), I feel as if I might be suffering from a burnout. Combined with stuffy condition at Club Salsa and less than thrilling music (particularly early on), I felt very uninspired to dance. Everyone has different taste in music, and what I like certainly isn’t liked by everyone or for that matter probably by more than half of the Salsa crowd. Cristian unfortunately seems to be following Vishal’s steps in using DJ tricks such as fusing songs, mixing songs and scratching. Music selections became a little more interesting later as most people departed. This is getting a little overdone, but Vishal played Contigo once again (as well as Pantera Mambo) – perhaps this is a sign of homogenization. Incidentally, Contigo is now available as a part of a DJ Julian the Duke compilation CD from Mr. Bongo for those who are interested in purchasing a copy for her/himself. [Perhaps, it would have been better if I contacted interested people individually but this felt inappropriate.] I ended up giving lift home for couple of people after closing time. I thought it was not yet midnight (I wasn’t keeping track of time because I let my battery run out of my mobile phone), but it was nearly 1 AM. As I dropped them off, they departed with the words, “See you tomorrow!” Nice … and a little depressing at the same time.

Quote of the day: “I’m not your mommy.”

It can be hazardous trying to talk with a great deal of background noise