I'm getting ready to hop in the shower and go to City Streets. Tonight's my last night there, and will most likely be the last time I'm a DJ on a full-time basis in a nightclub.
I feel good about tonight. I'm not approaching the night any differently than I would on some other shift. I'm not making a big deal about it, and won't likely mention it much on stage. Marty and Thomas will be there, as will a few other friends from along the way. Past that, it's just a gig.
Marty doesn't think it'll be my last time as a club jock, and I can understand his apprehension. I've said never again before, and each time I've come back to the business that I backed in to in 1991. Regardless, this time it's different from the others in that I know I'm spent. I have very little tolerance for people in clubs anymore. The culture has changed, and I have as well. I'm not the "please everyone" guy I was in the early Nineties, and you have to have a little of that to do this job.
Ray and I were talking about those early years this week, and how we'll never have that time again. We worked at Dallas Alley at a time where both of us, in our own way, ruled over our own little corner of the planet with the brazen nature of emperors. Our world has changed so much in the last decade that I wonder if it will ever be possible to have that much fun again. And we did have fun, goddess knows.
I want the last song of the night to be "Bohemian Rhapsody." I think it would be fitting.
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