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| quote: | Originally posted by Ultraphase
I've read now several times, that on Sunday the dancefloor was quite empty until the late night. I know that only from German clubs here, that DJs have to play in front of nearly empty floors sometimes.
I always thought the BeNeLux-Clubs are bursting of people when there's a trance DJ. |
There's a huge difference between Belgium and Holland. Trance is still much more alive in Holland than here, although over there people are also starting to lose interest.
The only trance dj's that can really fill a club here are MIKE, Armin and Tiesto. Nobody cares about any other dj here, even though we have plenty more Belgian talents such as Airwave, Jonas Steur, Icone, Fred Baker, ... They hardly ever play in Belgium.
I blame jump for everything that goes wrong in this country! 
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You pick up this working girl who's hooked on smack, who hussles and scores. "That's all I do" she says, she says "Ten bucks for head, fifteen for half-and-half". She says "Three hits a day at 35 per", you say "That's seven tricks a day at least", but she says "Sometimes I get lucky. Once this guy gives me a bill-and-half just to eat me, only time I ever came".
You figure you can save her. You sell your color tv, that keeps her off the streets a whole day. You hawk your typewriter for one jolt. Then your shotgun, your watch. A week later you say "Listen I'm a little short", but she says "No scratch, no snatch". You say "Look it is better to give", but she says "Beat off creep".
One night they spot you on the street in your skibbies trying to sell your shoes. You tell them who you are, but they nail you. Then she happens by and she says "Christ you look fucked", she says "Hang tough!". But you don't say anything, you just think "what a bum rap for a nice, sensitive guy like me".
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