I fully acknowledge that I am intended to use my newly bestowed powers for GOOD and not EVIL...
But last night, out dancing, with the Blue Gypsy, I remembered a jam-out-darkroom-film-processing-session and realizing that a song I liked...was a PERFECT double-step.
Perfect. I'm not guessing.
The place we were in isn't a hard honky tonk. It's about 1/2 Tonk on the English Honky-Tonk scale. Maybe 3/5ths Tonk on the Metric. Nice joint.
So I stick a post-it with request on a dollar bill and stroll over to the DJ booth. I just happen to know that the DJ has an art degree.
I hit him with the request. His eyes go a bit wide as he reads and the first words he blurts out are "I don't think I can play that."
This is a song by an American artist. I'm in America. It's Friday night in Texas, by god. I want Nelly. "Ride Wit Me." I give him a poker face like I can see the Matrix inside him.
"Do you know what a Guggenheim Fellowship is?" He does. "Well, grasshopper, I'm a Guggenheim Fellow. Just announced. And I want this song R...F...N. I've requested and I've tipped. And do I need to mention the Guggenheim Fellowship again?"
Poor guy just crumbled. Face fell apart. Like watching a vampire burn away in daylight. San Angelo State.
Three songs later, in the middle of a country string, he plays the classic rap song. The Blue Gypsy and I cut the rug UP. It IS the perfect double-two.
I know I should be ashamed. I know this was wrong. But God help the first curator I want something from.....
It must be the mon-ey.
2 comments:
That's the proper way to throw your art weight around.
Thats exactly what I thought...good practice if nothing else...plus, the Blue Gypsy can dance.
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