number1cruncher
1 kW
Oh the days...Walking up to an abandoned warehouse in Baltimore, Richmond, Detroit, etc. The sounds a rumblin'. Er Er Ee Ee, Er Er Ee Ee, Thump,Thump,Thump,Thump,Thump!!!! Great times indeed. And there was no alcohol(Clubs Suck!), only the good stuff. And lots-o-vapor rub. I didn't get into the back massages, touchy feely stuff. Just started groovin at about midnight and did not stop(AT ALL) until the sun rose. They called me the "True Raver", because I could dance through EVERY set played. Oh I miss DJ Wink, what a great guy! Now-a-days, being a responsible family man, I listen to mainly Jack Johnson. Much more mellow, but gets the old knoggen to think about things. Thank you Dee Jay for this nastalgic trip. Keep up the mixes!
