While I didn’t attend this year’s WMC I got to thinking about all of the people who would be venturing down that way, basking in the glow of the sun as it reflects like crystals off of blue water. I got to thinking about white sandy beaches with people from all walks of life enjoying a small piece of heaven on earth with their income tax money for one full week of club hopping and a few actually going to the conference itself.
Yeah I’m hating but I just had a baby so my obligation was to my seed so staying at home watching YouTube clips and the Facebook posts from some of this year’s attendees, of who if you went by anything they posted each party was the “best party EVER” and every DJ “turned the party out.” After all, you weren’t there so you have no true way of confirming this fact. I digress!
But as I think about all of the parties, some on the same day, some at the same time, most going on for hours with multiple DJs on the roster, I think about not the parties themselves but the time, energy and money that went into getting the party to Miami.
So I noticed that there is one particular event that the mother of ALL house divas, Ms. Barbara Tucker, puts on annually entitled “…And Let the Singer be Heard” during the WMC. This events showcases the vocalists who help drive some of our favorite house songs. It’s a line up of back to back powerhouse vocalists doing what they do best…SING! So I got to thinking about how important it is to let people be and do what they are. And I got to thinking about how many DJs both for WMC and for parties in their respective cities often times than not pick the location for their parties, some create their own flyers, promote their events via passing out flyers at other events, or posting on list serves, social networks or placing ads in local weekly entertainment publications.
I thought back to a party I went to some years ago where the resident DJ when not spinning was walking around with a plunger to unclog the toilet at the warehouse he chose to have his party. How the other DJs on the lineup had pliers and other tools to rig the electricity and how other DJs on the line up were making ice runs for the bar and working the door.
Now some may say this was a case of poor planning and a lack of business acumen. If this person looked at the endeavor as a business they would have had a team in place to do all of these things. But unfortunately with limited funds, people with inflated personalities who think they are entitled to be on a free guest list (paying to get in helps offset other expenses by the way), lack of venues that will not ask for a kidney to rent their space, hiring a team can be a daunting task to be sure!
What I saw was talent being stretched to its limit. Sure these DJs had the capability and know how to fix a toilet. Sure these DJs had the skillset to splice electricity and rig power for sound in an industrial warehouse. And sure these DJs were smart enough to instead of hiring a bartender man their own bar and hey, sometimes they had to make an extra run to the corner gas station for some ice to keep the natives from getting restless. But at the end of the day they were DJs.
We have so many DJs who aren’t able to flex their muscle to its fullest capability because they are too busy doing that which is not their calling. You have a gift to move the masses to be the conduit of sound and effect change through vibration and yet you are walking around with a plunger unclogging toilets. You have been ordained to touch a life on the dance floor one track and song at a time yet you are spending time scouting out the next space or venue that will welcome House and its children. The time you are spending booking guest DJs and doing “strange thangs for change” to afford to bring someone in town you could be spending researching new music and breaking new records for the masses. But our DJs are faced with the burdensome task of having to be DJ, promoter, event planner and maintenance worker for events that should only pull upon one of these skills.
I propose a solution. For every 10 groupies that either attention hog every photo opportunity at every event, hang around the DJ booth all night holding a trusty pen light to “help” the DJ out, or post, repost and even create events for parties just so that they can be labeled “host,” there is a potential, promoter, event planner, maintenance person and bartender. Their fee: FREE admission, a free drink or two and the liberty to say “I’m down with blankaty blank!” Roll your eyes if you will, suck your teeth if you must but you and I both know they exist and would pee in their pants for the chance to be acknowledged as “part of the crew.” I say put them to work!
In closing, “And Let the Singer be Heard” pays homage to the singer for doing what they do: Sing. I only can dream of a time when my local DJs can do what they’ve been called to do rather than have to spread themselves so thin that when it comes down to show time they are so spent that their sets lack the vigor it could have had had it not been spent unclogging toilets!