| >>djpaulette [back to postcard archive menu] Travelling light but slaying them like a heavyweight Travelling light but slaying them like a heavyweight It's amazing the difference that a pair of sweat pants (ok white stella mc cartney sweatpants - i didn't say i'd died and gone to fashion hell did i???), a light t-shirt and a hooded sweat-top (also light - for summer) can make to the emotional and sartorial arrival state of said dj. After landing, there's nothing to match feeling - and walking - like your legs and feet are your own - rather than your seriously thrombosed alter ego's. And as for carrying the whole thing off like a star in Marc Jacobs sunnies (yes the expensive, twice-lensed ones from my earlier blog) - well it's the way forward - as long as the airport isn't super dark (like Rome Fiumcino) - and you have to watch out for unseen walls and mirrors a bit more ... I'm not just travelling light clothes-wise either. I had to say goodbye to my rather threadbare-but-christ-does-that-bag-hold-and-hide-a-LOT Nervous Records backpack (nearly shed a tear in fact) not so long ago... this meant that i was now without a 12" vinyl holding, cabin sized bag that i could adequately use to pull off the 'this is feather light karate move' to the attendant when i'm checking in, despite it nearly breaking my scapula in the process. thankfully i saw 'just the thing' - a glorious design-camo record boxbag in the Carhartt store in Bastille and when i went to buy it - wonder of wonders - it was on sale with a 40% reduction. Typically when i went to pay for it, i found out that some thieving sk8rboi had robbed the handle. This immediately brought out the Manc in me so I haggled them down to 50% reduction with no return allowed. Not ever. Even if it spontaneously combusted as i left the store. I was happy with that. Pah - thought I, I've got loads of bags like that at home that i can use the handle off. hahahaha. :tongue: but not quite so quick!. Funny how you find out that these things are custom-made for a reason. After trying and failing miserably with three or four different handles I have now settled on the handle from a very good / expensive samsonite bag which has been lounging in the cave since it doesn't hold enough. The colour is a perfect match, it locks onto the strap attachment and it works well - although it's a little bit narrow strap wise so it digs in my shoulder a bit sometimes. Consequently, I am still on the hunt for a good handle so if anyone knows who stole mine please let me know and i'll send the boys around. What - buy it? Are you for real????? Anyway - i digress - purchase of said record boxbag now means that i can put fat and phat CD wallet, my 12 favourite vinyls, outfit for gig and next day change, half of Boots the Chemist's disguised as my toiletries, ipod, phone, book, shoes for gig, journal, pen, accessories, tickets, passport, slippers and a few other bits and bobs all in the same bag and all in the cabin and all looking feather light. Yeah! Which means i don't have to deal with the stomach-churning, 'will i make my next connection in time' or 'hope they've not nicked / broken / opened and forgotten to close / misdirected my bag' moment at the baggage claim. Nor do i have to deal with baggage claim belt hypnosis - which always leaves me a bit monged at the best of times. I feel very proud of myself. It's only taken me 15 years to get good at this bit! :lol: I aways wondered why Todd Terry used to do that. Now i fully understand. Not the toiletries and change of clothing bit - the travelling light with 12 vinyls bit ... but then you knew what i meant didn't you? :crazy: So - now i have taken to arriving at THE party with no more than 64 CDs (containing way more than 64 tracks of course) - 12 vinyls and a head that has now become super-honed to making sure that every track played is a winner. No woolly, wafty, see you at the bar moments allowed. And if I've forgotten something, who will know? that's just between me, myself and I. :cool: travelling this way also means that i can get straight into a taxi when i get back to paris - instead of being at the back of a very long, thirty flights in at once, queue. Which makes great sense - especially when i've slept with my mouth open in the plane. I mean - you don't really WANT to see anyone you've travelled with after looking THAT attractive, do you? :blush: thanks to Damir Gomuzak at the Hacienda in Vodice for a great party last night. Those who braved the most hideous thunderstorm (am i unlucky or am i unlucky - the club is outdoors!) had the time of their lives and didn't actually get too wet. it was sticky, steamy, super busy and was really a great party. Also dear dancers - sorry for hogging the stage - it was just too tempting! Greetings and thanks also to David Morales and Hec Romero for dropping by to say hello! I haven't seen either of them for a while and it was a lovely surprise. OK. I nearly peed my pants with nerves once i realised exactly WHO had been standing in the box behind me whilst i was giving it some on the decks :wtf: and for sure I momentarily heard my DJ confidence fly off like a popped balloon :woah: ... Of course, I regained my composure pretty quicky ... (she lies). It's Palo Alto in Megeve tomorrow! Are you game? :flirt: Have a wonderful evening.
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