My Best Sunday at Sunday Best

This evening, I am considering breaking my own vow to write a banal post about my life. I'm not sure whether it's because the weekend just gone was one that tickled my fancy, or that I don't find myself particularly inspired by the death of a crack-addicted warbler and the gushing tributes/drug-hating hype that follows. To be brutally honest, I've been waiting for an opportunity to brag about my new career as a superstar DJ. Ahh fuck it. But first, let me take you back to Thursday and a night at Alexandra Palace.

For those who are unaware (I doubt there will be many of you) The Black Keys are a rock duo from Ohio, and spent their Thursday, Friday and Saturday evenings playing to sold out crowds at the Ally Pally. I'm a relatively recent fan, only discovering them after their 'Brothers' album in 2010 and their latest 'El Camino' album, which was released last year. (Clearly I still have far to go, considering Wikipedia had to tell me they have SEVEN ALBUMS. Oops.) After a cheeky pint in The Famous Cock in Islington (wipe that smirk off your face) we made our way through a snowy North London to the venue. Song after song, banger after banger, they did not disappoint, and the oversized disco ball during their encore was a much appreciated addition.

And then the snow hit with a vengeance. Outside was covered and the heavens were still going. No trains running, and buses being abandoned, it took us THREE HOURS to get home. Definitely worth it though.

Friday was uneventful, Saturday was spent in the pub with pals watching the rugby, and then it was Sunday. I'd received an email on Thursday night from an organisation called Stick It On - I had won a fifteen minute DJ slot at an event run by Rob da Bank's label 'Sunday Best'. The idea behind the 'Stick It On' service is to allow people with no DJ experience to have a shot at it for fifteen minutes of fame. I'd forgotten that I had applied and this email sent me into a hyper frenzy. Not only was it in bloody cool Camden, but it was in the bloody cool Lock Tavern, a bloody cool pub. Then I found out people like Rob da Bank and Dan Le Sac were playing. All too bloody cool for me.

Needless to say, I was panicking. After a quick chat with a couple of friends, there was no turning back. I had to do it. I wanted to do it! So I did it. And it was great fun. The pub was packed and I was the final 'Stick It On' DJ before Dan Le Sac took to the decks (I can say things like that now I'm a bloody cool superstar DJ).

We stuck around for a bit after, and caught a few songs by these loveable lads.

Then it was home by 9, bed by 11, and the library the next day. I'm so rock and roll it hurts.