I played an 80s/90s oldschool hiphop party on Friday. The other DJ & I must have had at least 10+ MJ requests throughout the night, and we pretty much honored them all.
Then at Funky Sole last night, all of us pitched in for an MJ tribute set at the end of the night. I didn't realize we were going to do that, so I had only brought the DANCING MACHINE album and my two selected tracks were the title cut and "What You Don't Know Won't Hurt You." I was kicking myself today when I realized that I had neglected to even think of pulling out my copies of Carlos Morgan's reggae version - and Usha Uthup's bollywood version - of "Don't Stop Til You Get Enough." Luckily I'm spinning again in a few days so they'll get some shine.
I've gotta say though, this whole experience has brought out the worst in clubgoers, as was to be expected. Friday night the people would ONLY dance to MJ and clear the floor for almost anything else, while harassing us all night for MJ requests, often WHILE MJ WAS ALREADY PLAYING.
Then at Funky Sole, a guy brought up a red leather MJ style jacket to display on the mic stand on stage, a fitting tribute. But when he didn't hear enough MJ throughout the night, dude snatched back the jacket while yelling at the organizer Music Man Miles for 5 minutes, telling hime we were all pathetic, how we were wrong for not playing more MJ, and he felt sorry for us as DJs. Dude was a total douche, especially considering all four of us DJs dedicated the last 45 minutes strictly to a really cool selection MJ tunes & covers.