Yep, no updates here whatsoever for a while. Life’s been quite a rollercoaster though. So far I haven’t returned home to Russia, and frankly improving my life here more and more I feel less and less the need to — the only reasons now being family, friends and my CD/LP and Hi-Fi collection.
But if you’re reading this, I’d appreciate a comment just to see that there are people here.
And while we’re at it, here’s a funny story from this weekend.
So I’ve been making mixtapes for a while. They’ve never been too good, but lately they’ve been more bearable. Thus I started to try and stuff my face into any place who might need a DJ. Mind you, I’m not pretending to be some DJ that every club wants — in fact, I’m trying to be the opposite: a DJ no club ever wants, someone to fill in a sudden gap in the schedule. At least for the time being…
Last weekend I thought it’s a good idea to finally learn what so-called “club music” was actually made for, and what a great opportunity it was to visit Yatsuzaki Hardcore live in person.
And for another thing, it was a sudden opportunity to meet RoughSketch in person, whose music I featured quite a few times on A-Cast as well (and whose track “Face”, once I’ve heard it on the radio, pretty much kicked me from just mixing around Exit Trance songs into actual “proper” hardcore). He was super chill about it, we had some small talk for some time, and I kind of casually dropped him one of my latest mixtapes just in case. I guess he probably has a stack of those arriving every week but you gotta at least try, right? :D
Fast forward until today, I get to my workstation and see a missed call. Google knows nothing about the number. Voicemail is an empty message. I gather the audacity and finally call back, saying, hey, I had a missed call from you.
The voice at the other end asks in Japanese: “Oh, is this Akasaka-sama?”
My first thought is: Shit, somewhere online my cellphone number got leaked!
But anyway, I say yes, this is indeed me.
The voice at the other end introduces themselves… and it’s RoughSketch.
My second thought: Holy shit, was something I’ve done actually good enough for something at last?
Fat chance, someone from the people present at the event back in the day got *the virus* and he was calling people to check in if they are okay.
I’m not complaining, I just find it funny to be one of the few people in this world to be phoned by RoughSketch himself and asked how am I doin’ :D
And in regard to the mixtape… I’m not going to bring it up again of course, instead — back at the mixer and repeatedly aiming for perfection! (If I can ever reach it)
But if you missed it, feel free to check it out right here.
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