Despite recent events – or maybe even because of them – the party tonight is still on.
Limited numbers because of Covid. Already postponed twice due to Covid. Needs to end early because of Covid… look, you get the idea, but maybe it’s time to actually live a little.
And so there will be fun, drinks, memories and yes: also music.
On the music front, there’s actually going to be a band. Live music. And I can’t wait.
But then we have to fill in the gaps between their sets with Spotify and I’ve had to put my foot down a bit. I was up early this morning removing Pitbull tracks from the stuff that’s been shared, oh, and anything that has a $ sign in its name from the playlist.
Sometimes both in one. Awful.
The result is a 9½ hour (I don’t think we’ll use all of it) list of about 170 songs ranging from the Beatles, through Bruce Springsteen, Michael Jackson, and on to the Human League and Swedish House Mafia.
Should be fun.
The DJ, however, does not got us falling in love again. There’s really no need for any of that.