winter music conference recap!!

well, what a wild and extraordinary ride winter music 2010 was in miami! the biggest surprise was my unbelievably fabulous and exciting entourage suspicious package and bad brilliance & stone who accompanied me everywhere i went; and everywhere we went we brought the joy! i dubbed us the “joyful jubilee!” what was so special about us is that even when parties were sparsely attended or not that happening we brought the cool, we brought the joy, we brought the fun. my teacher greg scherick always says “whether you play to 3 people or 3 million, the intention should always be the same- affect them;inspire them; don’t worry about your ego and whether or not YOU are successful!” i watched many of my dj peers get sucked down into ego and whether or not they were playing the cool party or if they were staying at the good hotel or etc. and i was so grateful to not even be playing that game. thank god for this spiritual work i do! i partied so hard day and night and didn’t touch a drop of alcohol or drugs. that’s the way to go in the new world.

i played alexander technique’s djs are not rockstars party with larry tee and mark kamins (producer of one the best songs ever, madonna’s “everybody”) and i played the trouble n bass party with drop the lime, nadastrom, the captain etc. i went to parties parties parties. one of the best ones was at the fontainbleau hotel with errol alkan and busy p and all the frenchies like dj mehdi and uffie’s producer feadz and surkin (i think surkin is making some of the best house music around these days!) going to the fontainbleau is really strange for me because when i was a kid my grandma used to live in miami beach and it basically was a depressing place for old people to play shuffleboard and then die. but now it’s like all modern and sleek and host to many a fabulous party. my parents and i still kick ourselves for selling my grandma’s apartment which is now across the street from the ritz carlton on lincoln road- but back then across from a decrepid walmart type store stocked with depends. but anyway. i also went into the universe’s biggest party- the ocean! oh i am instantly happy when i am in the ocean, i am a pisces you know.

i hung out with dj hell (the man behind miss kittin, vitalic, fischerspooner and on and on) and went shopping. he took me to base miami’s version of collette and bought the shoes right off the mannequin that a stylist had made special for the store… hell is extremely stylish. and i owe so much to him for kick starting my dj career- at the height of electro like 2002 he invited me to the love parade and the gigolo party and my music and djing life were never the same again. WATCH THE VIDEO of all of us dancing like crazy at his get physical party with m.a.n.d.y and heidi

my roommate was arthur baker (who is a legendary producer of everyone from new order to new edition to my last album ‘my machine‘) and i got to hear some great new tracks he is working on that are top secret. one of them is a mix of florence and the machine doing a cover of “addicted to love” and i tell you – it’s going to be a HUGE hit.

the last party i went to was at puff daddy’s mansion on star island. now that was crazy. felix da housecat was djing and there were tons of very good looking people and puffy was on the mic forcefully ordering people to dance or they would be escorted out by security! he said no photos but when does princess ever listen? here is a little video i made.  well i had to take it down cuz puffy got mad but anyway- the party was only outdoors, peering inside i could see 3 grammys artfully placed on the piano. there was only one bathroom for everyone which prompted me to ask “who peed in pee-diddy’s pool?” since there was nowhere else to go! joost van bellen emailed me “i heard somebody dropped a turd behnd the palmtrees somewhere and stuck a little flag of the vodka sponsor in it!!!” now that’s a party! i was talking to chad from the neptunes, pretty excited because he is an amazing music maker- and it appeared that he was sober because he was like the only one besides me drinking water and not some absurd ciroc drink- and he was like “let’s steal bicycles and ride around the island!” i was totally like “yeah!” and before you know it his eyes rolled back in his head and he passed out on the couch in a drugged out stupor. oh well. another casualty of success. once again the life of the party was suspicious package- ashlyn and emily whipped off their tops and swam in the pool and were so much sexier and realer in their granny panties than any of the models time a million. radioslave played a depressing dark club after hours set which did not fit the mood of a sun- coming -up pool party; a-trak was a bit dry and boring in real life (he should have dj’d instead of radioslave, even though radioslave i usually like) and i left the party, which started at 3 am, at 9:30 am and it was still going strong.

also want to shout out sweat records, which is owned by a kick ass fellow vegan woman and has a really dope vibe. thanks for the soy latte and yummy vegan cupcake vardenafil otc!

as i collapsed on the plane, grateful to be going back to brooklyn, i said- “i am not going back next year!” and i have been saying the same thing for ten years straight. so i guess, see you next year!