…fucking, fucking, fucking in heaven

This set was so good and people were so primed to party, it didn’t matter that there was no Warren Fischer and it didn’t matter that we were all dancing in the mud. The rain had stopped and it was all good, and as you’ll read in Dom’s account of the rest of the evening, it didn’t slow down a step until God turned the lights on. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves. For this set, it was just Casey Spooner and Detroit DJ Laura Flax rocking the tunes and pumping the fun. Spooner, in a spangly shirt, may not have even touched the musical equipment once – Flax was more than capable – but he sure did cheerlead up a storm. As “Infidels of the World Unite” was coming on, he was chirping like a gay canary: “I love this song!” Then, pointing to the crowd, “Hey! I can see you! I can see everyone of you! Work it out motherfuckers!” As “Emerge” was fading in, he ravished, “Do you know this song? I never know. It’s so old!” So if you a questions about whether or not they played their hits, that’s pretty much answered by now. And for those readers less versed in the art of subtlety: hell yeah they played their hits. It was awesome!
Here’s a photo of Casey Spooner.

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