friday, saturday, sunday.

friday - not bad at all until someone got stupid. i'll give you 3 guesses who that was. the rest of the night was an uphill fight till we closed. customers having fun, employees having none. life goes on.

saturday - slow start and slow night for a saturday. didnt care, cause i was still pissed off from the night before. ("Will no one rid me of this troublesome priest?") i just didnt care enough to do any real work, or to play music anyone wanted to dance to.

sunday - we need a hook, a draw to bring people in. the crap we got now just aint cuttin it. i read alot, and didnt care. hard to give a rats ass whats goin on if there's no one there to play to.

things need to change, and real soon.

ah.. true words of advice.

Leave the DJ Alone by Rob Wegner

January 2004
During the 80's, I worked at a popular Phoenix nightclub called Zazoo. During its first two years, the club enjoyed an international reputation (i.e., a sister club was opened in London) that even lured Madonna to its Phoenix dance floor. However, like many nightclubs, the numbers started to decline over time and the owners were starting to ask questions.
To determine the cause of the club's decline, the owners hired a well-known nightclub consultant. In addition to his consulting fee (which ran into the thousands), the owners paid for the consultant's hotel and transportation.
The consultant spent one week analyzing every segment of the club and its employees. He spent a considerable amount of time in the DJ booth; often looking over our shoulders and taking notes. As far as the DJs' performance, he never indicated an opinion. In fact, we were rather concerned that he was going to criticize the DJ's in his final report.
After the week passed, it was time to hear the consultant's report. The owners, managers, DJ's, and department heads (such as head bartender, head bouncer, etc.) attended the meeting. After discussing other departments, it was time to hear the consultant's opinion of the DJ's. It went a little like this:

"You have great DJ's and they do a good job. The problem - as far as they're concerned - is that your managers come into the booth and talk down to them. It puts them in a bad mood and it's reflected in their performance. If the DJ's are not into it, then your dance floor is not going to be into it. Tell your managers to save their remarks [to the DJ's] for after the club closes."
In other words, the club's owners paid thousands of dollars to be told (among other things) "leave the DJ alone."

DJ Temperament
On the flip side, there are temperamental DJ's that might misinterpret the consultant's opinion. In clubs, our job revolves around pleasing patrons/dancers, managers, and owners (and in some cases other employees). If there's anything to be learned from this month's tip, it's the knowledge that our state of mind is reflected on the dance floor. Do not allow petty criticism to disrupt your mood and/or performance.
(It should be noted that sales improved after the consultant's recommendations were implemented).

wha?

(if you think its bad now - just you wait. puter needs major repair or replacement. am lucky enough now to be online.)

pretty decent weekend and even a kinda fun sunday pretty much wraps up the latest news. today was mostly blah tho. we didnt wake up till late, and had a nice little to-do at the back bar. no major injuries to report. did see some nice chests for the wet t-shirt contest. almost time for thursday again. dont wanna go. oh well. we'll see

thursday... again

not a bad turnout for a thursday, but we could've done better. first dance set on thursday - always a headache, and tonight was no different. but should have expected it considering i didnt have anyone on the dance floor till after 10:00. enough to drive me to drink or smoke or something. moving right along to the second set - the most confused white people in history. white people will do the electric slide to anything. Electric Slide, Joy n' Pain, The Breaks, The Double Dutch Bus, Sweet Dreams Are Made of This, and Venus. these idiots were doing the slide through all of it. kinda sick if you ask me.

the hot legs contest was pretty good, and the oldies set was fun too, but after that it was attack of the stupid drunk people at the booth. at least by then i didnt care what happened with the rest of the night. we even closed close enough to 3 that i didnt want to kick anyone. and how often does that happen? not very.

guess its time for bed. long day to round out a long week.

no.. really, its not my fault

more puter issues.

last weekend was typical packed friday and saturday and slow on sunday. not much to report about it all other than that we had fun. even the drama wasnt that bad.

note to self - Xenadrine... ration it. sleep is a good thing every now and then

someone sacrifice a chicken.

prostrate thyself before the mighty altar of Gates and fear. i almost got a chance to get online the other day and "poof" went the 'puter. things is gettin desperate with this 4 year old hunk of junk.

wednesday was kinda odd, but mostly in a good way. not too busy, not too slow. just enough to have a good time and a pretty decent wet t-shirt contest. not even that much stupidity to deal with.

thursdays are apparently back to normal. except for the hot legs contest - niiiice! if the rest of the customers werent hanging out at the other bars cause it's cheaper to drink there they'd be having a pretty good time and seeing some spectacular legs.

time to go rest up for friday...