May 6, 2005

¡Jueves Gigante!

Best. Bluestate. Ever.

Really, I don't say that every time.

This is the first Bluestate in which:


  • We went for six hours straight (and short-staffed, too!);
  • People were dancing the entire time from about 8 p.m. on;
  • We had to play a slow song to get people off the dance floor at the end of the night;
  • I completely ditched my setlist and played whatever the heck I felt like;
  • Thriller got busted out;
  • Someone broke the ladies' room toilet.

OK, so that last one isn't really a point of pride, but it does give you an idea of the wild and crazy nature of the night. Since we were playing a new venue (the now-confirmed-to-be-totally-awesome Chief Ike's), it took a little getting used to the crowd. As the night went on, we had a lot of spillover from other Adams Morgan bars and with each group of new people, new requests. For the record, if you go to Bluestate, you will not hear:


  • 50 Cent
  • Big & Rich (apparently either a country band or a brand of cheesecake)
  • AC/DC (although we *heart* them)
  • 311
  • Three Doors Down
  • "Some rap, because you aren't, like, playing anything we can, like dance to" (said while getting jostled and bumped by other people dancing)

That being said, I was able to a few several requests, which made me happy, because I aim to please.

More generally, I adapted to the uptown crowd by playing lots and lots and lots of 80s music, which was fine by me. There's a reason why it's so easy to go from !!! to Talking Heads to Interpol to A Flock of Seagulls.

I felt like I was straddling the line between Pitchfork and The Wedding Singer.


Special thanks to DCist for hosting the Cinco de Mayo event, and to Jeff, who literally danced for four and a half hours straight, bringing in anyone who got within twirling range. Following his stellar performance inspiring everyone to dance, we promote Jeff to the honorary position of Dance Commander of the U.S.S. Bluestate.

And of course, thanks to everyone who came out to Chief Ike's!


A Dance Commander.

Posted by rj3 at May 6, 2005 9:01 AM

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watching jeff dance at each bluestate is definitely a joyful experience. anyway, thank you guys for spinning last night! GREAT setlists, great time.

Posted by: catherine at May 6, 2005 10:00 AM

Those chicks kept asking me to bug you guys to play some rap. They never made any attempt to make out with me, so of course I didn't bother to ask for the rap.
That Dance Commander is totally rockin the casbah.
And yeah, Jeff has some moves.
This was a great party and lots of fun, especially since it was free to get in.
Hopefully if there is ever another bluestate there, they will have more barstaff.

Posted by: Av at May 6, 2005 12:29 PM

The rap chicks tried to get me to request music, also, and I told them to knock it off. It didn't occur to me that I could have extorted favors from them first! (Note to rap chicks, if you are reading, I also love hip-hop, but one always should be polite with song requests.) Great party. Hugs to RJ for playing my favorite Jimmy Cliff song. I love that there was actual dancing on chairs, and some fine uprocking/bboy-ing near the end by Kanishka and the other gentleman whose name I didn't catch. And dang, I wish I hadn't left before Thriller, but I'm kind of an old lady. Did people do the Thriller dance, you know, when you shape your hands into claws?

Posted by: snh at May 6, 2005 1:09 PM

Well, it was "Wanna be startin' something" off of Thriller.

Posted by: rj3 at May 6, 2005 1:45 PM

had a rockin' good time, wish i'd been cool enough to stay for the dancing, but my bum leg wouldn't let me. and mmm, thanks, to whatever god assembled many good looking menfolk there for eyecandy. always a good time at bluestate.

Posted by: PL at May 6, 2005 2:06 PM

for the record, i came very close to bringing 50 Cent's "Disco Inferno" with me last night, but left it out at the last minute. damn. those chicks would have been so happy.

also, speak for yourself, man. if we return to chief ike's, i'm totally breaking out the AC/DC.

Posted by: seeking irony at May 6, 2005 2:28 PM

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