Sunshine and rain.

George came to town this evening. His wife is about to have a baby and he came to town.

Don’t worry: she’s well-cared for tonight and it will be a week or two before anything happens.

Do you have friends who you look at and think, “You’ll be a great parent”? I look at George and I think that. Maybe because he’s someone I turn to for advice. Maybe it’s because he truly cares about every single person, even though his demeanor leads some people to believe he doesn’t (I know the truth, though, but don’t tell him

He’s wanted to hear Roger Sanchez play for a while now. So tonight we made it happen. Pre-game we sat at the bar at Aqua Grill–our favorite oysters in the city, not to mention the positive energy–and life was good. Our schedule has always been AG, massage, nap, night out. We skipped the massage tonight but kept the rest of it.

I’ve seen RS a few times. Once in Miami where I got to know my fantastic girlfriend. Once at Pacha in NYC where he tore the roof off the place. He played this one track at Pacha that has stuck with me for two years. I want to know what it is. I’ve sung it to countless house-heads and noone [sic: Maxwell] can tell me what it is. Roger was awesome tonight. He started off sloooooow and eased into it. When he got going, he was cranking like only a few DJs on the planet can crank. Stacey Pullen comes to mind, but that’s something for another night.

I will say, though, that Roger loses the plot sometimes. Consistency is not his strong suit, but he does keep it interesting. And when he cranks he’s one of the best there is.

We shut the place down. On my way out the door I stopped by the DJ booth to thank Roger. I mentioned that my friend Brendan is opening for him next week in SF. And then I asked him to ID that track for me. The one from two years ago at Pacha. I sang it for him.

And he brushed me off with, “That sounds like a lot of house tunes.” Ouch.

Two years of singing that friggin’ track to people and even the DJ can’t tell me what it is. Must I spend the rest of my life searching? Disappointed? Double ouch.

At least I had the time of my life tonight.

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