March 4th is coming around quick and ill be turning yet another year older. 20 year class reunion is this year and I can’t help but ask myself, “Have I accomplished what I wanted to by now? Have I achieved my goals? Did I have any goals to begin with?” I know lot of people think heavily on this and waste away trying to make head way in the rat race but i’m not sure if that has been for me although i’ve been participating in it for some time now. I always though art was where I was headed then music happened to me too. They have been my driving force but it was driven deep in me at an early age that you had to have something stable in your life. A respectable job, something that paid the bills and thensome. I’m not saying I was forced to be a doctor or lawyer nor was I in a home where manual labor was a family thing but we did our share of family business. See the thing is, i’ve always viewed my job as my way to pay for my passion.
At a young age, you think you have all this time to party or do “your thing” and find yourself but thats not really true, at least not for me. I look back, as i’m sure do many, and see so many wasted years, wasted opportunity due to lack of motivation, loss of appetite in the proverbial sense or who knows what else? sex drugs, rock in roll? May it was that I had the opportunities too early in life. Perhaps I was given the freedom that all my other friends never had and in turn squandered the head start I was given. Djing at 17 at a club was the dream of most any guy my age who was into dance music. My parents allowed me to work at Mongo’s as long as my grades were kept up. My mother especially knew my love for music and how excited I was to get to play music for others. It was like a dream come true. I ate it up and i can’t lie, I love the attention, the limelight of being “the Dj”. Who wouldn’t at that age.
Fast forward though a few years behind the “wheel(s)” as the case may be and i had achieved what most people had worked years for. It seemed to be happening. I was on my way to touring across the US, My first out of the country date under the belt and the sky was the limit. What happened next? I keep asking myself that question. Parties, substance use, the life as it were is what happened. I became too comfortable with what I had and I think, no, I know now it was complacency that lulled me to thinking my future was going to happen “TO” me when what I missed was that I had to grab it, take it and make it happen.
Where am I now? Talk to most people who have heard my name or seen it on a flyer somewhere or been to a party or club i’ve worked at… “Justin Hand… he is a pretty good dj” I can be proud of that. Some praise the nights i’ve played, some say i’m way better than I give myself credit for…some don’t care too much for my music or style. If you ask me, i’m no where near the accomplishments I had hoped for or dreamed about. My job to pay for my passion as become my way and welfare for my family. I do well for myself. I make a better than average salary for any respectful person my age. My family has a roof over their heads, and we are doing well. No complaints there. My passion however has become a hobby at times, supplemental income at others. No one wants to say they have regrets but I do and they are that I didn’t seize the opportunities when I had them so easily at my fingertips. Now my time is spent chasing those wherever they may be or whenever they may present themselves.
I do have many things to be thankful for when it comes to the life i’ve been given. I have played most of the clubs in the city. I’m known by most in the community as a respectable dj as well as a person. I’m often asked for advice in the realm of djing so I feel as other see my experience as worthy knowledge.I have a great dj partner who also happens to be my best friend. We have a 3 year running night at a place in town and we do well each and every time we play. It’s something few get to experience and I am thankful for that. I’ve been a dj for almost 2 and half decades and I can say I get to do something I love and that should be something to be proud of. My goal was to keep playing music until I couldn’t do it anymore. So I guess i’m still doing it, still chasing after those opportunities, living the dream as it were and that’s something I can say. What have I accomplished to this point along with beautiful wife and son? A life full of good friends and great music. That’s something anyone could be proud of, yeah? Cheers…. here is to turning 38! Now where are the shots?
It has been a while since I’ve updated the site. Life happens, ya know? Well I need to get back in to the swing of things and start updating this bad boy. IT’s almost xmas time so there is lots going on for the holidaze! OUR HOUSE will return on Jan 19th(also feb 16th and mar. 16th). Seems that I will not be doing NYE at Mollie’s this year and I opted for a more lax, friends oriented hangout at the Casa De Silver loft for the new year. Locals playing will be the usual suspects and it should be easy going. The 80′s even that was supposed to be this month was going to be hosted on nye but they ended up doing a private rental so we got bumped, if you will. That’s all fine and dandy though. Too much wrapped up in the how to’s and why not’s to really enjoy it all.
Easy is what is needed this year. who cares really, we are all going to die on Friday anyways. I wonder how many people are going to quit their jobs, tell their bosses to fuck off or just walk out. Maybe some people will sell their shit, close up their homes or just walk out leaving the house unlocked and door wide open thinking the rapture is finally here (if you believe in such things) I feel pretty confident that Friday will be just as drab as the rest of the week except it begins the 14 day holiday for me! W00t.
I’m at a loss for words. My friend, dj partner and fellow LFORADIO dj, Brain Pace passed away recently. I cant even express in word how crushing the news is to me. We explored techno and dance together and shared an love for djing that most never get to experience. Thank you for all your smiles, crazy jokes and great spirit. I will never forget you my friend. Maybe I will get to spin with you again someday. May you continue to inspire in the next life as you have in this one.
I’m about to start a facebook and google+ radio player ad campaign and thought i’d try it out here first. It’s designed to be simple and easy to play. Will broadcast the stream to anyone who plays it and it’s meant to be shared so let me know what you think?
WOW. I’ve never been one to deal with death very well but I guess I need to learn because when things happen they happen in 3′s . The loss of yet another friend has me right at that point. Albert Spurlock III was one of those people you always got a smile from, was always friendly and always had a positive outlook on things, ready to dance and have a good time. He passed away Monday night sometime from an Aneurysm and he will be the later of three friends to pass over the last year, Ben McDaniel, Ian Watts and now Albert.
I have to say Albert I’ve known for almost 2 decades, same with Ian who was a very close and dear friend. Ben was a good buddy of mine but we weren’t as close as Ian and I were. Albert, although not a close friend in the since of the phrase but always someone who gave me a handshake when i’d walk into Dish before I played. He was always at the shows I played and places I was working. His buddies Terry, Dvaughn, Brian and others would be a big crew. They were always inseparable and always on the dancefloor. His memorial is this Saturday at 1pm at the Mississippi Blvd Church (70 N Bellvue) in downtown Memphis.
Dvaughn told me that he mentioned if ever he were to pass, he would want house music at his memorial so he needed my help. I made some music for him and it probably one of the toughest things Ive had to to in a long time. Even though some of the music is not the classic funeral procession music its what I think Albert would have wanted and it will be sad for sure. Albert, we miss you brother.