Chapter 4: My first contact with the people

Year 1996

The course of 8or of E. G. B. was coming to an end, and logically the class had to organize the trip for the end of course! The girls wanted to go to Rome and the boys to Mallorca. After a long discussion, the boys won! And then it was time to plan activities that were going to do there. While they discussed all things we could do, I said:"Hey also, we could go to a disco!!!"

I remember that was a huge silence while the entire class was turning to look at me with murderous faces. "Go to a disco??" said one of the most popular girlsand staring back at me with a huge disgusting face!  "Yeah! A disco!!" I answered her with an ironical tone.

"Also I know that there is a discotheque there called BCM and people say that it is the largest one from Spain." The thing remained there and was not discussed anything else about it. It was time for the awaited trip, and tired to sell coupons to the family and friends to raise money ... was the moment to take the boat that would take us to Mallorca!

On the boat you could find something similar to a disco, but the music was very commercial and I was already full of "Makinero's  pride" . All the music I heard was extremely commercial, and the only thing that I did was to laugh about my classmates, and see how they enjoyed the music that was too light for me, because I was a  "genuine makina boy"

In my suitcase I had an entire arsenal of club T-shirts clubs such as: Scorpia, ACTV, Chocolate… shirts that my brothers gave me, and I was wearing with great pride. Although I had never been in these clubs.

Perhaps I had gone to any light-party feasts of my city, but nothing else. But I was very happy,  because I felt me different, and of course more unique.

The first day to be in Mallorca, after having made the typical visits to the beaches, monuments, and sites that particulary ... it bored me for a lot. We arrived at the compound where we stayed. Teachers gave us the typical orders: "You cannot enter drink, and you can not change your rooms during the night". Logically, the teachers were stayed next to my room that I shared shared with Marko. They were conscious that we were not followers to comply with the rules, and I think they knew that we were going to do the our tricks.

We were warned that in the evening we would go to a sort of disco-pub that was in the same compound where we were, and so it was. Night fell, and whole class went there. I remember it was a small and dark site, with sofas in the living room (where you could find the most boring classmates there) to the fund had a bar, and something that surprised me ... a music cabine with a DJ!

While the rest of the class were dancing to the rhythm of these light music that I hated, Marko and I stayed sitting in the bar, away from all the classmates and looking at the DJ and commenting on it how bad it was and that I was much better than he

(Let us not deceive ourselves, all the DJ's we have done)

On next day, whole the class was very happy to have gone for first time to a disco, and I laughed about them with irony telling them: "All of you have had a great time yesterday night. Maybe  we could go to the BCM Disco tonight? Compared with this club will be much better!" But they did not want to, they just wanted to repeat on the same pub where they enjoyed last night.

That afternoon, while everyone was on his meal time, appeared a young man on a motorcycle, and Marko said aloud: "Look at him bro! It is the dj! why don't we go to ask him if you can play tonight at the disco pub?" And so it was, we gather a few friends and we go to look for DJ.  He was on his motorbike, watching a bunch of kids requesting an opportunity for his friend!

After much keep harkin, the DJ with a small smile as thinking (kids!!) said: "Well worth it! I'll let you to play two disks!" My pride and my happiness came to the highest point! It's time to come to silence the mouths from my  classmates!!  Those fingers who said that I was crazy.

I got into my favorite shirt, that was a drawing of an OVNI grabbing the world, (when I think about it now, maybe my subconscious made me choose this shirt for my desire to achieve my goal ... ) The afternoon was eternal.

I spoke with Marko about that awaited moment. Night fell and we came back to the club. First thing I did was to go directly to the DJ and ask him: "Do you remember me? Do you  going to fulfill your promise?" My classmates muttered between them, and they were laughing about me, my teacher too. Everyone thought It was a prank, but I was completly seriously

Away from them, once more Marko and I were sitting in the bar overlooking the DJ and hoping to be called, and finally ... He fulfilled his word! He called me and said: "Hey! You! Come here! Do you know how it works?" "Course!!" (I told him with security and pride ... )

 “Let me five minutes check your vinyls for a while!” I started to check it and not knew none, until ... hey!! hold on! There it was! Potenzia! I know it ! I also found another one of my favorite records, from Pink Records called New York. "Well! I am already ready!!" I told him. He gave me their headphones and I started to work

My entire class was in front of the cab of the DJ, eager to see what I was going to do, including my teacher with a smiling face. I took the headphones, puncture the needle in the vinyl, equalizing the equipment and volume and I began to mix

 (I wanted to show to the DJ that all was under control) the faces of my colleagues were changing with the time goes by. And a great feeling of happiness took hold of me

The DJ  applauded me and told me: "Yeah manl! You are great, a phenomenon! You've surprised me!" I felt me immensely happy and proud of my work! Finally, in a false action, my colleagues came to congratulate me on the good work that I did

"Now don't you think that I am a weird guy, doesn't it?" I told them. After holding their huge lie, I quickly went to talk with my friend Marko, I know he could give me his point of view, a real point of view, his true opinion. Marko told me: "The Dj was going crazy! He was telling at the lights man: "Look at this man!!! Look at this child!

Jordi was my teacher, with which I never had never a good relationship because of my devilry, but his words were amazing for me. Was the last person who came to talk with me. With a face full of pride and smiling came up to me. He put his hand on my shoulder and told me: "Dany ... I don't understand anything about this music, but I have seen all the passion you had put and I get surprised.  If you continue on it with this passion, you will get very far away.

I guess you can imagine how well I slept that night.