Chapter 9: Changes

Year 1.997

Honestly ...

The "Techno time" doesn't was renowned for his highest level of hearing, but it was for their good vibes

My routine basically was to play at home and then go to the radio.

The tension was growing at house because my parents never stopped to remind me:

what do I'm going to do with my life?

Trying to make me forget the madness that I had in my head, and making me believe that my goals would never be achieved

My friends thought the same, but they told me  with a softer tone.

But I had no intention to pay attention to their words, and to give up my dream

My father didn't like my visits to Sant Boi, and was my mother who helped me to escape to Sant Boi. We got together at some strategic point from town, and we were going on her car (since she worked in Sant Boi)

She said that we could not go on, but I guess that my answer to that and the security that I conveyed her, along with my illusion, about I was doing, led her to be an accomplice of my getaways behind my father eyes.

At the end from the radio show, while I made time waiting for my mother got off work, I spent a lot of time in a clothing store named Don Juan, and I went to see my friend, Ivan Barbero.

Together we spoke about anecdotes and tales from some Dj's, and we exchanged opinions, talking about how much we'd like a chance at a professional level.

My idol, Frank Trax, was the clear influence in me, maybe by my brother's suggestions. They made me admire at this great DJ.

Back then, I used to go to "Cybertrack" (Cubelles) on Friday night; or at "Ocho" on Sunday afternoon. Especially when Pastis and Buenri used to go to play. They really made me going crazy seeing the good vibes they transmitted from their cabine and how the people went crazy with them, dancing without no limits.

But like my idol  Frank Trax used to do, I shared his philosophy to be more serious, and impose respect for others while he was playing.

But a Sunday afternoon session would change my musical impressions.

We went with some friends to a club sited in Castelldefels, "Tutankhamun"

The guest DJ was DJ SKUDERO

Just a week before, I celebrated my birthday at Pont Aeri Terrassa, and that night they  gave to the attendees a keychain with a logo that he used to use. Was a keychain with an "S" of Superman.

The routine at our parties were almost always the same. While all my friends were dancing, I was static looking at the cabin, watching every move that DJ's did, trying to learn from them, and because of I really liked looking at them.

I always carried in my pockets many session tapes with me. As many as would fit in my pants.

On those tapes I added my name, my address, and telephone number (well... my mother's cell phone, because I didn't have an own)

Nowadays, almost all of you have their own phones, but by then, the phone was only designated for "adult people", or for people who could afford it.

When a DJ finished his session, after think about it many times, due to the enormous respect they imposed on me, I got up the courage to approach him and give them my tape.

I always told the same words:

Hi, my name is Dany, I'm DJ, and I just wanted to give you my tape. I don't ask you for an opportunity, nor waisting your time. All that I want is your opinion

Going back to what concerns us ... Tutankhamun session

I remember Skudero's session struck me very much, and I was hugely surprised with his mixes, and things he did.

He had a unique style and I felt very identified with his music

Come on!! Dance Dany!!!

And I didn't even answered them. All I wanted to do was to be attentive to all the details of that session that was conveying at me so much.

Automatically on that day, next with Frank Trax, DJ Skudero became my new idol.

I still remember that when he finished his session I went to talk with him, to congratulate for his mixing time. With all my excitement and pride, I showed him the anniversary keychain to let him know that I i was there that day.

Logically, also I gave him a tape

I felt that something new was growing inside of me. I felt a new change, as my vision to mix had acquired new techniques, and new ways for my mixtures.

Currently with one click you can access to million of videos, photos, sessions, and much information about any artist worldwide. But by then, the only way to have information about someone was:

That someone offered you a tape that was recorded by the same DJ during his session, or to go yourself to see him live.

Which convey much more, and was much more special and unique.

After that session, a force ran inside of me pushing me even much more to fight for my dream.

A new idol, new hopes, new challenges that kept banging on my head.

I could not wait to get home to start that change. I felt that a new cycle in my life was ready to start