DJ Marie-Claire - Hot Mess

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2010-09-04T13:38:00.000-07:00

I moved my blog there. This is no longer an active blog.
thank you
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this week i will mostly be doing...

2010-04-06T10:47:00.001-07:00

the 'do' (and djing also!!) at the following:

Tuesday - Whisky Mist for Wade Crescent's leaving party

Wednesday - Jalouse with DJ Prince Charles

Thursday - Whisky Mist model party followed by Geeks and Nerds after party at Cirque De Soir

Friday - Maddox - Rock N Roll Fridays

Saturday - 101 at The Ivy

Sunday - is shall sleep!

2010-04-02T08:42:00.000-07:00

Totally ADDICTED to Kelis's new track 'Acapella'. Take note of the Benni Benassi remix if you can find it - it makes my knees tremble. Last night we tore whisky mist apart - myself and DJ Remy (St Germain) were tag teaming, dodging blows from crazy bitch fights, refusing to play stereo love or mgmt, blinding everyone with our attrocious lighting skills and making riyad dance the robot all night long.

if you missed it you're a fool.

This week is all about Whisky Mist infact. It's my new obsession (along with Acapella). Its like i'd forgotten how much fun that club was and suddenly the easter bunny came and bit my ass and force fed me easter eggs and reminded me the joys of spring and whisky mist.

Ok, this is beginning to sound a bit like an informercial for the place so subject change now!

Just finalising the details for my Spring Break US of A tour - keep an eye out for dates - will be hitting up both the east and west coast. If you are interested in me playing while i'm out there (think end april early may) hit up my agent pink@mc2mm.com and we'll see if we can squeeze ya in.

PS - do you think i should go blonde again??

2010-03-30T10:55:00.000-07:00

Last week at Maddox - Lambrecht turned pap and caught me mid set up - i think the sexy glow of a mac book pro will be the lighting du jour for all the top photographers from now on don't you think?? C'est tres chic.

2010-02-18T09:43:00.001-08:00

love will tear us apart....

The Obituary - RIP Paul Frank Puffa Jr.

2009-11-11T09:44:00.000-08:00

Early last saturday morning, at approximately 3:30am GMT the world suffered a tragic tragic loss. Paul Frank Puffa Jr. passed on to its next life.

It was while lounging around Maddox night club minding its own business, after its owner had carelessly left it there rather than put it in the safe confines of the DJ booth, that Paul Frank Puffa Jr. met its untimely end.

PFP Jr. was considered by many of its peers as one of the worlds great explorers and it was noted that PFP Jr radiated warmth to all that wore it from the core of it's stuffing.

Paul Frank Puffa Jr. came into this world when its then owner, Jackie Petri, felt the sadness and loss that her friend Marie-Claire was feeling after she had generously given Paul Frank Puffa Senior to a friend who fell in love with it. On acquiring its new owner, PFP Jr quickly embraced Marie-Claire and soon fell completely in sync in regulating her body temperature no matter what the climate.

It is most fondly remembered and revered for it's North American tour it undertook in '06-'07 where it got to endure -10 celsius temperatures in Northern Texas in rattlesnake strewn deserts, bus crashes in Utah in 6 foot of snow, being stranded out in the Mojave desert in 30 degrees celsius (where it became a useful pillow upon bedding down for the night). It's great explorer status was cemented further when it travelled cross country from Los Angeles in a record breaking 3 day drive to reach Conneticut in time for an evening show. It ventured to as far south as Louisiana and explored the beauty of South Carolina while protecting it's owner from a dirty old man in a parking lot. It's been straddled by strippers in Vegas (all who wanted to try PFP Jr on for size), had ketchup dripped on it from hot dogs in NY, braved Halloween in HotLanta, and even met some of its peers in the Mall of America in Minnesota, it's seen ghosts in the Eagles Ballroom, Milwaukee (thanks Lags for the venue reminder), and real life monsters in Salt Lake City (thanks Necro for stealing my laptop you pikey fuck).

Other adventures have been as far south as the wilds of Southern Africa where it saw off wild animals and protected the owner from night time frost and the dark caverns of the London Underground, it's been fun fair riding in Blackpool and 6am surfing in Los Angeles, raving in Hoxton and tea in the Cotswolds.

It was a kind coat and while it's fur hood was a little bedraggled with age, it still had many a good year left in it. And so on this sad day, we remember Paul Frank Puffa Jr. and lament on its loss to this world. All we can do now is speculate that it was a quick and easy death and PFP Jr did not suffer in any way.

RIP Paul Frank Puffa Junior - you will be sadly missed.

2009-09-13T11:25:00.000-07:00

Swing batta batta batta batta batta swiingggggg

how i love thee like an autumn day

2009-09-13T09:56:00.000-07:00

i have abandoned you....i am sorry from the bottom of my heart. I could moan about my crazy schedule working 5 days a week, djing 6 nights a week, but you'd probably start playing tiny violins at me so i'll refrain.

LA was a blast - Loving the Thompson at Beverly Hills - Med has a magic touch for sure!

Teddys was exactly as i left it (but in a good way not a time warp way). It was like trying on a favourite pair of old jeans after losing themand finding out they still fit and i hadn't got fat their absence. Oh i missed thee.

My trip was marred by the sad occurance of DJAM's death. He was one of the DJ's that inspired me to make the big break into DJing and pursue it as a real career rather than a fun little past time. He made me realise there was real creativity and musical talent behind truly great DJ's and he was an inspiration to me. You will be sadly missed by all that loved and met you.

LA was also on fire during my trip - the hills were swathed in a mystical cloak of smoky haze which to the westerly residents of LA was a lot more magical than i'm sure it was to the foothills residents. When i flew back to London, we flew directly over the fires as the sun was setting. Probably one of the spookiest things i've seen in a long time.

So back i am in London town as the days are getting shorter and the nights chillier...but the death of summer brings my favourite season...autumn where i get to be a brat and demand lots of presents (for my impending birthday hint hint) and I start contemplating my great migration from the cold.

I'm keeping up residencies at Cuckoo on Tuesday, Maddox on wednesday, Whisky Mist on Thursdays, Maddox again on fridays and The Ivy on Saturdays, with once a month soirees at the fabulous Old Queens Head in Angel also....

I'm going through a very big new jack swing phase right now and i defy anyone to tell me that a bit of bobby brown, K7 and wreckx - n- effects are not the perfect combination for a party. It's even made me drop my cool and calm exterior and shake my rump like the rump shaker i am (cringe).

Oh, i discovered a new drive by technique from the lonely drunk men at the end of the night...."tell me...what time does the venue close?" - (my reply)"4am" - "great - i'll be waiting for you outside" ........which just results in me hiding in the venue kitchen doing shots with the waiters until the last table has been polished. Hey i'm not unapproachable but jesus...don't stalk me!!

Anyway, you'll know if you've got a parking pass, otherwise drive on buddy, drive on!

DON'T MESS WITH THE TRILBY...

2009-08-17T11:29:00.000-07:00

Take one fierce name in clubland (no not me) and combine with a seeerious Trilby, you'd think that any venue would be proud to have them at the helm, but after Jalouse's 'no hat' rule put the kybosh on Alex's sweet sweet vibe, we all had a hat-off at Maddox last friday in protest. I'll steal some pics from the night off Alex's facebook - you'll see them soon.

After my monumental 6 nights a week djing, i claimed back my saturday night.

I've had no time to blog! I've had no time to think?

I've had no time to sleep.

I am suffering...infact, this is all you get for now...ketchup properly soon.

But see me this week at the seriously fabulous Cuckoo for a dirty electro set on wednesday, the sexy Whisky Mist on thursday for a hella hip hop set, and then the one and only Maddox on friday for Ms Lauryn T's birthday extravaganza. My boys from The Bronx are in town from LA too, so we're all gonna party like it's 2009...no wait....

WE BE BURNIN'

2009-08-02T13:50:00.000-07:00

Three nights in a row...didn't think i could keep the momentum up but wow, my love for playing has given me the stamina of the 18 year old version of me.

Thursday night was WHISKY MIST, for the dirty dirty hip hop night. With alot of help from Harvey, March, Charly and Ash that room was farenheit 450. It actually made tuesday night look tame. There was something up with the lights so the ambience was not dissimilar to the bat cave and someone has done something to the bass speakers in there so the whole room throbs when you play a dirty south track but i've never seen such a beautiful melting pot of people.

Classic dj moment number 4578:

A gentleman wearing the remains of his city boy suit comes up to me and explains that he's from Australia and that he used to do 'this sort of thing' when he was a lad back in Oz. He felt that what i was playing was a little lacking and that I needed to play something with a beat (yes i smiled at that point too cos i've yet to hear a hip hop song without this strange and rare tool of music in it!!). Apparantly i needed to play something really 'pumping' to get the (already insanely crazy) crowd going. For the record, i was playing Black Eyed Peas "Pump It" which by definition can be classed as a pretty 'pumping' track. I mean, it even says so in the title! So i considered giving him one of my Air Force Ones to wave in the air to give him extra bounce, but then remembered he was Australian so there really was no hope.

I also later got tipped to play Black Eyed Peas "I got a feeling" which i actually had queued up at the time - score. I like psychic tippers. Bring me more.

Can i make a note at this point that i did play artists other than Black Eyed Peas....i played Fergie too!!

Friday night at MADDOX, oy vey! Friday night...where do i start. I don't even know how to put into words how utterly and brilliantly insane it was in there. I can safely say though that the true highlight of my night was playing Backstreet Boys and the look of sheer delight on everyone's faces when they realised what it was. I love outing you all on that one - you bunch of teenage girls you.

My overly friendly demeanor got me into a spot of bother later though - my rule of thumb is smile, high five, touch bruv, high five, hug it out, whatever people wanna do when they come up to show their appreciation for what i'm playing. After all, the dj and dancefloor are a team - i'm only good if you dance...and i'm only great if you swing off the light fittings (thanks Alex - you have olympic skills on that) and you know you're onto a good thing when you see crutches in the air - infact that almost gave me a god complex....yes my child, from the godly power of my beautiful music, you can walk again....your broken foot is healed! Anyway, I digress...as i was saying, the human touch - you come up to thank me, i thank you back...but there's me all smiling and being all friendly in the mix and someone's asking for my number. Now i never give my number out, but i'm always glad to take someone elses - especially when they're talking about events and wanting me to play... Yes...play...that word that means so many different things...now in a DJ world, play means playing music...but i forget in the heated, sexually fueled room that i have helped create, play takes on a whole new meaning. So when i get my phone back from someone who wants me to play for them in the future, the words 'sexy hot brazilian guy from maddox' are written next to the new number. Oops. I then couldn't get rid of the poor chap all night. But at 3am when i've played for 3 hours, yet another attempt to convince me to go back and 'play' at yours is just going to be met with a very very frustrated no. So i'm sorry mr brazilian, that i wasn't more gracious in refusing you, but dang you were persistent.

Dee dee da da daah. Saturday nite at TAMAN GANG. Love it. I had rude gyal butts gyrating in my face, bar tenders pouring shots straight from the bottle into peoples mouths, so many sparklers that we're gonna have a shortage by Nov 5th and my girls in attendance showing the bridge and tunnel crew how it's done. I get to play a pure house and hip hop set here so i'm fully in my element, teasing the crowd with david bowie remixes, chunks of Deadmau5 and that sexy sexy swing remix 'why don't you'. Then, sliding straight into Beenie Man, Ice Cube and Eve for the sexiest night out there. Have i said sexy too much yet? I did make a relatively early departure though, 3 nights of djing in 5 inch heels takes its toll on you i'll have you know. My roommate, Jodie Harsh and I, ought to have a sponsorship from a pedicure salon...hint hint... cos i don't see many other dj's out there rocking it for hours on end in 5 inchers!!

This thursday, Whisky Mist is all about swagga - so make sure everyone coming down is dressed to impress.

Friday night at Maddox - the theme is rock gods and their muses (read groupies) - so go rent Almost Famous and stock up on elnet

til next time.... now i sleep.

CONFETTI AND BOOTY DANCING - WHISKY MIST IS 1 YEAR OLD!

2009-07-29T13:34:00.000-07:00

last night last night last night....

where do i start....i think it would only be fitting to start at the end.

i left the club at nearly 3am and addison lee has decided i'm such a lovely customer that they sent me a sweet ass mercedes (i realise by using the terms 'sweet' and 'ass' when describing a merc i've lost all street cred ... meh)...anywhooo, my amazing nigerian driver played me crazy jazz covers of all the current r n b hits and sang along to them. it was awesome.

i couldn't really see much of the night due to being in a deep dark dj booth but i was getting regular bbm updates:

"currently 3 girls 'accidentally' flashing their guavas at Leo by dancing with their legs up on the table - classy"

"someone just tipped confetti over my head - does that mean i'm married?"

"i can't get in - the queue is massive - can u cum get me?" - oh yeah sure, i'll just pause the music, no-one will mind!!

"wow someone just walked past me wearing head to toe crystals...and they were a boy!"

"bagpipes...speechless"

"this feels like a match.com advert - men! there are too many women at whisky mist!! come down now."

"wow - i totally thought you were killing the mood cos no-one was dancing, then i realised when you look very carefully, everyone is, it's just that there's so little space everyone looks like they're just vibrating"

and backwards i continue in my merry adventure of an evening;

getting in was a scary scary experience - i'm getting better and better at parting the dead sea of the baying hoardes that crowd around the entrance - it's a skill i think will probably be highly useful one day when armageddon hits and zombies take over or something - "coming through coming through - i'm the dj, without me there is silence"

dinner was pretty - i ate steak

candle light really is rather flattering:

my ojos are sleeeeepy. time for bed.

ps HAPPY BIRTHDAY WHISKY MIST - hope i get to spend your next birthday with you tooooo

the land of MADDOX

2009-07-27T09:40:00.000-07:00

LOVING the glass dj podium – including glass floor

HATING the fact that said floor is over the stairs to the lower level so everyone can look up your dress

LOVING the food

HATING that I wasn’t hungry enough to devour everything in site

LOVING working with Alex Lambrechts again

HATING that I can’t convince him to stand up there with me and help me pick choons

LOVING the Las Vegas view out the windows

HATING that we’re not actually there

LOVING the horrified look on the restaurant managers face when I played too much hip hop

HATING that I can’t get away with playing more

LOVING that I had people slow dancing to Lionel Ritchie’s all night long at the end

HATING that it was the end…

OH EM GEE – love that venue….

Who’s with me next time I play there? I want a crew of putas and chikas and cholas and bonitas…ya get me?

I become so NUMB

2009-07-24T06:18:00.000-07:00

Last night at Whisky Mist was insane. I played Linkin Park/Jay-Z Numb as a dare...and everyone went nuts. I forgot how mass market really hits the spot sometimes. Special shout out to all the Abercrombie boys who kept me visually amused while i was playing. I Heart Studios were also in the house shaking it like a polaroid picture and rude boying it up.

Mamounia for dinner beforehand - LOVE it. It's like being in a giant velvet womb while being fed mince and slices of quince from a runcible spoon. And it means Bugs in greek. (it's lebanese though)

Tonight i'm at MADDOX and will be playing all those songs you just don't expect to hear in a west end club. Just cuz. Come down and shimmy.

'Leo' Babar and the 40 000 models

2009-07-22T13:15:00.000-07:00

i nearly ran out of hip hop last night.

that would have been embarassing!!

well, not quite, but i was keeping it hard and cool so i was ignoring the usual flo-rida and black eyed peas choons and erring on the side of biggie, tupac, dead prez and rick ross.

i got told to play a big spender a song - he asked for dead prez but turned down hip hop, hell yeah and walk like a warrior...didn't really know what else to suggest after that - feel free to send me any further suggestions because my playlist is clearly lacking there haha.

there were approximately 73 000 girls in the venue and 15 guys, 5 of which were either Leonardo Di Caprio or one of his entourage who cunningly were all wearing the same outfit as to fool the hoardes of girls after Leo's love.

sometimes nights are just magic, and have all the right components - this was one of them.

i didn't get asked to play house

i did get asked to play techno (which i laughed at)

i didn't play any lady gaga

i did play Pitbull but not the new over played one, a cool old one.

i did play dmx then think about how cruel he was to his doggies that time.

i did play the same Dead Prez song twice, but that's just cos i can.

i did notice that even though i'm not a fan of 50 cent the rest of the world seems to want to suck his cock, and so have conceded that 'i just don't get it'.

i did play ODB then have a mini sad moment for him RIP

i thought about playing Gasolina but couldn't quite bring myself to go down that route.

i did nervously play gang - starr and then was pleasantly surprised that everyone danced.

i did smile that i used boom boom pow as my swop over song to the main room dj complete in the knowledge that it would be cut half way through and rudely spliced with some hed kandi style house track - which it was.

i also want to announce an exclusive. i can officially say that i saw harry potter in there last night - he was going by the name of alex and had a german accent. but i saw him. i saw the scar and i swear at one point he was hovering above the crowd on a broomstick, but that could just be someone spiking my Fiji water.

tonight i sleep and watch pointless tv.

i'm back out tomorrow though for my favourite night of the week - my dirty ny style house party at whisky mist. i'm toying with names - ghetto bitch being too obvious ;)

come down and feed me peanut m+m's through the dj boof window.

ONE HOT MESS

2009-07-21T08:50:00.001-07:00

I caved.

I started a blog...the deep and dark world of djing around London shall be made public.

Tonight is Whisky Mist

Di Caprio wants me to bring girls down. That closet door seems currently firmly closed ;)