I want to say one more time, but it ended the way it needed to.
Fuck do I ever miss it, though. That was a different world, and it’s impossible to describe to someone who wasn’t there. It was our Club 54. It was our Paradise Garage. It was ours. I was there. I played those jams. It was the first goal I had as a DJ, and I did it on my second ever booking. I played that stage. I lived it, and fuck am I ever grateful for that.
What a time to be alive.