Party mood

Roger Sanchez rules!

Wow, I had a fantastic Saturday night at the DJ Thirst at Sepang F1 Circuit!. Roger Sanchez played and I was blown away. His music is just so danceable that you cannot stay still. Somehow your feet will twitch at first then, pretty soon, without you realising it, it's dancing to the beat on its own! *grin*

We went in late, nearly midnight, as some of us were late - got lost somewhere in Nilai. Not me, I knew how to get there. *GRIN*

Anyway, when we went in, Roger wasn't playing yet. Whoever was at the console was okay and we could dance to his music. But when Roger Sanchez came on, you could feel the air charge and fizzle with his infusion of trance and techno, salsa beats. It was goooood. I couldn't help but sway and jive to that mix! Haha, someone commented that we were like 'papan' when we got there initially, coz we weren't dancing straight away. Sure showed him that we can dance, and we dance well. *ahem* Hee hee.

As usual, we were enjoying ourselves dancing, Estella and me. But poor Jaymee looked lost. She didn't enjoy herself that night, just not her kind of music. My colleague though seemed to have enjoyed himself. He said that he hasn't been to one of these things in ages on the account of old age. Well, looks like he caught up with it all last night! *grin*


It was a good night, but it was unsatisfying as we had to leave early! Coz someone had a migraine and we daren't let him drive back alone with something as bad as a migraine. It's no joke when you have a migraine. It's darn painful as you all know. Wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy. Well, that's not true. I would too. Mean!

Since we were unsatisfied with it and the party mood was still upon us, Estella and I decided to spend Sunday having an expensive brunch plus maybe dancing later. We ended up at Starhill the tapas place and we saw Dr. Mahathir with one of his nieces having a drink there as well! He looks old. I wish he weren't. He was a good leader.

Later we wondered around Starhill and we were drawn to this very nice jazzy music coming from somewhere above. We just aimlessly strolled and chatted. Suddenly we realised that the music was near. We went to the balcony and looked down. There they were, the quartet, on another level below us. There was a pianist, flute, drummer and a cellist. The music was so soothing. We lingered and fell quiet and just enjoyed the music. Suddenly, I noticed that the drummer was cute and he was looking up at us and smiling. We smiled back. Throughout the half and hour, he would look up and smile at us. In the end, they finished the gig and I looked at him, caught his eye and silently applauded him. He inclined his head in acknowledgement. He then did totally unexpected - he motioned for us to come down and go for a drink. I looked at Estella and she looked at me for a moment, then both of us nodded.

We strolled down and as we were approaching the band, the cute drummer and pianist were walking towards us with smiles.

They reached us and we shook hands and introduced ourselves. Funny thing was that their body language indicated that they were drawing themselves away, that the offer for a drink never existed, so naturally Estella and I did the same and we said,

Us : Well, thank you for the music and someday we might come hear you again.
Them: We are playing in Shiouk in a bit, why don't you come listen?
Us : Really? You play downstairs as well? Wow, maybe we might just.
Them: Going anywhere tonight?
Us : Yeah, later we might go dancing.
Them: Oh? Where?
Us : Dunno, somewhere latin.
Them: There's a latin bar in Westin called Qbar.
Us : Yeah, we know. We might go there then.
Them: Okay, we'll look for you later.
Us : Sure. See ya.
Them: Bye.

We must have looked prettier from downstairs.