There’s a dj from St. Louis who’s name is Justin King. He used to be owner of djjustinking.com but not it’s turned into another page asking for your search query. I used to laugh reading his page. It read “ As if the Gods are handing him bolts of lightning, every record Justin drops is another rumble in the storm. Last night I had a dj gig where people came to dance. People came to have a good time. I didn’t have the best slot on the schedule, but I also didn’t have the worst slot and was playing opposite a huge rave across the city like last time. While the gods weren’t handing me “bolts of lightning” it was one of the best dj sets I’ve ever laid down.
It was also the last time I’ll see one of my good friends for quite a while. I met JJ chasing me down after I passed him on Mesabe. He heard me pass him and heard the supercharger, and had to find out more. Since then he’s grown to be one of my best friends. He has the charisma of a comedian and when I first moved here was one of the only people to come and visit me. When I went through a rough couple weeks last spring he was the friend that stood by me and helped pull me out of it.
This time last year I was 2 days away from moving down to Minneapolis. Unsure of lots of things, just sure that I had recently left Irresistible Ink and felt I was going to a better place. To reflect back, I like to think I made it out of Superior. I’ve taked about the “superior vice” before and I’m glad I’m out, even though I still miss my friends. I’ve made new ones, and seen other good friends leave. It’s part of what makes you stronger right?
