a blog about music, memory, ADHD, and the records that raised me. track-by-track essays, scene memory, and unmasking in public — from a bedroom DJ who finally took the mask off.
pick what is pulling at you today. the selector will cue three places to begin.
essays from the booth, the bedroom, and the years in between.
the years i mixed records before i learned to mask
in which a father who couldn't stay sends everything he loved instead
one front door, three directions, and a C90 of pure joy
not the best records ever made. the ten that actually rearranged me — one per turning point, in the order they got me.
kabaka pyramid
roots weight, a message, and the tune currently holding the centre of the njremix turntable.
listen now →eight tracks from the 80s soul-into-club crossover. the lyrics about going out, getting free, falling in love at 4am. before MTV would play them.
coming soon