Saturday, May 26, 2012


Captain Hiram’s / Sebastian, FL

In the grand tradition of John Kay
and Steppenwolf, Michael Clarke
and The Byrds, Mickey Thomas’
Starship, and more recently,
Guns N' Roses, comes the
latest rock revival misleader
FUEL: Featuring Brett Scallions.

I first became suspicious when I noticed that my ticket read, “FUEL: Featuring Brett Scallions.” This is an old school tactic in which (typically) club owners, small-time promoters and or former rock contenders attempt to convince fans that a platinum-selling arena act will actually be appearing at their local “Brew & Cue” — when in reality, only one original member (or less) will be gracing the stage. The Guess Who have been milking this angle for years; promoting themselves as the “real deal” long after the departure of Burton Cummings and Randy Bachman.

I was of course familiar with Fuel's signature hits from ten years ago such as “Shimmer” and “Hemorrhage” but I lacked the connection necessary to recognize or even care who was on the stage — a girl who I have a thing for had two tickets for tonight's show and she asked me to join her. I offered zero resistance.

The initial crowd reaction was enthusiastic. The 500+ fans cheered as the band tore through such favorites as “Bad Day,” “Jesus or a Gun” and “Bitter Sweet.” Then, I began paying attention to comments being made by people around me. “This doesn’t really sound like them,” I heard one guy say. Another added, “they don't have the same energy anymore.” Then a disgruntled buddy of mine approached me and confirmed my original suspicion. “That ain’t Fuel,” he announced with a scowl.

My buddy was absolutely right (sorta). Upon a cracker jack investigation (Wikipedia to the rescue!), I discovered that after several years of intra-band discord, what I had actually seen tonight was something referred to online as the new “Re-Fueled” line-up — a hybrid version of Fuel, featuring Scallions and former members of other such top-name acts as Buckcherry and Shinedown.

I certainly don’t begrudge anybody, especially hard working, talented musicians for making a living. And I’m not implying that this billing was dishonest; just perhaps a bit misleading. In fact, the band was quite good and gave one heck of a performance. But it seems to me that this “Re-Fueled” project would perhaps be better served and received if it was presented as the all-star, '90s super group that it really is. Heck, had I known that Yogi from Buckcherry was gonna be playing, I’d have paid for a ticket!

-Christopher Long
(May 2010)

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Friday, May 25, 2012


Joe Perry
House of Blues / Orlando, FL

Although the dreary, rainy weather was
a likely factor in the minimal turnout,
it couldn’t dampen the mood of the
300+ who chose to brave the storm.
Nor did it extinguish the onstage,
fire created by The Joe Perry Project
and opening act, Megaphone.

Orlando’s Megaphone hit the stage promptly at 8PM. My experiences reviewing Central Florida concerts often involve sitting through countless mind-numbing local, regional, and national bottom-feeding warm-up acts with little to offer. However, Megaphone, truly delivered the goods. Bursting with charisma and energy, the band looked great, sounded great, and also offered what most up-and-coming openers lack — great songs. Despite the longtime, hometown buzz surrounding the band, regrettably I’d never seen Megaphone live. Yet I was quickly hooked by such catchy, guitar-driven, power-pop ditties as “My Favorite New Disaster” and “Bad to Good.” I also found myself being physically drawn closer and closer to the stage with every song by the sonic magnetism. And I wasn’t the only one, as Megaphone received a mighty response from the crowd throughout the band's 25 minute set.

The house lights once again dropped at 9:10 as members of The Joe Perry Project took the stage. Dressed in a fitted, floor-length black coat, black boots, black pants, black shirt, black vest, and a white scarf draped tightly around his neck, the legendary Aerosmith co-founder made his grand entrance onstage with his typical ultra-cool swagger. And with his trademark snow white streak running through the front of his fabulous, jet black, layered coif, he resembled a modern day rock and roll vampire.

The band kicked off the gutsy, hard-driving set with the title track from Perry’s 1980 debut record, Let the Music Do the Talking. Selections from his current solo record Have Guitar, Will Travel soon followed, including “We’ve Got a Long Way to Go,” “Do You Wonder,” “Freedom” and a re-make of Fleetwood Mac's, “Somebody’s Gonna Get (Their Head Kicked in Tonight).” But of course Perry is primarily known to his faithful flock for his 35+ year tenure with Aerosmith and his set was packed with such gritty Aerosmith deep cuts as “Get the Lead Out,” “Bright Light Fright,” “Sight for Sore Eyes” and a quirky, reggae version of the classic “Dream On.”

Along with German newcomer Hagen handling most of the lead vocal duties, “The Project” also featured Perry’s longtime cohorts, bassist David Hull and Paul Santo on guitar and organ. Perry’s classic coolness pinned against the combination of Hagen’s youthful vitality and Hull and Santo’s old school vibe made for a band that was both fresh and experienced.

In short, Perry was amazing, the band was spot-on and they kicked ya where it counts!

-Christopher Long
(December 2009)

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Thursday, May 24, 2012


House of Blues / Orlando, FL 

They’ve sold millions, racked up
numerous mega hits, and have
earned legions of fans. Their
records are rock epics  their
musicianship is unparalleled.
However, seeing Queensryche
live is as compelling as watching
a basket weaving documentary.

I realize that I lack the social and artistic sophistication necessary to grasp Queensryche's brilliance. However, the sign posted at the Will Call window tonight announced that the group would be performing “Suites” from the albums, Rage for Order, Empire and American Soldier. “Suites?” Huh?

Suite [sweet]
plural - suites  /  n
A set of instrumental works performed together.

Oh, I see. Well, why the heck couldn’t they just have said that in the first place? FYI, Motörhead doesn’t perform “Suites!”

Two Questions:
#1 - Shouldn’t a live rock band at least look like they’re having fun?
(Queensryche didn’t.)

#2 - If the vibe onstage ain’t even moving the band, what kind
of party is the audience having?

I heard an old hippie guy next to me actually yell out, “rock and roll!” as the band came onstage. I hope he wasn’t terribly disappointed to learn that there would be relatively little “rocking,” “rolling” or fun allowed tonight.

Not even a cast of onstage extras and Pink Floyd-type pre-recorded sound effects could bring this show to life. In fact, those “whistles and bells” were actually more of a distraction.

When I go to church I expect to be surrounded by kindhearted, loving Christians. When I DJ in a club I expect to deal with obnoxious drunkenness. However, when I go to a rock show I don’t expect (or desire) to be lectured — about anything — by anybody — not even the legendary Geof Tate. And despite the tie-ins with the group‘s new record, American Soldier, Tate’s long-winded dissertations became mind-numbing and, at times, nearly inaudible.

However, Queensryche did “rock” a bit towards the end of the show when they unleashed such early ‘90s favorites as “Another Rainy Night,” “Jet City Woman” and “The Best I Can.” Now, that was a sweet “Suite."

But the good times were short-lived as fans attending Quuensyche's after-show meet-and-greet were instructed by beefy security guys to NOT shake hands with ANY band members — fist bumps ONLY — as they feared contracting Swine Flu.

In short, a delightful evening was enjoyed by all!

-Christopher Long
(June 2009)

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Wednesday, May 23, 2012


Papa Roach 
w/ Red
House of Blues / Orlando, FL

Nü-metal kingpins RED took the stage at 8:45 and old school, big rock hijinx immediately ensued. Obviously influenced by the arena rock era, Nashville’s hairless hair band delivered a high energy set so full of swagger and Judas Priest-style, cock-rock posturing that even Paul Stanley could have taken a few notes.

Although they were the support act, you wouldn’t have known it by the overwhelming response from their adoring fans. And despite a few front-of-house sound glitches, the crowd remained undeterred, offering non-stop sing-a-longs as the band burst into such signature radio hits as “Breath Into Me” and their latest offering “Death of Me.”

Frontman Michael Barnes boldly led his gang through the 30-minute onslaught as guitarist Jasen Rauch and bassist Randy Armstrong worked the stage, leaping from the drum riser and spinning their guitars as if they were auditioning for a gig in Whitesnake. With hair flying (he’s only member with any) and sticks twirling, drummer Joe Rickard is a non-stop rock and roll showman and could easily be Tommy Lee’s understudy. At the show’s conclusion and with his bandmates crashing and slashing out the big finale, guitarist Anthony Armstrong delivered his last notes “playing” his effects foot-pedal.

My only question this night was, “When did Papa Roach become so cool?”

I remember them first coming on the scene in the early 2000s mimicking the ridiculous late 1990s rap / metal thing and looking more like Limp Bizkit’s road crew and less like a world-class rock act. However, with the release of their latest record, Metamorphosis, the Southern California combo is now a lot more “Dr. Feelgood” and a lot less “Bulls on Parade.” In fact their current chart-buster, “Lifeline” is one of the catchiest ditties to come along in ages.

With Marshall amps stacked to the sky and donned in skinny jeans with trendy comb-overs and shiny “rocker” regalia, Papa Roach took the stage like bona fide, big time rock stars — yes, that’s a good thing.

Although frontman Jacoby Shaddix was quick to apologize to the near-sellout crowd for being sick, he certainly didn’t allow his illness to keep him from delivering an amazing performance.

The 60-plus minute set featured such PR standards as “Scars,” “Getting Away with Murder” and “Last Resort.” It also included such newer earworms as “Lifeline” and “Hollywood Whore,” which Shaddix dedicated to Paris Hilton and “Shitney” Spears.

In short, it was a rock show Nikki Sixx would have been proud of.

-Christopher Long
(May 2009)

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Friday, May 18, 2012

THE CLASS OF 2012: A Matter of Time

(Photo: Michelle Wilson)
A Matter of Time

Back in 1981,
I barely made it
 out of high school
with an honorary
diploma. Tonight, my
son will graduate
with honors.

August 1999  — it literally seems like yesterday. I took my five-year-old son, Jesse, by the hand and walked him to his classroom. It was his first day of kindergarten.

Before long, I began receiving  (almost) daily  phone calls from Jesse's teacher at Christa McAuliffe Elementary in Palm Bay, Florida. She quickly was reaching her wit's end. "Oh Mr. Long," she'd frantically cry, "I just don't know how to deal with your son — he's out of control!" But Jesse soon settled down, settled in, and it was pretty much smooth sailing from there. 

Me and Jesse in 1999.
I remember loading my entire DJ rig into Jesse's classroom on "Career Day" and showing his classmates how to "rock the club." I even let them take turns giving "shout outs" on the mic. I enjoyed participating in Jesse's school-rated activities. But, I will admit that there were a few times when I fabricated a "family emergency" in order to bust him out of class early so that we could go to the movies or whatever. Those were great times. I remember thinking how those days would last forever. Yet in a flash, they were over.

Before I knew it, Jesse was entering junior high. Given his increasingly impressive grades, he was chosen to attend West Shore Junior/Senior High in Melbourne, Florida. With a focus on academic excellence, West Shore offers an ideal environment for young brainiacs. And with a zero tolerance for foolishness, it is the school of choice for parents who, like me, were horrified by the notion of our kids attending Jr. / Sr. High in a "zoo."

Jesse in 2006  before he
became too cool to smile!
(Photo: Kevin Roberts)
At first, Jesse was overwhelmed by the high standards set at West Shore. I remember his first day of seventh grade in 2006. I was in Pittsburgh, on tour, working for a well-known rock band. I became especially  heartbroken over not being in town for him when he called me that night, clearly freaking out. I told Jesse that he was the smartest kid at the school. I further encouraged him to take a deep breath and just relax. "It's okay," I reassured him. "You're going to grow up and rule the world."

As with his elementary school experience, after a bit of a bumpy start, Jesse settled into West Shore and quickly began to excel. I drove him to school and picked him up several days a week, navigating through the daily gridlock traffic in the school's car loop as well as experiencing a few run-ins with crossing guards and on-campus policemen. But those days were also wonderful and I knew that somehow, life would remain forever at a standstill. But that simply was not to be. In the blink of an eye, my son was driving, dating, and playing drums in his own band. And it was becoming abundantly clear that he no longer needed his daddy to walk him to class — those days were gone — forever.

Jesse's first gig was at a West Shore
talent show in 2009.
While remaining diligent in maintaining a near-perfect GPA, Jesse quickly became all too familiar with the pitfalls of being in a band. He soon began focusing on songwriting and recording. And as part of his Senior project, he wrote and recorded the aptly titled,  "A Matter of Time." It was selected as the official 2012 West Shore class song.

Another impressive stat  is, as an overachiever, Jesse enrolled in an early admittance program. In short, he's been doing high school and college simultaneously for the last two school years. He's currently (already) just a few credits shy of earning his AA degree from Brevard Community College. And by the end of next semester, he will likely transfer to the University of Central Florida in Orlando — majoring in Psychology.

From the 2012 West Shore yearbook.
In a recent Facebook post, Jesse commented that tonight would be "the saddest night" of his life, as he and his close circle of high school friends will all be moving on — tackling the challenges and enjoying the rewards of adult life.

I thought this day would never come. I thought that somehow, Jesse would remain my "little guy" forever. I wouldn't suggest to Jesse that this is a "sad" day, however, I will admit that it certainly is bittersweet. But that's how life works — we're continually moving forward. As a brilliant songwriter so eloquently put it, "It's a matter of time."

Jesse Long: Class of 2012!
In my life, I've been somewhat of a "dish rag." I've made missteps, too numerous (and stupid) to count. In fact, as I've pointed out, 30+ years ago, I barely made it out of high school with an honorary diploma. My son, however — well that's an entirely different story. Jesse excels at everything. He gets it  ALL right. Despite my gushing here, I have difficulty articulating precisely just how proud I am of him and what a blessing, honor and privilege it's been to be his dad. He's been my best pal. And as I told him after his traumatic first day at West Shore back in 2006, I still expect him someday to rule the world.

So, to Jesse Long and the entire West Shore Class of 2012 (Logan Moletteire included) — this is YOUR night to celebrate —  you've earned it. Now go out and have fun, be bold, and as always, make smart choices!

-Christopher Long
(May 2012)

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Monday, May 7, 2012

CONCERT REVIEW: Elvis Costello (4.23.12)

Photo: Chad Batka
King Center / Melbourne, FL 
(April 23, 2012)

With its gigantic, colorful game show-type ferris wheel, go-go cage, TV screens and other eye-catching frippery, the stage appeared to be set for a raucous performance by Mötley Crüe, or perhaps the Ringling Brothers were in town. No, despite the scantily-clad, onstage  show girls and the overall carnival-like atmosphere, this wasn’t a hair band revival or circus event. This was a live concert performance from pop music icon, Elvis Costello and his band, The Imposters.

Donning suits, ties and hats, the dapper-looking four-piece ensemble (featuring longtime keyboardist Steve "Nieve" Nason and drummer Pete Thomas) took the stage at 7:45pm. The show kicked off with a fistful of high-energy ditties that included such early Costello staples as, “Mystery Dance,” from his 1977 debut My Aim is True and "Radio Radio" from 1978's This Year's Model. Although a simple tribute to his edgy, new wave glory days of the late ‘70s and early ‘80s would have sufficed for some, Costello is one of the most prolific singer/songwriters of the last 30-plus years. And with dozens of albums to his credit, and more than 1,000 fans of all ages in attendance, this two-hour musical onslaught offered a balanced representation of his impeccable body of work.

Assuming a carnival barker-like persona, Costello proved to be a charming and charismatic host. With the aid of his lovely, hard-body, female assistant, the 57-year-old musician invited various members from the audience onto the stage to spin the enormous "Wheel of Fortune" that featured specific classic Costello song titles as well as general themes — creating the perception of fan interaction while providing the band with a bit of artistic wiggle room. "The wheel possesses the power of love," Costello announced. (It offers) "songs about love, songs about death, but not necessarily in that order."

Upon taking their turn at the wheel, "contestants" were encouraged to remain onstage for a song or two, and dance or just hang out and enjoy a complimentary beverage at the onstage bar. Although the rather original concept quickly became more distracting than entertaining, it did make for a few unique moments as Costello offered an impromptu Neil Diamond impersonation — bursting into a brief a capella rendition of Diamond's 1980 hit, "America."

But Costello is endeared to his fans as a brilliant singer, songwriter and musician — not as a Pat Sajak-type personality. In that regard, he connected best when stripped of production trappings — walking into the audience (even making his way up to the balcony) and personally serenading his adoring, faithful flock.

The Very Best of Elvis Costello
Along the way, Costello took fans on a  decades' long musical journey — serving up much-loved favorites such as "Alibi," "Everyday I Write the Book," "Alison," "Almost Blue," "Watching the Detectives," and the Paul McCartney-penned, "So Like Candy."

Oddly, the highlight of the evening was during the encore when Costello delivered a dynamic mini-set of acoustic numbers featuring "A Slow Drag with Josephine" and "Church Underground" — a pair from his most recent record, National Ransom. Totally stripped down, Costello presented himself in the most vulnerable context — one man, with one guitar — and for a moment, completely off mic! Literally bringing the King Center audience to a dead silence,  it  made for  a chillingly honest, pure and personal connection.

Ending with the same high-energy, kick in the pants intensity as it began, Costello and crew wrapped up the show with blistering renditions of his 1978 fan fave, "Pump it Up" and his Nick Lowe-penned signature classic, "(What's So Funny 'Bout) Peace, Love and Understanding."

The concert proved to be both enjoyable and memorable. And as always, the beautiful King Center venue and cracker jack staff only further enhanced the experience.

-Christopher Long
(May 2012)

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Wednesday, May 2, 2012


(Pt. VII)

I've had the pleasure of being
connected professionally to 
nearly 1,000 bridal events
throughout my 30-year DJ
career. The vast majority
of which, truly have been
incredible experiences.
However, occasionally, I'm
involved with a wedding
that has a little extra fab-
factor — one that's truly
off-the-chain. The recent
Patten Marcan bash was
one of those weddings!

Since the inception of this continuing series last fall, my primary advice for brides-to-be simply has  been to:

A) Remain calm at ALL times.
B) Make smart, realistic choices.
C) Keep the gig indoors (or have an easily implemented, rock-solid back-up plan).
D) Involve only experienced professionals.
E) Remain calm at ALL times.

Oh, and did I mention to remain calm at ALL times?

Jennifer Patten and Pat Marcan got it ALL right! Hence, I'm dedicating this entire installment of Here Comes the Bride to bragging (in great detail) on this delightful bride and groom and to celebrate the greatest day of their lives. Furthermore, I want to offer encouragement and recommendations to future brides and grooms, and their families. Although achieving a "perfect" wedding is a  completely unrealistic expectation, I want to convey to readers by way of Jennifer and Pat's example, that a "awesome" wedding is quite doable — and you don't have to go "Bridezilla" to succeed in the endeavor.

When my longtime friend, Jonna, first contacted me in August 2011 regarding her daughter's April 2012 wedding, I instinctively knew that it was likely going to be a fun gig — for various reasons. First of all, the nuptials were to take place at Front Street Park. Nestled along the Indian River in Melbourne, Florida, Front Street's  reception hall offers a fantastic waterfront view — making it appealing to brides, grooms and guests — and an ideal  locale for photographers. Plus, the Front Street facility is available for rent to the general public with NO in-house staff. In short, along with Jennifer and Pat's family members and the other independent professionals involved, I'd be free to "do my thing" at Front Street without the usual scrutiny of hotel and banquet managers.

I became further ramped up about this wedding when I  met with  the bride-to-be at Starbucks for the ol' itinerary planning pow-wow a few weeks prior to the big day. Jennifer was prompt, prepared and as "calm" as a seasoned pro (see tip "A"and "D" above).

Given that both Jennifer and her groom-to-be were young 20-somethings, I expected their ceremony playlist to include selections from such contemporary artists as Jack Johnson and Ben Harper, which certainly was the case. However, the couple also requested super-groovy, yet lesser-known tunes from the likes of Donavon Frankenreiter and Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros. Ahh, this job was shaping up to be hip and unique!

Jennifer and Pat planned to take advantage of Front Street's beautiful gazebo area, which provides the perfect setting for outdoor ceremonies. Although they opted for outdoors, the bride and groom did have a back-up plan (see tip "C" above) — as I learned upon expressing my concern when clouds began rolling in on the morning of the wedding. But wouldn't you know it, there wasn't a cloud to be seen by lunchtime and the sky remained clear, henceforth.

Another potential hurdle for the couple was the issue of parking. Typically, Front Street provides ample parking space, even for larger affairs. However, Jennifer and Pat's gala just happened to coincide with the Melbourne Spring Arts Festival. With hundreds of artists displaying their work throughout the Historic Downtown District, numerous food vendors and outdoor stages presenting live entertainment, the annual art show runs from morning 'til night and attracts an estimated 60,000 people — 60,000 people with limited parking options. Unfortunately, Front Street is located about 14 inches from Downtown Melbourne and its parking lot became desirable real estate for art show enthusiasts. Even I had to heed my own advice (see tip "A" above) when I had difficulty navigating through traffic onto Front Street property and locating a spot. But whadaya know? In the end, one way or another, all of Jennifer and Pat's guests succeeded in ultimately arriving at the desired destination.

I've worked a variety of near-countless events at Front Street over the last 20 years and it's always been one of my favorite venues. However, I've never seen the room look as absolutely stunning as it did when I arrived to set-up for this wedding. And I must give mad props to Tenting by Ken and Linda Davis at Petals Flowers and Gift Shops in Melbourne for helping to transform the local reception hall into an upscale, wedding-type fantasyland. Kudos!

In my experience, an actual wedding ceremony typically starts late and sometimes can be a bit  chaotic. Yet Jennifer and Pat's ceremony ran smoothly and started on time. And literally lasting only approximately three minutes (total), it was the quickest of my entire career. Git 'er done!

One rather touchy subject in the bridal biz is the involvement of young children. Simply put, sometimes kids cooperate, and — well, sometimes, not so much. And just because youngins manage through the rehearsal, that doesn't mean they'll actually "rock it" at show time. But holy cow, Jennifer's Flower Girl, Aubry and Ring Bearers, Aden and Bradley TOTALLY delivered the goods and were absolutely adorable as they walked down the aisle.

And speaking of walking down the aisle, Jennifer's Bridesmaids, Groomsmen, Maid of Honor and Best Man, ALL looked impeccable — so did the guests. In fact, from military guys and hipster dudes to fabulous fashionistas and bubbly beach bunnies, pretty people were seemingly EVERYWHERE at this party! Heck, I was feeling so inadequate being surrounded by such a stellar-looking group, that  if I could have effectively done the gig from under the table or wearing a paper sack over my head, I certainly would have.

On to the first dance — one of my favorite wedding traditions! Although initially the newlyweds were set on dancing to a song by Hank Williams Jr., Jennifer notified me late in the week that Pat had changed his mind and the first dance now would be to Percy Sledge's 1966 #1 classic, "When a Man Loves a Woman." No disrespect to Bocephus, but I think that the last minute switch-a-roo was absolutely the smart play — and who doesn't love Percy Sledge?

Perhaps the biggest challenge of this event belonged to the catering crew. Jennifer and Pat's guest list was enormous, and a few folks were a bit hungry. Meeting the needs of this type of gathering would require a cracker-jack outfit. Robin and her staff at A Chef's Touch rose to the occasion. They were completely on-point and totally "brought it." The spread looked incredible, smelled amazing, and judging by the mountain-like platefuls I saw coming from the buffet line, I'd wager a guess that the food was equally delicious! Well done, Robin!

And while I'm on the subject of top-notch professionals, I want to mention how wonderful it was to work with Martina Tannery from Martina's Photography. The proper chemistry between photographer  and DJ is essential in the success of a wedding event. Martina is one of the best and I'm eager to work with her again — soon and (hopefully) often!

I've often referred to the cake as the "crowning jewel" of any wedding reception. And Jennifer and Pat's cake bedazzled guests with diamond-like splendor. In short, this creation from Sue Ann's Bakery in Indialantic, Florida was beautiful. I usually don't eat while I'm working weddings, but I had to sample this work of art. One word: DELISH!

In past installments of Here Comes the Bride, I've encouraged couples to think outside the box (Yikes, I really hate that saying!) and to incorporate unique elements into their receptions. Jennifer and Pat accomplished this. Artist Rafael Diez from Cartoon You Caricatures was on-hand throughout the evening, creating fun, crazy and quick caricatures of various guests.

Okay, let's party! Despite the youth-factor of the bride, groom and most of the guests, tried and true disco classics such as "Brick House," "Play That Funky Music" and anything Michael Jackson were bona fide dance floor hits. But fear not, hipsters — we also boogied to chart-busters from such  current faves as Pitbull, Rihanna, Flo Rida and J. Lo. This was a fun group, indeed!

I'd like to offer an additional shout-out (I hate that saying too!) to Jennifer and Pat's bar staff. Linda from The Chart House and Megan from Cantina Dos Amigos had their hands full, yet they both shined. Great job, girls! 

Mr. and Mrs. Marcan!
Jennifer and Pat showed sound judgment by limiting the shindig to four hours. It was ample time to celebrate properly without going too long. The classic show biz mantra still holds true —  "Leave 'em wanting more!" Jennifer and Pat knew when to say "when." And in the end, their wedding was one of the most fantastic parties that I've ever DJ'd.

-Christopher Long
(May 2012)

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