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DJ setlist, Pianos, December 16th, 2009.

My set from Wednesday the 16th, 5-10pm, first of a two-night run of happyhour gigs. Mostly funk and hip-hop, with a bit of soul and ska and other surprises:

Maceo & All The King's Men- Thank You (Falletinme Be Mice Elf Agin)
The Impressions- Why Don't You Check Out Your Mind
The Temptations- Don't Let The Joneses Get You Down
King Curtis- Memphis Soul Stew
Pete Rock & CL Smooth- T.R.O.Y.
The J.B.'s- Pass The Peas
Milly & Silly- Getting Down For Xmas
Bob James- Take Me To The Mardi Gras
The Emotions- Blind Alley
Curtis Mayfield- Power To The People
Jimmy Cliff- The Harder They Come
The Harry J Allstars- Je t'aime
Bobby Williams- Funky Superfly (parts 1 & 2)
Big Daddy Kane- Ain't No Half Steppin'
Electric Jungle- Funky Funky Christmas
Jeff Beck- Come Dancing
Beck- Lloyd Price Express
Das Efx- They Want Efx
Nice & Smooth- Hip-Hop Junkies
Kid Cudi- Make Her Say
The Pharcyde- Runnin'
Charles Wright & The Watts 103rd St. Rhythm Band- You Gotta Know What You're Doin'
Stevie Wonder- You Haven't Done Nothin'
6ix- I'm Just Like You
The J.B.'s- (It's Not The Express) It's The J.B.'s Monorail
The Gaturs- Cold Bear
Eric B. & Rakim- I Ain't No Joke
Charles Earland- Letha
Pete Rock & CL Smoooth- Straighten It Out
Heavy D + everyone in the world, circa 1993- Don't Curse
King Herbert & The Knights- Cissy Strut
Boogie Down Productions- My Philosophy ->
The Unspoken Heard- Soon Come
Joe Beurger- Joe's Funky
James Brown- Make It Funky
Gang Starr- Full Clip (instrumental->vocal)
A Tribe Called Quest- We Can Get Down
Public Enemy- Shut 'Em Down (Pete Rock Mixx)
Mary J. Blige- Family Affair
Marley Marl & The Juice Crew- The Symphony
Tony Alvoin & The Belairs- Sexy Coffee Pot
Outkast- Mrs. Jackson
The Clash- Return To Brixton
Slick Rick- Children's Story
Whodini- Freaks Come Out At Night
Jean-Jacques Perrey- EVA
Tom Tom Club- Genius Of Love
Salt N Pepa- Shoop
De La Soul Feat. Redman- Oooh
Busta Rhymes- Woo-hah! Got You All In Check
A Tribe Called Quest- Electric Relaxation (Propellerheads mix)
Gang Starr feat. Nice & Smooth- DWYCK
The Clash- Rudy Can't Fail
Eric B. & Rakim- I Know You Got Soul
The Fugees- Ready Or Not
Booker T. & The MG's- Melting Pot
Black Sheep- The Choice Is Yours (remix)
De La Soul- Ring Ring Ring (Ha Ha Hey)
Sly & The Family Stone- If You Want Me To Stay
The Pharcyde- Ya Mama
Norma & The Heartaches- Hot Pants Dance
Doug E. Fresh & The Get Fresh Crew- The Show
Sly & The Family Stone- Everybody Is A Star
Whodini- Friends
Fresh 3 MC's- Fresh
Nu Shooz- I Can't Wait
Grand Puba- 360 Degrees
LL Cool J- Jingling Baby (remixed but still jingling)
The Herbaliser- Ka-Boink!
Del Tha Funkee Homosapien- Mista Dobalina
Freddie Scott- You Got What I Need

Not a bad set. Somewhat crippled by leaving an important box of discs at home by mistake, but there's times when limitations make you work harder... And guess this was one of 'em. Played a few more cheesy/classic things than usual, but it worked well for the crowd. Good times.

Gig announcements and more fun constantly posted at my professional twitter... Spinning at least once a week somewhere in the Lower East Side.

For info on where this was, see the Pianos Website.

[this post crossposted at musicwrite.blogspot.com]
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