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DJ setlist, Pianos, February 3rd, 2010.

Here's the set from last Wednesday's gig... Another week, another fun throwdown at Pianos. This one was a bit mellower than previous weeks, and I was once again kinda pushing to see what I could get away with. Trying to mix my familiar tunes in different ways, incorporate different material, and only reaching for the standby songs/segues when I got myself into a jam and needed a second to breathe.

The Rulers- Wrong 'Em Boyo
Lafayette Afro-Rock Band- Hihache
King Curtis- Sing A Simple Song
Cymande- The Message
Gang Starr- DJ Premier In Deep Concentration
Marlena Shaw- California Soul
Blackalicious- Deception
CSC Funk Band- Bad Banana Bread
The Meters- Chug-Chug-Chug-A-Lug
The Soul Lifters- Hot, Funky And Sweaty
Trinidad Tripoli Steel Band- Cissy Strut
6ix- I'm Just Like You
Rudy Robinson & The Hungry Five- Get It Together (pts 1 & 2)
Charles Wright- You Gotta Know Whatcha Doin'
The Jackson 5- How Funky Is Your Chicken
James Brown- Funky Drummer
The Mighty Hannibal- Somebody In The World For You
Norma & The Heartaches- Hot Pants Dance
Aretha Franklin- Rock Steady (alternate mix)
The Houseguests- What So Never The Dance (pts 1 & 2)
Big Daddy Kane- Ain't No Half Steppin'
Beck- Lloyd Price Express
De La Soul- Buddy (12" mix)
The Mohawks- The Champ
The Emotions- Blind Alley
The Pharcyde- Oh Shit
Heavy D (and everybody else from 1991)- Don't Curse
Tony Alvoin & The Belairs- Sexy Coffee Pot
Maceo & All The King's Men- Thank You Falletin Me Be Mice Elf Agin
Slick Rick- Children's Story
Outkast- Rosa Parks
Otis Redding- Hard To Handle
Marley Marl & The Juice Crew- The Symphony
Pete Rock & CL Smooth- Straighten It Out
The Gaturs- Cold Bear
A Tribe Called Quest- Steve Biko/Award Tour
Freddie Scott- (You) Got What I Need
Gang Starr (feat. Nice & Smooth)- DWYCK
The Watts 103rd St. Rhythm Band- Express Yourself (alternate version)
Public Enemy- Shut 'Em Down (Pete Rock Mixx)
Mary J. Blige- Family Affair
Craig Mack- Flava In Ya Ear
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo- Ill Street Blues
Busta Rhymes- Woo Hah!! Got You All In Check
Mos Def- Universal Magnetic
Aaron Neville- Hercules
Alton Ellis & The Flames- Cry Tough
20th Century Steel Band- Heaven & Hell Is On Earth
Dandy Livingstone & Rico- A Message To You Rudy
The Brothers Seven- Funky Smunk
Jeff Beck- Come Dancing
Gang Starr- Check The Technique
Joe Beurger- Joe's Funky
Jungle Brothers- Because I Got It Like That
The Belle Stars- Iko Iko
Booker T. & The MG's- Melting Pot
The Pharcyde- Soul Flower (remix)
Brand Nubian- Slow Down
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud- Girls I Got 'Em Locked
Kid Cudi- Make Her Say
A Tribe Called Quest- Electric Relaxation (Propellerheads Mix)
Nice & Smooth- Hip-Hop Junkies
Das EFX- They Want EFX
Black Sheep- Flavor Of The Month
Jean-Jacques Perrey- EVA
Mickey & The Soul Generation- Soulful Sickness
Pete Rock & CL Smooth- T.R.O.Y.
Stevie Wonder- You Haven't Done Nothin'
The Clash- Rudie Can't Fail
Curtis Mayfield- Power To The People
The Bar-Kays- Soul Finger
The Watts 103rd Street Rhythm Band- Yellow Submarine
Jimmy Cliff- The Harder They Come

Shockingly, everything ended up sounding good and mixing well (even the hip-hop/soul/punk/soul/funk/funk Beatles cover/reggae run there right at the end). Fun times.

Gig announcements and more fun constantly posted at my professional twitter... For info on the home of my weekly Wednesday sets, see the Pianos Website.

[this post crossposted at musicwrite.blogspot.com]

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