Short WMC Summary
Tue, 25 Mar 2003 08:05:01 -0800
Whoa. As many of you know, I spent the last week in Miami, soaking up
the music and the sun at the Winter Music Conference. My god, was that a
good time. If you're into electronic music I highly recommend going at
least once in your lifetime (that is to say it ranks right up there with
Burning Man in terms of a 'must do' activity). The conference itself
holds little interest unless you're in the industry, but the events
surrounding the conference are many (63 pages of 'em!) and varied. From
exclusive afternoon pool-side sessions with world class artists and DJs
to swanky club hopping until the morning hours with beautiful women who
just want to be your 'plus one' so they can get in the club that turns
away the booked performers who aren't meeting the dress code.
Kevin G. described Miami as "A painted whore of a city that only looks
good in the right light. . ." and I couldn't agree with him more. There
are times when one is simply blown away by the amount of glamour and
money around you - the expensive cars and the shiny buildings and the
designer clothing and the oh-so-real jewelry and the international
models everywhere you look and . . . then you begin to notice the
amateur tattoos decorating the gangsters and the fake tits on their
girls (but don't look too closely!) and the broken down 1-2 story studio
apartments with bars on the windows left over from when South Beach was
a slum and the homeless people sleeping on the steps of the banks . . .
and then you're walking back in to one of the resort hotels with
$750,000 motorcycles parked outside and being treated like royalty as
you're escorted to a reserved table overlooking the patio with the likes
of Puff Daddy and DeNiro and . . . you get the idea.
I have a few days of journal entries to share that I'll upload later
this week, but for now I think you get the idea.