THE JO-TEL … illegal blog downfield

So.  I'm finally getting around to reviewing James Murphy's disco-tinged DJ set at Mighty that occurred on August 7, 2008.  Mighty was a good location: the vacuous dance floor filled with indie kids made me think of the raves that I never went to in high school.  Except more mustaches.  I was drunk mind you, and spending most of my time doing a bad job of not getting lost from the group (which included fellow pandorockers Hip E., Andrea S., and T. L. Grogan, Esquire.). 
 
It was a dark and stormy night and Murphy– who, being an analog nut, mixed using only records– bore a strong resemblance to a cuddly teddy bear.  His set was exciting and managed to build to peaks in creative, non-"The Lauch" type ways.  It was mostly disco sounding and pretty seamless although not obsessed with beat-matching.  It maybe could have used a few more familiar cuts (remember dude: people my age didn't care about disco until five months ago).  At the end, the indie kids started throwing a large, real disco ball around.  Hip E. was about the fourth person to catch it and, because it was a disco ball made up of sharp squares of glass, he cut the shit out of his hand.  James Murphy: we are pandorockers; if you prick us, do we not bleed??

-Shark