may all your drops be doubles!

The music was ear piercing and obnoxious but somehow I found myself enjoying it. My daughter Jessyka had dragged me to an all ages rave in downtown Toronto and this was my first real experience of club life.

 I was 36 years old.  My daughter came up to me and noticed I was intently watching the DJ playing at a distance. “Would you like to get a closer look Mom?” asked my daughter.  I just nodded my head with a big smile. She led me through a sea of ravers, all looking at me curiously. We were right in front of the DJ, the hairs on my arms stood straight up and I grinned from ear to ear.  Then it hit me like a ton of bricks.  

I looked my daughter straight in the eyes and said, “I’m going to do that!”, as I nodded my head toward the DJ.  My daughter bent over in laughter but I wasn’t kidding.  I called it my epiphany.  It was the moment that I fell in love with the rave scene and everything about it. The music, the bass, the lights, the VIBE!!.  It was the kids that called me Raver Mom and how  they greeted me with open arms. I wanted to be in the spotlight even though I was frightened at the thought, but the thought was also exhilarating.  

Four months later I picked up my first set of Tech 1200 turntables and an American Audio mixer.  I brought it home and had no idea how to hook them up or use them for that matter. I had spent a small fortune on a whim but now… dream was becoming my reality!

My daughter found a friend to help out and so started the long hours of crappy (shoes in the dryer) sounding mixes. Then one day I finally matched a beat and so the Breakz Of Dawn was born.