Journey to Ixtlan

I am profoundly thankful for the DJs that give of their time to provide social dance music. Their calling allows us to find some measure of peace in this world. The poem “Spin the Tunes” celebrates the DJ in their spiritual vocation.


Spin The Tunes

Please spin the tunes to sooth my soul
tortured now in sad repose
needed nurture as night needs sun
to chase the dark from my life
as feet find reason to attempt
something more than shuffle’s tramp
moving to the pulsing beat
born of the heavens moving grace.

I’ll life my hands in prayerful arcs
to show my cheer as pulses mark
a heartbeat based on ecstasy
from record’s voice to my feet
with motion’s blessing I then dance
not to sin or break the laws
instead I’ll soar to holy heights
on wings of notes with word’s delight.

So DJ of the purest heart
master of the songs at hand
lists constructed to appeal
to all those in this company
here to praise your fine gifts
each with need as strong as mine
rescue me from misery
play your tunes so I may find
in the dance that you provide
reasons to live and carry on.

2016, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved, 20161022.

A DJ's life is tough. There are those songs, one specifically, that will bring the music mixer to say “I'm so over the Footloose Line Dance". True, but the song must play. Elmore must be freed again.


Dance the Footloose
Poem for Day 144 – 20150524

Let's dance the Footloose,
save the town, bring back the dance,
reject the ban, bring back the fun,
Elmore needs our help,
life has been restricted,
joy lost to the masses,
so let's dance Footloose
to bring back the jubilee.

Dance the Footloose,
slant the angles as we spin around.
Dance the Footloose,
DJ cry as you spin the song.

DJ let's dance the Footloose,
the song you play every week,
the one that dancers love,
the yoke around your neck.
There could be other songs,
other ways to dance the night,
but they call out for the one,
so let's dance the Footloose,
once again, 999th week in a row.

Dance the Footloose,
slant the angles as we spin around.
Dance the Footloose,
DJ cry as you spin the song.

Let's dance the Footloose,
save the town, DJ be damned,
we'll throw in with the spirits,
wanting to live fleet of feet,
wanting to see the girl,
wanting to sing and dance,
DJ play that song again,
we'll do our part for revelry
while you slowly loose your sanity.

Dance the Footloose,
slant the angles as we spin around.
Dance the Footloose,
DJ cry as you spin the song.
DJ cry as you spin the song.

© 2015. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved