Molesting Gareth Emery
Okay I didn’t really molest Gareth Emery. It’s my way of joking about my most awesome encounter with him.
The Friday of the week I arrived in London for my 2-week holiday. I wanted to go to the Ministry of Sound. As a Trance lover how can you not visit the Ministry amirite? Unfortunately, my dear friend told my the area the Ministry is at is fairly dodgy. LOL damn… why does Trance have to be associated with such dodgy people and areas. Anyways, we head to the Ministry where Marco V was headlining. I was there to see Gareth Emery so we arrived after 12:30AM and I had to wait till 3:30AM for Gareth to come on. The Ministry was a happening place. Lots of teens and tweens so that was slightly discomforting. I don’t even recall even seeing Brits there… I felt like I saw more tourists. The rooms were very accomodating and it was odd to me that nobody was crowding the DJ booth at the Box, the main room. Everybody kept their distance and I was able to get up pretty close. Lots of room up front so if you’re going to the Ministry cut through the crowd to the front cause lots of space there. Now the Ministry isn’t some pretentious club that you expect fancy dressing people, lame music, and people there for picking up chicks/blokes. Don’t get me wrong there are guys there that were more than happy to take you home if they could. I didn’t have any problems but my friend did help me cockblock and he said only 1 guy (in a bright green shirt) was going to attempt to grind up against me… roffle. People were there either for the cheaply discounted tickets for students or good music.
While there, I wasn’t too impressed with Marco V’s set. Not because he didn’t play some mainstream songs, his set just didn’t hold my attention. I got bored after a bit so I kind of just stood there. Gareth didn’t come on till passed 3:30AM. DJs… they are always running late but when he came on he tossed on his tunes and some mainstream Trance tunes as well. I danced through his whole set. You can see some of the vids on my YT channel.
Gareth Emery finished his set closed to 5AM and then Richard Duran came on. The DJ booth was higher up so there were stairs. I stood on the stairs by the hinge door waiting for Gareth to pass by so I can snag a hug and a picture. There was a security guard there so I didn’t enter the booth without permission. After a few minutes of waiting the security guard actually let me into the booth. There I was standing before Gareth with a few drunk women in front of me. I asked him if I could get a picture with him and he gladly obliged. I’m not sure if I shook his hand or hugged him. Being the fucking idiot I was I forgot to ask for an autograph. Really when the fuck am I going to see Gareth again? Anyways, I told him I followed him on Twitter and he asked me who I was. I told him and he seemed to have recognized me. (w00t) We continue to have a conversation but in all honesty I couldn’t hear him even when I leaned in many times. Gareth was a real sweetheart and I really think I was holding on to him the whole time we were talking. I put my arms out for one last hug before I left. He was really awesome and his smile was amazing.
Everytime I listen to his podcast it feels like it has more meaning because I’ve had the opportunity to meet him. I’m a silly fangirl and I won’t deny it. I’m passionate about my music and the awesome DJs that spin it and produce it. Still wish I gotten that damn autograph. :>