Kaiser/Kalemba @ Womens' Club of Evanston
Okay…allow me to state the obvious: I am a guy. A dude. A man. El hombre. With that in mind, here is an interesting inquiry:
Why would I spend my Saturday evening at a women's club?
(And, no…I do not have a new hobby of dressing in drag or picking up older chicks.)
The best reason—and the only reason—that I was at a womens' club this weekend was to emcee and deejay a wedding for a very fun couple. Pauline Kaiser and Matt Kalemba were going to hold their post-wedding celebration at the Womens' Club of Evanston. Everything was in place, except for one thing: Music. They had a situation with their originally-chosen deejay, and they chose fig two weeks before their wedding date to provide a fun evening for them and their guests. I partnered up with Emily Hard, who has been with me on some rather energetic gigs. We teamed up to make a great night for our clients and their guests. Little did we know that the party was going to be made for us as well.
The Womens' Club of Evanston fits exquisitely well into this part of the state: it is a very stately, clean, and accomodating venue, not to mention flowery. Flowers in the pots, flowers in the grass, flowers patterned in the carpet…you get the idea. Heck, I was surprised that there were mens' bathrooms there. Heh. Anyway—wedding reception. Emily and I were greeted by Ted of J&L Catering and Carol of the Womens' Club as soon as we arrived. We (and our gear) were situated on a wide stage in the second floor ballroom. Our only dilemma of the night was finding power: While I was changing into my suit, Emily gives me a call on my cell phone, stating, "Brent, we need power! None of the outlets are working!" Good thing that I had my fly up at that time, or I would have left the bathroom looking like a fool. I went upstairs and joined Emily, along with Carol and the Club's electrician. It was a bit weird, seeing as how the catering staff (who was behind the curtain we were standing in front of) had perfect power. We later discovered that our power was working all along—it appeared that one of our power strips was inactive. Boo. It was a good thing that we had our much-needed juice at that time, for if it had stalled, we would have not been in good shape to perform. From setup all the way until the end of dinner, all the events flowed smoothly. When it came time to dance, that was when the mood began to rise positively.
Dancing started a bit earlier than I had expected. I was thinking we were going to begin at 8:30, but we started closer to 8pm. Totally fine by me. Something told me that people were ready to bust loose. Pauline and Matt started the night with their first dance, Dave Matthews Band's "Where Are You Going." After their family and wedding party dances, Emily kicked things off with Nat King Cole's "L-O-V-E." From there, we played everything from Motown to 80s to country and polka as well. Emily and I talked about our transitions during the night as if we were playing musical chess—which we were. I tried some rather cool and new transitions during the evening, including going from "Roll Out the Barrel" to "Love Shack," and "Sweet Escape" to "Come on Eileen" and "Dancing Queen." Whatever we played, the crowd was with us the entire time, and they filled the dance floor up wonderfully for the whole night. It was quite special being on a stage in front of a crowd of over 100+ people with bright lights hanging over us, as if Emily and I were young musical gods. What is even more rewarding is the picture of looking out to the crowd to so many happy, smiling, singing, dancing people. That is what deejaying is all about, as far as I'm concerned.
The greatest moment of the evening happened near 10pm: We were playing the final songs of the night—"Livin' on a Prayer" and "What a Wonderful World." After the final soft, yet raspy tone from Satchmo's song faded out, a grand round of applause ensued. Emily and I thought the evening was all said and done. The next thing that happened threw our expectations completely out of the Club, as a chant from the crowd crescendoed:
"ONE MORE SONG! ONE MORE SONG! ONE MORE SONG!"
Oh…crap.
This is a stunning, yet sticky situation that I sometimes get into; I say "stunning," for it is a wonderful thing when people want more music; I say "sticky" as well for it is my duty to stick to the house rules and end at the appointed time, or face the consequence of losing the respect of the caterers and the venue. At first, I oriented towards the timeline, smiling kindly to the audience and mouthing out "I'm sorry! We have to go!" This action was much to the dismay to the crowd. Suddenly, Paul from the catering staff comes up to me and states, "You can do one more song." Gold. Those words were like the kiss of an angel to me. (Thank God Paul kept his lips to himself.) It is once in a blue moon that we are given leeway to go a bit overtime, and this was definitely one evening With that, I got on the microphone, and stated to the audience that we were going to do one more song. My goodness—did they ever cheer! We ended the night with "Last Dance," and tons of applause and cheering. I could not ask for a better or more satisfying way to end the evening for such a celebratory crowd.
I honestly do not know what else to say, so I will compliment my clients: Pauline and Matt were such a joy to work with and to be with, and this caring couple exemplifies the meaning of how to celebrate and be fully invested in their wedding. It was great to be invested in their special day as well. I guess it's worth it going to a womens' club—no matter what you are!
– Brent Rolland, resident fig deejay
(Many thanks to Russell Lowe, our fun photographer; to Ted, Paul, and the whole bunch at J&L Catering, and to the lovely Carol and everyone at the Womens' Club of Evanston for a magnificent night!)





