So if you’ve been to my Soundcloud, Facebook, or any of my many other web pages including this one, you’ve probably come across this:
“DJ Neenyo (Jace Covington) is an up-and-coming producer and DJ from Garland,TX, USA. He has rocked crowds ranging from house parties to numerous clubs and raves in the DFW area to the world-famous House of Blues in Dallas, TX. He is passionate about bringing the harder styles of dance music to the forefront. His specialty is hard dance, hard trance, hardstyle, and goa with the occasional funky electro and liquid dubstep. Onstage, expect thundering bass and assaulting synths matched with playfully insane stage antics. Offstage, DJ Neenyo is a mad scientist in the studio, experimenting with fat, aggressive basslines coupled with epic, heroic-sounding, air-trembling melodies. His mission is to stamp out the rage and bring back the rave. The Neenyo is coming…Expect him.”
Yeah, yeah, blah blah blah you’ve probably read it by now. That is my DJ biography that is pasted onto every program and site that I use. Every DJ has their own unique bio. That is mine.
One thing that it ISN’T, however, is my complete story. I am more than just a DJ and a producer, after all. I am an artist in general. Before I was making one type of art, I was making another, and it goes back as far as I can remember.
Just recently, after looking back upon my life thus far, I discovered my purpose in life. I’ve noticed that from the very beginning, the one thing that I’ve ALWAYS loved to do was create. As I passed through various phases of my life, the medium of creation would change, but was still doing my thing. I was creating in some way, shape, or form. In my early childhood and all through elementary school and most of middle school, I loved to draw. I would draw anything from extremely detailed illustrations of monsters to the crudest, silliest stick figure comics the world had ever seen. In middle school, I discovered popping and funkstyles, and I would dedicate hours after school to perfecting my moves. In high school, I discovered theatre and it became a crucial part of my life.
Music had also been a big deal to me, especially heavy metal and electronic dance music. I had been listening to the likes of the Crystal Method, Darude, and Daft Punk on the radio as a third grader, and my love for it never died. In 7th grade I discovered the Melbourne shuffle, and with it, hardstyle music. To me, this music was IT. The metalhead in me loved the hard, aggressive sounds, and the dance music fanatic was hyped and entranced by the epic melodies and the throbbing beats. The dance, the Melbourne shuffle, was a whole other force entirely, working with the music in perfect harmony the way all of the parts of a Lamborghini work together to propel it forward like a bat out of Hell riding a rocket-powered dinosaur. The dance looked like some crazy sliding moonwalk-stomp that could only be done by a cracked-out raver on rollerskates. I was twelve, and what was this?? I had to know. And then I had to learn it.
A couple of years later, I was no longer satisfied with just being in the audience at events, listening and dancing to other people’s music. I wanted to be the puppeteer, the man driving the show, leading masses of frenzied ravers to dance like churchgoers filled with the holy spirit. And so, two years later, I am furiously producing music, advertising myself, and finding gigs wherever I can. I have many passions, acting, dancing and drawing being a few, but making music is something I hold near and dear to my heart. It has the power to lift my spirits. It affects my mood, and nothing is more rewarding to me than making a good beat or making a crowd jump with euphoria. My music is an extension of my personality, and with electronic music, I can make any sound that I want. There’s no better feeling than having a song play in your head, and then turning that idea into audible sound.
I have to stop myself from rambling on and on about my life and my many passions. I could go into detail about every single artistic thing that I do in its own post. The point of this post is to give a bit of a back story about what I do and why I do it. Again, I could keep going on and on about this, but I will put it bluntly: Essentially, what I do is create. Why do I do it? Because it makes me happy, and apparently it makes other people happy because most people seem to like what I do. Anything that makes people genuinely happy in this cruel, unjust, godless world is good. And so, I figure if I’m good enough, I can make money doing it, and then I won’t have to make a living doing something that makes me miserable. More importantly, I want to make an IMPACT. It doesn’t have to be a huge impact. I just don’t want to end up as another ordinary American who gets pigeonholed into a job they HAVE to do, and so they keep doing it, slaving away to make money until they can draw social security money, retire, and die, amounting to nothing more than another expired worker bee. HELL TO THE NO. That’s not my idea of life. I want people to remember what I do. When I die, I want people to see pictures of me onstage, look at my art, listen to my music and think, “Man, this guy was really something.” It brings me joy to think that every piece that I put my heart and soul into will forever be connected to me and my name. I do not settle for average. I want to stand out. That is why I create.