Jauz Curses Us Out At SAMF
Since he started releasing music, Jauz has been the poster child for party music. He has a deeper love for rocking the party. Shameless puns aside, we caught up with this young yet powerful producer at Spring Awakening Music Festival. We had a chance to chat about his career, celebrity crush, future boy band, and what his mother thinks of all those swear words he screams to the crowd on stage.
Sensible Reason: How was the set?
SR: You had a lot of 90s throwbacks in there. How do you feel about the fact that half the crowd doesn’t even know what those songs were?
J: That’s fine. There are some tracks that I do for the crowd, like “Let Me Love You,” things that they’ll get right away. And then there are some that I do that are for me where I’m like these are the songs that I love, these are the songs that I grew up with and influenced me to do what I do. I want to teach you about them because maybe you don’t know what the fuck it is right now, but maybe you’ll go home and check it out. And then someone gets into Blink-182 for the first time.
SR: How do you prepare for your sets? How much is predetermined, how much is on the fly?
J: For festivals, it’s pretty meticulous, the planning of it. But at the same time, I plan it out and try to give myself more tracks than I have time for so that I can pick and choose and see what’s gonna work. But with this guy right here, my lighting and visuals guy, we make it work so that he knows when to hit the cryo and pyro and all that shit. When you have a big stage like that you want to make an impact. However, when we go to the Mid tonight, I don’t know what we’re gonna play.
SR: Do you ever get nervous before your sets?
J: When I’m playing a giant main stage like that, a little bit. Once you play enough shows it’s not so much about getting nervous, the butterflies turn into adrenaline. You go to something that’s so much bigger than what you’re used to and think “Fuck…I hope they don’t hate this.” Last year I doubled up on my birthday, I played Sun City in El Paso and then flew to Vegas and played at Omnia. Sun City is an insane festival, the crowd ended up singing happy birthday without me saying anything. It was 25,000 kids, insanity. I flew to Vegas and Omnia is the most gorgeous club in the universe. It was the sickest Vegas show I’ve ever done. It felt like I was at a regular nightclub with kids who were there to rage, not a crowd screaming “Play David Guetta, you bitch!” I usually play 2 hours in Vegas, but sometimes go 10 or 15 minutes over. This time I was ready to get drunk and play all fucking night (until 4 in the morning), and about 15 minutes into that someone threw a fucking beer can from the upper level and hit me in the head.
J: It literally made my mood go from so stoked on life to fuck this. And I turned around I was like, “this is my last song.” And they’re all, “What? You just said you were going to play for a while.” But I said “I’m going to walk off stage in 60 seconds, so you better figure it out.”
SR: And you did?
J: Yeah, my mom and dad were there, all my homies were there. I was so excited and having so much fun and that just *snaps* ended everything. I was about to go on the mic and be like “YOU MOTHERFUCKERS I WILL FIND YOU!” But instead, I thought to take the moral high ground and finish out the song I was playing and say thank you and leave.
SR: How did the crowd react?
J: They didn’t really know, they just saw me [insert derp face].
Following the derp face, the door to the room opened and Sam’s aunt came to say goodbye, which lead perfectly into the next line of questioning.
SR: You tend to swear a lot on stage, how does your family feel about that? My mom gets angry with me for swearing on Facebook.
J: My mom is like a fucking sailor. I remember when I was a kid she would use “frick” and “heck” and whatever. My whole mom’s side of the family is from Chicago (which is why they’re here) and my mom put up the façade for a while. Then, one of my cousins came to town and he was one of those boys who would tell me shit parents don’t want their kids to know. He was like “You know, your mom swears more than anyone I’ve ever met in my life.” Later, I went to work with her and it was all “fuck fuck fuck shit shit shit fuck shit fuck fuck” and I thought NO WAYYY CRAZY. I called her out on it. But it still took until I was 16 or 17 for my mom to accept that I swore.
SR: Mama tried
J: If I couldn’t swear on stage I don’t think I’d have the presence that I have.
SR: I can see that.
J: If I tried to withhold that…when you’re talking to that many people, it’s hard. Sometimes if you don’t actively think about what you’re going to say or it’ll come out as jibberish, complete jibberish. If I had to think about the way to word something without swearing, it would come out as “PUT. HAND. UP. HAND…HAND EVERYBODY HAND” and that would be it. So that’s why I don’t really stop myself. Plus, who the fuck cares, we’re at a rave.
SR: Did you always know you were going to make music?
J: Yep, from the time I was 4 and I decided I was going to be in N’Sync to now. I would still like to be in N’Sync.
SR: Which persona would you be in a boy band? The dirty one, the pretty one, etc?
J: Not the pretty one. I wanted to be JC because one of my other friends had already picked Justin Timberlake. But I identified more with JC because of his hair, it was long. I thought it was sick.
SR: Are you going to start a boy band?
J: I’m kinda down.
SR: Seems fitting at this point.
J: You could be a cute little backup dancer.
SR: Hula hoops in the background…
J: I’ll get these guys training.
SR: Are you going to have 4 or 5 of you? Five seemed to be the better bands vs four.
J: OR if you go to Japan the boy bands there have like 12 fucking people.
SR: That’s a whole other ball game. [Jauz’s manager walks in]
J: You down to be in a boy band?
Manager: Fuck yeah.
SR: Sweet! What else do you have planned for the rest of the summer?
J: A lot, we’re going to Europe a bunch. Going to Russia for the first time which is going to be awesome. Also playing a ton of festivals around here, the shit that we do, but most importantly I’m just trying to put out a shit load of fucking music. Ok wait, I’m going to try and reword that because now you’ve got me thinking about it.
SR: It’s part of who you are.
J: I guess. Well, shit fuck shit ass fuck balls…shit.
SR: On a scale of 1 to 1o, how seriously do you take yourself?
J: I think my previous statement says it all.
SR: Do you get a lot of groupies at your smaller shows where people have a chance to meet you?
J: The most I get are man groupies…I mostly just get bro’d down.
SR: If you could have a celebrity fling that Daily Mail would pick up, who would it be?
J: Pink Power Ranger. I don’t even need to know what her face looks like, I can’t remember anymore.
SR: That’s a little kinky.
J: That was the shit. She’s wearing a helmet, I’m sure she’s hot under there, she’s wearing pink.
SR: They had very tight outfits
J: That was the thing back then. Power Rangers were my shit.
SR: If you could have a superpower, what would it be?
J: To be able to produce music with my brain.
SR: You already have that.
J: No. I don’t. 90% of my issue in the universe is taking the ideas that are in my head and physically apply them to the production software. I’m sure [the technology] isn’t that far away, where I can stick something to my head and it reads my brain waves and figures out what my brain wants to do. Have you seen the shit you can do with brains right now?! There is a thing you can put on your head and it can send brain waves to your prosthetic arm to make it move. So I’d say we are less than 10 years away from being able to shoot my brain into Ableton and create some crazy ass bangers…but then everyone would be able to do it.
SR: Would you have competition?
J: Not more, I’d be out of the job!
SR: That’s selling yourself short.
J: Yeah, that’s kind of my thing.
Even though he sells himself short, Jauz had a huge crowd for Spring Awakening and he seemed to do very well sans the brain technology. He kept it fresh and each track (known by the crowd or not) remained well received. The heat of the weekend didn’t stop anyone from raging, and those at the gate were extremely excited for the industrial sized misting machines at the Solstice Stage. He turned it up, swear words and all.