Another entry in an ongoing series about the realities, challenges and tactics of spinning records in public for pay…
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If you don't know the name of the song it can't be that important to you.
— Rhome (@DJStylus) July 19, 2014
"Can you play the Usher BANG BANG BANG song?" #tweetsfromthebooth
— Rhome (@DJStylus) July 24, 2014
She requested Anaconda but couldn’t remember by who….son.
— dj harvey dent (@djharveydent) September 12, 2014
I rest my case.
No, I won't be playing Anaconda at a wedding.
— Rhome (@DJStylus) September 28, 2014
Apparently I’m in the minority on this one.
Somebody fucked around and brought a steak & cheese into the club. WTF, security? Didn't smell that sandwich while searching for weapons?
— Steven Faith (@stereofaith) September 13, 2014
With extra onions?
— dj dredd (@djdredd) July 19, 2014
How about I just put on Beyoncé Pandora and go chill at the bar?
Made a quick run to the bar at private gig. Woman asks "Who said you could leave your station?" Amazingly I didn't respond with "Deez Nuts".
— Rhome (@DJStylus) October 4, 2014
Restraint is the essence of professionalism.
There's not enough titty rubbing when Simon Says comes on.
— dj harvey dent (@djharveydent) July 20, 2014
See also: “Player’s Anthem”
When the uggggggggly couple is making out next to the DJ booth….
— Jerome Baker III (@jeromebaker3rd) May 11, 2014
We can see you.
Requesting Reggaeton and your shirts barely buttoned …there's a level of respect there I have for you.
— DJ7L (@DJ_7L) June 28, 2014