Another entry in an ongoing series about the realities, challenges and tactics of spinning records in public for pay…
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I borrowed a few of these from StuffDJsHate‘s retweets. Follow him.
I don't give a shit if you're a producer. Your shirt is 4 sizes too big & you're wearin an albino kangatang coat. I'm not taking requests.
— DJ Cleveland Browne (@DJCleBrowne) January 5, 2014
But he’s a producer…
Playing royals. Like, the record is playing. Girl comes up asking to play more top40, popular stuff.
— trayze (@djtrayze) January 4, 2014
Similar: “Play something fast, like Wale’s “Clappers”“
Gas face to everybody crop-dusting in the club.
— Rhome (@DJStylus) December 8, 2013
We have to stop pretending this isn’t happening.
Some girl requested a song from Pokemon last night. She thought my serato was spotify & that I was lying when I said I couldn't.
— bouncecastle (@djcastle) August 24, 2013
Eating a quesadilla in the DJ booth like its nothing. >_<
— Khruangbin Wakanda (@kingmost) October 6, 2013
Just witnessed a drunk (lifeless) bride, gettin pushed from the lobby to her room, by her wedding party, on a luggage cart! #ThroughSickness
— DJ Z-TRIP (@ztrip) October 6, 2013
Not actually from the booth, but could have been.
NO YOU CAN NOT HAVE A PHOTO ALONE BEHIND MY DJ BOOTH.
— Holly Rich (@Djhollyrich) August 24, 2013
— Rhome (@DJStylus) August 31, 2013
I should also market myself as a relationship expert.
Some DJ you are.