3.05.2004
gasfacerefill
My gigs of late have yielded few complaints--the money's been okay, the dancers have been well-fed, the occasional playing of "Bucktown" has kept our hardcore constituency intact and fewer requests for "that birthday song" have kept us DJs happy. I remain positive about our chances in this upcoming season. However, as open-minded as I am--I'm open-minded, cotdamn--any requests for us to "Mix that shit up, that funk and old-school shit with some techno, I mean I like techno music--Oakenfold--you got any Oakenfold?--Oakenfold, Sasha, Digweed. Just mix that shit up (makes motion with hands that suggests 'mixing shit up') with what you're playing now, I mean is this making you happy? Look out there (screams) nobody is dancing! Nobody! Maybe--MAYBE--if you played something someone had heard of--some REAL shit--we'd be dancing. Like if you mixed up this with some OakenfoldSashaDigweed, I've seem people here do that and people go crazy dancing. Or do you have that Elvis song from Ocean's 11? That remix? What? You've never heard it? Wait--you've never heard of Ocean's 11? With Brad Pitt? Fuck you--you've never heard of Ocean's 11 or Brad Pitt? Fuck you...(drops glass, stumbles out of the DJ booth)..."? Those requests get the gas face.
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