I’ve never been a DJ-for-hire, but I would think that to be a good one, it would take more than just a killer CD collection.
I would think that rather than working off a predetermined set list, that you would have to be able to read the audience and see what songs are getting the best reaction and then spin accordingly.
And I would think, and maybe you would too, that even before the first song is cued up, that a good DJ would take a look at who is gathered to hear the music and maybe even take a moment to consider something about them. There could be some clues there as to which songs would be best to play.
For example, if the audience consists of Catholic school girls who range in age from five to 14, but trend towards the younger,
and if the girls’ escorts for the evening are their fiercely protective fathers who are notorious for being militantly old-fashioned when it comes to their daughters’ virtue,
then you would think that a good DJ would immediately scratch Nelly’s Hot in Herre from the playlist.
Wouldn’t you?
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Dude, the Smiths.
Oh, sorry... yeah, Nelly might be a bit inappropriate for the kids. Did they follow that with "I'm In Love With a Stripper"?
That's great. But since you didn't put the DJ's name in your blog we can't put him out-of-business.
"Who is this man that would not wear the ribbon!"
Teachable moments, Dan... teachable moments.
This is a great opportunity to discuss the dangers of overexertion and dehydration which is obviously Nelly's concern for the muse of his song. Get your head out of the gutter.
I'm going to go dig out "Louder than Bombs".
Teachable moments, Dan... teachable moments.
This is a great opportunity to discuss the dangers of overexertion and dehydration which is obviously Nelly's concern for the muse of his song. Get your head out of the gutter.
I'm going to go dig out "Louder than Bombs".
Sorry. Not sure why that happened.
It's amazing to me that so many people seem to find it appropriate to include songs with explicit or suggestive lyrics in public venues or at school dances. Instructors at my gym don't seem to see any problem with including in their class playlist a song that refers to women as bitches and repeats the word "fuck." Don't even get me started on the garbage that we had to ask DJs to stop playing at school dances when I was a teacher. At one prom, the DJ tried to initiate the apparently new equivalent of the "pull off your date's garter and toss it in the air" dance.
I sound like an old curmudgeon, don't I?
Hey Monkey Boy, do you think the DJ played "pour some sugar on me?" D.N. might remember that reference as well.
Is funkycoldmedina aight?
Gotta go, It's getting hot in here, so I'll take off all my clothes.
And then confusion set in.
You're absolutely right on the money.
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