Tuesday, July 20, 2010

LAST NIGHT A DJ BECAME MY WIFE!

Hello geni-i

I is back on this thing again to get out of my angsty, australian head to share a piece of video or song that will make me look back one day and say "wow, that was incredibly pointless" but at least i did it.

I am going to of course charm you with my wit, my contagious attitude towards life and affirm your arising suspicions that yes probably I could be a tosser.

but fuck it your here and this is what is going down.

CONSTANTLY

at the moment I am being constantly harrased by people to be there DJ.

why?

Because i love playing tunes from itunes and stopping them mid song and screaming boring when they are boring and playing 90's hip hop and r & b and being generally ironic and then noticing that most of the people there are not being ironic and then i think that maybe I could be a cunt and then i start playing all night long by lionel rithcie and everybody loves it and then suddenly I'm not a cunt I am the best thing since sliced bread, wow maybe I should do this for a living then I think no way you're an idiot you are literally just pressing play and stop for a living, and people will love it but then I put on some obscure gospel track but people haven't left the dance floor and I'm on to my 6th scotch and then fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!!!

alright, that is enough.

OH DJ'S of the world I have written you a poem or an apology:

kings of the wheels of steel,

my track pad on my apple feels just as real,

as I spin another hit off into the floor,

I will make you a promise from the inner beam of my core,

I will never again in the cold light of day,

ever claim to be a DJ,

and I hope till the end for as long as I live,

that you can find it in your heart to forgive.


here is my number for the next event: 555 DIG TDOG

this is a DJ/HIP HOP/BLOCK PARTY CLASSIC FOR Y'ALL!