I was told recently that if I wanted to succeed, I needed to take a local DJ (that I absolutely despise) as an example of how to get traction on socials. I said, "I’ve been doing this for over 30 years, what makes you think I wanted to “succeed” lol.
I could insert any one of 30 vacuous Sydney DJ cunts into that scenario and still guess who you are referring to correctly. (wipes exasperated sweat with “Tune” towel).
@Moodynann - that guy in the hip hop clip you posted triggers my disdain of white dudes (and it’s always a white dude) who both gatekeep and also think they “own” black music culture.
I’ve tried several times to unpack this and have now given up. There’s too much wrong with it, and I don’t mean AI thinking our Lads were sent to fight in bowler hats.
Rampling Marching Band set?
Lest E Forget?
Home to the Longest Bar in Lewes!
They’ve made that brave Tommy look like Freddie ‘Parrot Face’ Davies…
I’m surprised that DJ Food is involved in that
Any excuse for this banger
This has happened to me quite a few times over the years, but I guess I’m at a point now where I really don’t understand what these people think is about to happen.
I recently did an event that was a local government/council sponsored thing. It was a food and wine fair in a fairly affluent area. Myself and an associate were booked to do it due to our amount of arts and local festival experience.
We were also joined on the decks by a lovely young lady who is blessed by her Japanese collector father’s records. The Brief was chilled jazz, soul, disco.
While our delightful 17 year old old colleague was playing the most perfect background music to an afternoon in the sun + wine, the event manager came up with the ever present event manager loud voice, and completely slagged off the music.
I immediately tried to quieten down the conversation(so that our beautiful and very young dj didn’t have to listen to all this) I explained that I had nearly 40 years doing this kind of event , that we were literally fulfilling the brief, the music was 100% appropriate and that maybe she should go shuffle some tables & chairs, or whatever she is paid to do.
Unfortunately, our young friend had been privy to most of the interaction, and was quite upset, understandably.
These skilless pushy event type overseers that somehow decide that they can have a say in something that they literally have zero skill in.
They always seem to be the same type of person.
Seen this happen myself over the years. It’s always people whose idea of music doesn’t stretch beyond Oasis and Coldplay.
“Play something fun”.
Man, that phrase just sends shivers down my spine.
I find that the brief is chilled jazz, soup and disco but the person who wants that has no idea what that means and decide when the request is delivered that it doesn’t meet their or one person at the event’s tastes. With every song at everyone’s fingertips people are getting musically narrower influenced by algorithms and not their ears.
Soup. Gazpacho?
Went to school with Gaz Pacho. Nice lad, if a little frosty.
I was probably hungry.
Had this one last night, apparently we were playing too much reggae at the suitably advertised reggae night that he had attended. In the end he settled for picking a record out of one of our boxes at random for some reason (his idea) and wanted us to give him a nod when we played it - we never played it (it was the last 15 minutes and the three of us were closing with one final song each) but gave him the nod anyway ![]()
Jazzpacho
Went to the James Murphy McIntosh sound system thing at the Camden Roundhouse some years back and a ticket tout was loudly selling tickets for gazpacho in the middle of the high road. Which remains pretty funny to us anyway.
