The No Requests DJ
Last night, a DJ played in a local bar. He jammed his beats on the bar’s stage. On technology he had me beat. A laptop sat on the first level of his stand as his huge controller sat on the second. Not only that, he owned two PA speakers and the capability to show videos on two of the bar’s wide-screen televisions. The televisions existed high on the wall behind the bar counter.
No way in hell could I compete with that. My usual equipment is my laptop, external hard drive and an electrical outlet chord.
As far as his talent goes? It’s questionable. In many nightclubs, whole songs aren’t played anymore. Now, you hear maybe half of the song and the DJ immediately cuts into another. I understand the logic. Any drag in the music may stop folks from dancing. Still, isn’t it disrespectful to the artist to only play half the song? Maybe, folks know something I don’t.
I noticed a No Requests sticker on back of the DJ’s laptop. Sometimes, I wish I can get away with that. As me and the crowd are grooving, some clueless fuck requests something that screws up the whole program. I understand perfectly well why some Djs won’t take requests.
Yet, some requests steers me into the right direction. The right request informs me on what the crowd really wants to hear. With that, the crowd energy pumps up. Despite the annoyances, this is why I except requests.
Many bar patrons danced to No Request DJ’s music. I wondered if I could cause this same crowd the same excitement with my equipment. Or could I cause higher excitement?
In this bar, I may never get the chance to see. Yet, I refuse butchering people’s music like I saw No Request DJ doing. If that makes me old-school and out of date, so be it.