When the people come to the club, they'll want to get
crunk. Getting crunk is what people like
to do at clubs in general. If you're a
person at a club, you want to get crunk.
But crunk people are miserable sacks of shit, halfway to hangover
already. Crunk people live to give
themselves reasons to regret shit. You
don't want that. You're a humanitarian
first and a DJ second. No, really. Your day job involves working with various
human rights organizations, you spend three nights a week volunteering at a
shelter for battered women, and you DJ maybe once every two weeks, at best. You measure the success of your DJ nights in
how readily you're able to keep people from spending too much time and money
getting shitwrecked in clubs.
By that metric, tonight is going to be the single most
successful night of your DJing career.
After weeks of testing, you'll have uncovered the fact that
people, in general, dislike hearing noise metal in nightclubs. They really like distortion rock and
garbagecore punk, too. If you play a mix
consisting of various difficult to listen to, hyperintellectual,
hyperaggressive, hyperproduced music and a handful of hip hop songs with
quirky, nerdy lyrics, you can get a crowd to spend no more than a handful of
minutes in the bar. They well, to your
credit, buy drinks, just to see if the music gets better, but before they have
a chance to get more than three cups deep, their ears will all but start bleeding
and they'll have to run out, more often than not with their dates.
Outside, they won't be your problem. You'll assume they talk and then go home and
get busy, because a lot of the same people keep coming to your DJ nights, and
management will tell you that the bouncers really appreciate you keeping
"the sort of date raping motherfuckers they usually have to keep an eye
out for" out of the club in general.
All that matters to you is that you're keeping "da club" from
being "da club," that crunkness, city-wide, is down 15% and that
violence against women has dropped a staggering 20% in just a handful of days.
That'll make you feel good when you sit in your cubicle and
figure out the logistics of a war crime tribunal against a brutal north African
dictator tomorrow morning with your head still throbbing from the sound of your
own terrible musical choices.
Congratulations on the Rousing Success of Your DJ Night!
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