You’re at your all-time-favorite spot in Ventura, CA. It’s your birthday. Sitting before you is a perfectly fried egg roll. Simple and elegant, your mouth begins to water at the thought of its inner heat. You’ve waited so long and know exactly the treat you’re in for. This isn’t your first time at Take 2. And just as you begin to anticipate the crispy crunch of hot veggie – a thunderous crash comes charging at you. White knuckled and wirey haired , Metallica bursts forth, shredding your serenity to pieces. Even worse, you hate Metallica! And just as suddenly, the magical connection between egg roll and self is severed. You are left only to glare angrily at the ill-prepared DJ who just-so-happens to be shamefully obscuring eye contact behind a frantic struggle to change the track. If only you had booked a reliable company to handle the ambiance on your special day.
Perhaps if the Dj had played Israel Kama’s “Over the Rainbow” – you probably wouldn’t have even noticed it. Well, not until the splendorous insides of the egg roll had begun to rush over your taste buds! Next thing you know you ARE over the rainbow! Yummy. Well, at least in theory. Had your intention been to stage an improvised food fight; a couple well garnished projectile appetizers and the Red Hot Chili Pepper’s “Give it Away” would be surefire to spawn quite the delectable melee. Either way, we can all agree – it’s about context, preparation.
This is the essential meaning behind “the perfect song for the perfect moment.” Also, it is a mark of expertise you should expect when hiring a premier DJ. You wouldn’t want the Master of Ceremonies to just up and play “what’s my age again?” as your wedding march… WOULD YOU?! And if you did – you should definitely expect to hear it as you march playfully up to the altar. After all, it’s crucial attention to detail that keeps your event moving smoothly. And besides, who doesn’t want their own entrance music?
Blur’s “Song 2″ perhaps?
DJ’s are an interesting bunch. We like people to know we are DJ’s. When the opportunity arrives, we’ll slip it in there if we’re proud of what we do, the same way that a gardener may mention their profession in passing… but I never see gardeners lugging hoes around parties. I’ve met a number of DJ’s amongst social gatherings that identified themselves by the headphones wrapped around their neck. Are you serious? Yes. I am. This wasn’t a time when these people were set to go on stage either. With those big things… they certainly weren’t jogging recently despite the quintessential hoodies often donned by these apparent disc jockey’s. They literally had cans on their head for no reason other than to look like brooding and discriminate music listeners. Do they plan to turn their iPod’s on in the middle of a party? Ignore everyone else? Wait, are they even connected to anything? I don’t understand. Maybe someone can enlighten me.
