Dj Heckling
jackmaster
time, space, transmat
I frequently get people shouting "FUCKING SHITE! FUCKING SHITE!" over me.
Last week in Dublin a girl handed me a note on her phone saying "play something happy and dancey for us to go home to" while I was playing Sweet Harmony.
Last week in Dublin a girl handed me a note on her phone saying "play something happy and dancey for us to go home to" while I was playing Sweet Harmony.
Mr. Tea
Let's Talk About Ceps
Perhaps you should stop playing fucking shite?
Or maybe I've read that wrong, and it's actually a request?
STN
sou'wester
I don't really DJ ever, but at a squat party this woman went on and on at me about needing to know what a record I played was so that she could avoid it. Very weird really, as I can't really think of a situation where knowing what it was would really help you, unless you buy stuff completely at random.
Other than that, playing roots records to a load of squaddies in Winchester was such great japes that I had to be locked out of my own dj booth.
Other than that, playing roots records to a load of squaddies in Winchester was such great japes that I had to be locked out of my own dj booth.
Also priceless. I especially like the wedding-disco requests for Toni Braxton's He Wasn't Man Enough and Kelis' I Hate You So Much Right Now.
Edit: Even better one I just spotted...
Random Chick: Can you play Kanye West “Gold Digger?”
Dan: No, I absolutely will not play that song
Random Chick: Why not?
Dan: This is a wedding, I’m not going to play that song at a wedding.
(5 minutes later…the BRIDE walks up)
Bride: Can you play “Gold Digger?!”
Dan: Ma’am, you know once I play a song, I can’t un-play it.
Bride: I know, but I really want to hear it!
but this one sounds like the bride and friend are the ones with a good sense of humor (in contrast to the dj)
i bet they just thought it would be hilarious. understand as i'm one of those people who find things which are just completely wrong and socially awkward very funny.
luka
Well-known member
i cant beleive this thread is all djs whinging. im an inveterate drunken dj heckler. i love it, its an essential part of the evening. bellowing in their ear about something. hectoring them. they think they're all special and that standing there looking dopey so you have to bring them down a peg or two.
slim jenkins
El Hombre Invisible
That's classic! Wish I'd read that when I was still DJing. The usual hassle was 'Got anything we know?' :slanted: Yeah, like I'm psychic.
The best (ie worst) was being asked to play someone's Wham! CD at a birthday party which I had foolishly agreed to do for the bar owners where I had a night. She wanted one track off the comp. I actually played it. Then she wanted another. I stuck it on, packed my box and walked out - hah! Christ, was I in the wrong place.
Playing a bar regularly was interesting in that nobody paid to get in and anyone could walk in off the street to the sound of Carl Craig, Kraftwerk or Varese. Surprisingly few complaints there...but then, haters would have supped up and left easily. A woman did once ask if I could turn the music down because she wanted to talk (!) Bleedin' cheek - I was crafting an amazing sonic landscape of electronic modern classicism + drum'n'bass avant-ambient breakbeat atmospherics...couldn't she tell?
(shuts off music and raises hand) security!
wonk_vitesse
radio eros
I agree here. I try to avoid situations where i can be heckled ! I'm not interested in pleasing everyone's tastes really and accepting requests.
I played a few times this year at Brixton's Dog Star, a random place at the best of times, got some weird requests like "got any dance" i was playing technoish track. Or "got anything indie & uplifting....we've just come back from Oasis at wembley"
slim jenkins
El Hombre Invisible
I played a few times this year at Brixton's Dog Star, a random place at the best of times, got some weird requests like "got any dance" i was playing technoish track. Or "got anything indie & uplifting....we've just come back from Oasis at wembley"
Some people just shouldn't be allowed out...or at least they should be marshalled to Shite Island for a Good Time on their own. I don't like people invading my personal space...or planet...but it's all of Them against me...
shaolinsoul
Well-known member
in LA its always the same shit, ive been playing here for years and its always "do u have any hiphop electro breakdance rubbish shit". I play techno so the only electro im going to play is mainly detroit.
Ive been playing loads of mid 90's chicago hard house anyways. CZR, Traxxmen, Underground Construction etc . Drew for Paul Johnson "Feel My MuthaFuckin Bass" at a lounge party on saturday didnt play that one in ages. Place went off like a bomb.
Ive been playing loads of mid 90's chicago hard house anyways. CZR, Traxxmen, Underground Construction etc . Drew for Paul Johnson "Feel My MuthaFuckin Bass" at a lounge party on saturday didnt play that one in ages. Place went off like a bomb.
powerpill
Well-known member
paul johnson is a badman!!
shaolinsoul
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crofton
Well-known member
Many years ago I played reggae at a mate's party in a Venue That Shall Remain Nameless in Oxford. The management liked my set and booked me for NYE, I was chuffed obv, my first paid booking etc ... I had only been DJing for 6 months or something, little did I know. So anyway NYE came around and it transpired that the management had changed in the meantime, but they called me up to check I was still doing it so I said yeah of course.
Naturally on the night I showed up with my reggae and soon the queue to complain about the music was longer than the queue at the bar ... eventually the management people lost patience and went into some back room and came out with a horrible old box of tunes that they requested I play instead, I don't remember what was in it except that it was quite like your average charity shop record crate, they insisted I play Grease "Summer Loving" at midnight and that if I didn't they weren't going to pay me, I had always quite disliked that tune, since then I have hated it. I remember arguing with them, "Look, you've hired me to play my records blah blah..." but they said "No, we've hired you to play RECORDS, not YOUR records", which strictly speaking was probably correct.
I learnt a lot that night.
Naturally on the night I showed up with my reggae and soon the queue to complain about the music was longer than the queue at the bar ... eventually the management people lost patience and went into some back room and came out with a horrible old box of tunes that they requested I play instead, I don't remember what was in it except that it was quite like your average charity shop record crate, they insisted I play Grease "Summer Loving" at midnight and that if I didn't they weren't going to pay me, I had always quite disliked that tune, since then I have hated it. I remember arguing with them, "Look, you've hired me to play my records blah blah..." but they said "No, we've hired you to play RECORDS, not YOUR records", which strictly speaking was probably correct.
I learnt a lot that night.
hahahaha so classic! i can totally see a young Crofton going through this. hahaha so adorable!
crofton
Well-known member
Well it was a baptism of fire in a way, but very useful.
Some time after I was playing at a house party and this girl came up and was giving it the usual have you got something we can dance to, I don't like this stuff etc etc, she was quite persistent, I was standing behind the decks with the headphones round my neck listening to her for a bit and eventually I said "Look I'm sorry, I know what you mean but I'm not the DJ, he's gone out for a bit, I'll tell him when he comes back" and she gave me a confused look and walked off. I think she was drunk tho. Probably wouldn't work in all circumstances but worth trying if you're stuck.
Some time after I was playing at a house party and this girl came up and was giving it the usual have you got something we can dance to, I don't like this stuff etc etc, she was quite persistent, I was standing behind the decks with the headphones round my neck listening to her for a bit and eventually I said "Look I'm sorry, I know what you mean but I'm not the DJ, he's gone out for a bit, I'll tell him when he comes back" and she gave me a confused look and walked off. I think she was drunk tho. Probably wouldn't work in all circumstances but worth trying if you're stuck.