I used to play at this lounge/bar type place. It was kind of on the upscale end of things, but still really chill, and dubstep kind of fit the bill. This one night a guy comes up to me, thick foriegn accent, maybe Greek?, and asks me if I have a pitch control, but really really snobby, so I replied NO. (i got a lot of heckling at this place as it was a mish mash of people most nights, some down, some there cuz it was the new place to be, etc). He looks at me funny then asks if I can "slow it down" (im literally playing like 125 bpm dub techno at this point) and play something syncopated. But this guy was such a douche I said NO again. (if he had let me alone I would have gotten into some dubstep which would have fit the bill) anyway...this guy must have been dropping a lot of cash that night as the owner (a douche too) comes up and says "oh could you please play his request, he's a good customer, yadda yadda yadda." so i throw on some tribally techno and slam the pitch control to -8 and this tool proceeds to start dancing some fucking Salsa with one of the girls he's with around the little tables and seats in front of me. it was just one of those, wtf moments.
i played rusko next, and that guy and his party were gone within 3 minutes.
