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… is really not the way to open any kind of discussion with a DJ. However, not wishing to be impolite, John T merely raised an eyebrow, as he took in the incongruously beige be-suited city boy type leaning over the DJ booth and said “Um, well, you could just not ask me for it, then”. “No, it’s not for a song,” the man replied with a sneer. “Can you just turn it down a bit?” “What?” “It’s really loud, can you turn it down a bit?” “But… it’s a fucking nightclub,” protested John T, gesturing to the writhing bacchanalian throng occupying the dancefloor. At this, the desperately misguided individual became quite irate. Understandable, really. Why should a club full of regulars be allowed to have a good time? He wanted it quiet, we should have turned it down. In retrospect, BSL feel a collective shudder of guilt at our appalling selfishness. In particular, the cruel moment when John D asked what was going on, John T explained, and then the two of them laughed like drains in the man's face seems, in hindsight, to be terribly bad form. “Look, we’re not going to turn it down, so you might as well go away.” The man in question was last seen on a Virgin Pendolino demanding a refund because it had no wings, and telling anyone who would listen about the outrageous lack of cheese in his coffee. Our prayers are with him.
NB: If this person was you, we think we can help. There are lots of places one can go for quiet reflection after midnight. Home; a park; a curry house, whatever. You will note that none of these places are futurist electro pop discos. This is not a coincidence.
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