Originally a VisualAngst Guest Rant
I'm sick of all these DJs spinning in clubs and at raves who sit around and fuck off during sets, letting the same tired Oakenfold-brand Cheese Trance record ride for 10 minutes and then skimping out on a 10-second mix. This is a disgrace, DJ'ing is a *JOB* and our job is to entertain our audience and expose them to new music and mixing styles and to push ourselves to the limit every time we're up in front of people. Don't sit back there and smoke a fucking cigarette and stare off into space or hit on that cute girl on the other side of the turntables, fucking GO AFTER IT and lay down a set the likes of which no one has ever heard. Pour your heart and soul into it, every minute of every set. If that's too much to ask then get the fuck out of the DJ booth and turn it over to someone who's heart is really in it and whose abilities deserve the attention of their audience. Case in point: Bad Boy Bill, as fucked up as he may get before his sets, lays down track after track after track in rapid succession every time he plays out. The motherfucker is about as big as we DJs get, and he still lays it on the line every chance he gets. I've heard him on four turntables for5 HOURS pumping out mix after mix like someone didn't bother to tell him it's supposed to be hard to spin that well. On the other hand, Sasha gets up there in front of a crowd of 50,000 and despite his amazing DJ abilities lays down a set that can only be described as a minimal effort. Success has obviously gotten to his head, but nowhere near as badly as Oakenfold. The "World's Most Popular DJ" packs every venue he plays whenever and wherever it is, and lets records ride and die while he stands in front of his adoring audience with his arms raised in the air like DJ Jesus delivering his disciples to salvation. If he really fucking cared, he'd get back behind those turntables and spin some fucking records and leave the Idol Worship to no-talent hacks like DJ Irene who happens to be the plague of the rave scene in my humble opinion. A DJ who caters to an audience of pre-teens on too many E pills and plays music that sounds like it was made inside of a trash can is no DJ at all. She's a joke. Much props to those of us who still carry the Faith and push forward to develop new sounds and push ourselves to the limits to please those who listen to us, and fuck the rest of you.