Wednesday, May 15, 2002

There are not many more things more pathetic than two DJs playing music for nobody. They stood there with expressions on their faces that asked and whined at the same time, “Why are we here? This is stupid. Why are we here? This is stupid. Why are we here? This is stupid.” It may be disconcerting to a DJ have people ignore a his and of course her performance. There is no call and response, especially when people are there to eat free hamburgers, hot dogs, and cubes of cheese. But perhaps there will be that college girl who will shout out, “Ooh, I love this song!” then try to grab some guy's hand, but the guy’s too embarrassed to dance at a picnic. But maybe that DJ will notice the joy he or she is providing during the picnic, then will try to match the song that’s he’s spinning with another similarly nostalgic song. Say he and again she plays “Under Pressure” by Queen and David Bowie then plays “Walk on the Wild Side” by Lou Reed. That, in my opinion would be a nice nostalgic one-two punch. Pow, pow.