I just spent the last 4 days of my life in San Diego and I have to say that some DJs out there are totally unaware of how to hold it down. Don’t get me wrong, I love reggae and what I like to call “safety hits” (ie: Jackson 5, Amy Winehouse, Kanye, and 311) but four days of that stuff will make anyone miss being in Atlanta.
Attention bogus DJs of the world: Get skills and get schooled. Playing an entire Kanye song and cross-fading to a Jay-Z song doesn’t give you the right to be on stage. Just because you have a computer doesn’t mean you can drop beats. The same rule applies to your friend who has Photoshop on said computer. He can’t design either. I just spent my evening fixing his busted-looking show flyer.
In Atlanta, when our DJs make remixes, they actually re-mix and reinterpret songs. There are a lot of pseudo-turntable chumps that should take a lesson or two from Rob Wonder‘s takes on Weezy’s Lollipop and Milli… suitable for P’Tree and Ponce escapades. It’s good to be back at home in the Dirty Dirty.