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Weddings, Weddings, Weddings…

I just DJ’d a wedding last night and I’ve got another one to do today. This isn’t as easy as you might think because when weddings are so close you start to forget which bride asked you to “be sure and play some Pat Green” or “Don’t play any Single Ladies by Beyonce!”

I take lots of notes and I bring them with me to the reception, but when you are in the heat of the moment going from punk to funk all while taking requests and interacting with the crowd it’s hard to stop and look at your notes.

For some reason last night I felt like I was in some weird time warp while playing music from multiple generations. Perhaps it was the myriad of lights I had going that were whirring at a frenetic pace that made me feel as if I was tripping on acid, or it could have been the music being so loud next to me or the fact that I cut my finger very deeply and lost about a pint of blood. I’m not sure what it was but I was off my game all night.

Microphone feedback is never good, but to have feedback twice for me is unheard of. Couple that with strange volume issues and general lethargy and you have a recipe for disaster. Fortunately, I held myself together and at the end of the night I felt like I had done a good job. Did I rock the party clean off their feet? Yes and No. But I don’t always consider that to be my problem. Some groups aren’t as wild as others and not every party is going to be an off-the-charts success (but most of mine are).

Tonight I have wedding number two and I expect that it will be a little more rocking since the reception starts at five and people will most likely be more awake and lively. We’ll see how it goes. What’s going on in your world?

By Evan Stark

Eddie Renz is an avid fan of Egyptology, Wilbur Smith and bacon. Not a fan of humility but often finds himself humbled when he is around people who understand numbers like the Fibonacci sequence and Pi.

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