I worked a DJ job tonight, it was a birthday party for a 13 year old. I can’t imagine dancing in such a manner at that age. These kids were polite and it was a good show (that’s what I call the sound jobs) but they were grinding on each other the entire time! Boys with girls, girls with girls, a boy with a few girls, I’m not that old, and I know how to dance that way but I’m also NOT 13. Yes you read that right, 13 years old.
We only play radio edited music, but the grandparent that organized the party said, “The kids have been told they can bring their iPods so please make sure to have a connection.” We reminded her that we cannot control the language or content of the music they play from their iPods. She said, “I don’t care what they play.”
My ears are still thumping, but they had fun. I don’t think I’ve heard that many cuss words ever. I’m still in shock. I guess I’m getting old.