If I woke up in the morning and had to look in the mirror and say,"Knox, you are a DJ!," I would put a bullet through my head.

If you are a DJ, and you are reading this, it is not too late for you. You may be addicted to the easy money and easier women, and you may not ever, ever have the discipline required to make real art, but you can escape the soul-killing shame of pretending to possess some skills, knowledge, or talent, beyond sucking ass for bookings, and buying other peoples' records to play. Write me: there is a solution. 

Comments (4)

I'm dying to know
written by Billter, September 21, 2007

What's the solution? I want that formula!

you need to send money
written by kb, September 21, 2007

i will give you a bank account #

then ... the solution.

I need help...
written by Attitude, September 22, 2007

I'm stuck in the lame ass club scene doing my thing...

As you advised, I think with my pocketbook now...

I am a KJ, not a DJ, and have always remained humble to the fact that all I am is basically a technician...

Besides, like your burning man parody, I am not interested in young stupid smelly drunk girls who have never read a book anyway...

Maybe I will move to Berkeley... Nah! Hawaii...

Aloha!

...
written by Candy, September 30, 2007

They had those poor kids tied to the system until they got it right!

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