Sat. May 21st. Torch light parade with friends from out of town & some
dancing & drinking. Woo Hoo! So far so good. Right? If only I could have
been raptured up so I didn't have to listen to the horrible DJ. When one
goes out dancing, some heavy a** bass is expected. What's not expected is a
DJ that has no clue how to adjust his levels. The bass was cranked up so
loud that the sound sysytem couldn't handle it & the club sounded like a
crappy car stereo some 16 year old kid crammed into an even crappier car.
(Hello, earth to DJ, anyone there?) The scrolling LED sign that encourages
requests of all your favorite hits to be played by said DJ, turned out to
be highly miss leading. What kind of DJ leaves his mixers unattended, for
any amount of time, much less 20kknd minutes while walking around talking
to people and getting himself drinks? A crappy DJ. That is the answer.