When a DJ with no skills shows up to a party. Or when your friend with bad music taste gets a hold of the aux chord in the car.
How can we have a great time at this party when DJ no skills is in the mix!!
Hey guys let's play some rhinestone cowboy! Come on really? Who let DJ no skills take control? Dj disc jockey no music skills
A new class of DJ that is beyond the "press play dj" you all are used to. Faux DJ'ing consists of any of the following DJ No No's while on stage, but not limited to:
Social Media Moments "ie. Facebook Live" - aka Stage Basking
Big Drop with Both Hands in the Air - aka the Rollincoaster
Fake Knob Touching - aka Knob Mobbin
Using Headphones that Sound Awful and aren't Insulated - ie. Beats, Skullcandy, or any Earbuds - aka Dullcandy Headphones
Playing Classic Techno Hits Remixed into Top 40's EDM - aka Re-Rubadub Refix Remix Bootleg
Staying in a Groove for Less than 1 Minute "Unless Playing Hip Hop, Breaks, or Scratching" - aka Faux Limit Soldier
No Cueing - aka Cueless
No Beat Matching - aka Cheat Matching
Audible BPM Track Transitions - No Headphones or Hands Needed "Proof is in the Pre-production" - aka Propagation Validation
Hugging your Competition in Front of "Your" Fans - aka Busyness Practices
Magically Morphs into DJ Preacher - aka Microfaux Hero
Sandstorm by Darude is for Private Listening ONLY! "Darude would agree" - aka Blandstorm
Jim: Dude, you wanna hit up that Festy with us this weekend?
Bob: Who's all playing there?
Jim: Only some of the biggest and best DJ's ever!
Bob: Sweet! Is this a DMC Championship?
Jim: Whats a DMC Championship?
Bob: Nevermind, and NO, I'm not paying to see a bunch of Faux DJ's.
Sharing music on Friday mornings to kick off your weekend. Songs can be whatever your current favorite jam is, something related to current events, or a fun throw back.
Trying to decide on my selection for Friday DJ Club. I can’t believe we have been doing this now for 4 years! I love getting new music recommendations and rockin’ out to the classics. Thanks SS and CV!
The act of being so cranked out that you lay on your belly on the floor and try to stare under the door jam to see or hear what's going on the other side because you're so paranoid and on meth.
I went to Ben's house, but he was too dj-ed out, so I left.