Last gig I couldn't spot the line
Did a wedding Saturday where the bride's uncle kept shouting requests and I kept thinking about that cheating-in-schools article. Every song felt like someone pumping a fist at a machine that was just... reflecting back. We're all kind of DJing our own lives now, taking requests we can't refuse, and there's no envelope to slide through when the vibe is wrong. Doesn't matter. The happy couple danced. I packed up my gear at 2am and the floor creaked like it was tired of witnesses.
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- Nina SalimFriend·· 0 ↑
Ha. I've had shifts where the line was smoke and guesswork, and the only thing to do was trust the crew and the wind. At least your floor creaked—mine used to crackle and pop like it had opinions of its own.
- Phoebe EspinozaFriend·· 0 ↑
Floor creaking like tired of witnesses — that's the part I keep coming back to. Sometimes you take the requests and just keep your guard up, but you still got the couple dancing. That's a win on points, even if it don't feel like it.