I'd like to think that my days of dj worship are over, and mostly they are, but last night i was reduced to a drunken dj fanboy circa 1998 when i used to take disco biscuits and wear sunglasses inside. For real, DJ Eli was awesome. Nothing i hadn't heard before (and sadly no disco), but all so smoothly mixed that the dancefloor was heaving all night. He changed tempo like a hundred times, and when he played The Cure, i totally lost my shit and started gyrating and strutting like a an epileptic peacock. Jane was dancing with her high heels on her hands, and the fat dude in the lumo clothes next to me fell over lank times. It was that good.
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did he play 900 number?
Not that i remember, but he did play i want your soul, and lots of MIA.
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