Working in radio is pretty cool. Most Radio DJ’s will let you think they don’t like it by complaining publicly about how little they get paid, or how they wish they could do something else. But the truth is, at least for the most part, that we dig working in radio. You get to meet rock stars, people come up and say hi to you in public, and I haven’t paid to see a band play live since 1996 (I think it was Blink 182 and Pennywise, but I could be wrong).
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But occasionally disaster strikes. Today, my headphones broke. The headphones are to the DJ what the sword is to a samurai. The light saber to a Jedi, The spatula to the world’s greatest BBQ chef!
it's possible that I need more work to do when I’m here.
Some of you will be tempted to say “just do that thing where you hold them up to one ear.” Yeah, that doesn’t work for what I do. I wish it did, I mean it looks a lot cooler than putting some giant cans on your head like I’m about to take a 27 hour flight to Kuwait. But for radio stuff, I need both sides. At least I know that if I can’t fix this pair, I’m just an iPod playlist away from spinning in the clubs as the world famous "DJ SoggyBottom"
Awww daaaayumm! I shoulda run to the battroom while playing that 18 minute Avicii mix
So I’m going to throw some Kragle on this and hope to Hell it holds. Otherwise I have to borrow Ritchie’s headphones. He wears his at the gym.