In Praise of the DJ

In Praise of the DJ
Add to that the skepticism, if not outright hostility, much of our society shows toward the notions of expertise and hard-won knowledge. If you’ve ever found yourself losing your mind in a dance club or at a festival, you may have glanced over to the DJ booth and uttered a little prayer for the guy or girl with the skillz to take the crowd to the heights of ecstasy. Like the entitled partygoer who demands Lil Pump’s “Gucci Gang” when the D.J. New software and hardware tools allow the neophyte to deploy a base version of skills that take decades to perfect. were merely a flesh-and-blood iPod to poke and prod. Or the promoters who figure that, if you can get any old robot with an iTunes account to play whatever’s charting on the radio, why pay for specialness? That’s because, for the art of D.J.ing, technology has been as much of a disrupter as it has been a boon. Keep reading. is on an entirely different musical planet, as if a D.J. We’ve also seen the nurturing of an entire generation for whom music is an à la carte experience. If you’re lucky you’ll be dancing to an honest-to-God disc jockey — not to someone’s Spotify playlist or the musings of the latest demi-celebrities to fancy themselves party conductors. On New Year’s Eve, you’ll be dancing, one hopes. This article from the New York Times praises the life-saving properties of the DJ. What this means is that people treat D.J.s as if they’re disposable. A real D.J. Many people claim the title but far fewer embody it. is part shaman, part tech-wizard, part crowd psychologist, all artist.