I was DJing with Clark Warner and we were supposed to be doing a downtempo tag team set, and both of us had been looking forward to this for a while. However, this was not going to be the case..as we had several "girls" come up to us repeatedly during the early hours of the night asking for us to play hip hop.
After ignoring them for a good hour, one girl finally came up with a stack of CDs. She went to her car and brought them in for us to play. While this was a very thoughtful gesture on her part, the less than pleasant side of me wanted to torch her CDs with my lighter, or play them at extremely low pitches soaked in some Pioneer DJ EFX. Things only got better when the pack of banshees decided to start yelping the mantra "hip hop! hip hop!" over some record Clark was playing.
