This DJ

Try not to envy my powerful speaker output.

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy! 

Many of you may not know this but I have been harboring DJ desires for some time now (just check out my wallpaper). 

On the last Friday of every month my grad school hosts a social hour. I've had some interesting times at these events. The first time I showed up not knowing that I was supposed to bring my own cup for the wine. I ended up drinking wine directly from the bottle; girl out of South, South not out of girl, etc. The next time I wore a lengha and a fake nose ring. 

Our usual DJ graduated last semester and the one that replaced him last Friday was okay but he seemed to still be learning the ropes. I contacted our student council president and asked her if I could DJ at our next event. Not only did she approve the idea but it turns out that she was planning to have a competition to choose who will DJ our Halloween party ( an outside gig that actually require "DJ insurance"). 

Well this was all well and good except for the fact that I had never actually used any sort of DJ equipment. Turns out, neither had the other DJ. I ran into him and he told me the school had just purchased the Numark IDJ3. I went home and watched some YouTube tutorials and then made arrangements to check ours out so I could fiddle around with it and fumble my way towards mixing greatness.

The device is light and easy to hook up. It comes with a iPod docking station (which seems to render the deck buttons useless) and software that allows for interface with a laptop. 

I had fun learning how to cue, fade and scratch. This little marvel also allows you to mix, loop and record your own tracks on your iPod. 

There's a lot more for me to learn but I feel confident enough to face my colleagues this Friday whilst blending a playlist and tweaking a nob or two for effect.

My life goal is to have a 20-year career as a diplomat before retiring to Ibiza and becoming a granny DJ. I want to do things old school with Technics turntables, and some dude named Lars to hand me my records. If things get rowdy I'll just go all wide-eyed when the police show up and talk about how in my day, young people knew how to behave.

My iPod Nano gives a subtle shout out to 2008