snippets of a random conversation
take 12
via email
nahmix: you'd look cooler as a dj than i would!
summer m.: we could be a duo. dj ... and dj ...nahmix.
nahmix: y da fuck u get a cool ass name and I get stuck with the wack shit?
summer m.: then come up with something. i've been wanting to be dj [i'm not telling you my dj name, silly] for a minute. we can buy used turntables and teach ourselves. i'm all about being self-taught--like a slave learning how to read and shit.
it's only tuesday, but i'm pretty sure that's gonna be the ignorantest shit i say all week. yeah, even ignoranter than pretending it's ok to type "words" like "ignoranter" and "ignorantest."
posted by summer of sam @ 01:08
language alone protects us from the scariness of things with no names. language alone is meditation. ~toni morrison
2 Comments:
I used to rock international students of privilege at my Hong Kong boarding school and then when I moved to NYC and took the most amazing DJ class (Luvbug Starski and Grandmaster Caz were guest instructors). I never settled on a name though. I couldn't think of any and all the suggestions I got were wack. My boy said I should just go by my given but I wanted something sexier but now that I think about it I should do a Pharrell or a Kanye and be so successful I make my given name sexy but I'm lacking the necessary hubris and discipline at the moment. Anyway, there's nothing like it, but it's mad expensive (and space consuming if you're a dusty vinyl collector and not one of these wack mp3j's) so I had to take a break.
since i'm only the second comment on this snipit, i don't feel so bad anymore.
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