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When the DJ Puts On a New Song and People Cheer
The beat slows. The sweaty joyful dancing people pull back into standing positions, their ears cocked. Crystal Castles melts away and the next tune…is almost recognizable…it’s on the tip of your tongue—
Christ, what are these fucking poseurs doing? Why are they all woo!-ing like 13-year-old cheerleaders doing herkies from the sideline before the boys’ basketball fucking championship? This is why I never fucking go to this bar. Next a legally drunk chick will lean over the booth and spill her martini on the equipment and ruin everybody’s night.
Losers: I understand that you’re excited that the DJ just pulled D.A.N.C.E. out of its washed-up sleeve. Kindly keep it to yourself.
(Also bad: when the DJ drops the sound so everyone has to sing along. Dude, I am not here to listen to drunk chicks belt, “Who-oah!”.)
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