The DJ is playing “Dancing On My Own,” a true banger, but this version of it is... off.
Is it the tempo (a hair too slow, not enough to notice if you’re not paying attention, but enough to bum me out), or the incessant swooooOOOOOSH of phase effects, or the st-st-stutter of the vocals looped and repeated?
A bad DJ can make you hate a song you love, just by playing it wrong.
As I walk around the sales floor of the shoe department, I find myself singing a phrase over and over from the song “Panic” by The Smiths: “Hang the DJ, hang the DJ, hang the DJ....,” but no one hears over the blare.
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