Tuesday, December 27, 2011

IT'S GOIN DOWN! Time to hate on whack Radio DJ's.....

First and foremost, if you haven't fuckin noticed, I would consider myself a bit of a hater, tastefully of course. I don't hate on any ones hustle or grind, as long as it is legitimate. But what we are about to dive into is one of the most annoying professions in the world; the dreaded Whack Radio DJ...






Now let's not get confused with the occasional or even consistent DJ that goes on the various stations and mixes throughout the night or does special appearances. That's all love and brings new music to the airwaves, positive. It's the ever so loud and obnoxious Radio DJ's that are designated on their stations say in and day out that continue to fill your ears with bullshit. Rockin out to their best blend of Top 40, but making sure to ruin the first 50seconds or more of the incoming song. Talking about their bullshit music festival with that is in some arena with special guests Mims or Tyga. WAIT! I'm not a huge fan of these two, not hating on them, they do their thing, but by all means are not special guests to a large music festival. But back to these radio cronies; you know the ones I'm talking about, the ones that get on the mic and bullshit just spills out their mouth like-


"YO IT'S GOIN DOWN, RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW! TELL YOUR MOTHA, YOUR SISTA, EVEN YOUR DOG! WE PLAYIN THAT NEW KESHA JOINT AND BRINGIN DOWN THE HOUSE!! BE SURE TO GRAB YOUR MONSTER JINGLE ALPHA JAM TICKETS FOR ONLY $100 EACH!!"


Like the radio stations aren't worse enough with the same songs playing over and over on a loop all day and being paid by the record labels to just play the same cheesy Billboard hits to please the 15 year old boppers sittin somewhere in the suburbs. Now we got these ass clowns yellin on the mic about events, artists, and news we don't even care about!


"YO SHOUTS TO ALL MY LISTENERS! YA'LL HEAR BRITNEY SPEARS WAS AT STARBUCKS TODAY BUYING AN ICED COFFEE?! CAN YOU BELIEVE SHE WAS SPOTTED? WOOOHAAAA!"


I can't even depict a good impression, that is how much these people drive me crazy. I mean I understand we all gotta have work, and maybe it's just a paycheck to some of them, but others live and breathe to be annoying on the mic. Not to mention, they have ridiculous stage names, Homie Dawg 105, Sierra Sarah, Nothing But Money Hunny. (All of these are fake examples because I don't wanna hear any shit from these JAMN fiends, KISS 108 fools or HOT 97 jokers. Plus I avoid legal slander.)


But in all honesty, this post is just to vent about how ridiculous these assholes are and how much I appreciate satellite radio, pod casts and other forms of non commercial radio. Although I'm sure some of those even have babbling idiots on them as well. I hope you share my hatred for these animals and if you don't, well then I hope you go deaf listening to these fools mixed in with their awesome T-Pain mixes and waste of money concerts.


Get on board with some real music. Check out Mark Farina's Mushroom Jazz mixes for all you hip hoppers and jazz fiends.


Jump over to datpiff.com and grab new hip hop mix tapes, take a chance on an artist you've never even heard of, you might be surprised. And if it sucks, just delete it, no harm done.


Or check out these blogs goodmusicallday.com and thissongissick.com. Lame ass names, but they tend to have a few gems on their site here and there.


Educate yourself with music, don't be slaves to the commercial radio airwaves!


BTW that dude in the picture's name is DJ Phat Fabes....I fuckin told you they have whack ass names.

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