A day in the life of a DJ
Hey. My name is Sveta. I live in Moscow. I am 28 years old. On a specialty I am a designer, advertiser, enjoys photography, and for 11 years worked as a DJ.
The DJ - a person who creates an atmosphere in nightclubs, selecting and reducing the individual tracks into one long never-ending and mix so that when you dance, there was silence.
Having achieved quite a good result, the DJ starts to go on tour in different cities of the country. The essence of our work is to come to the club and play there for two hours of great music, so much so that all "stood on the ears" :)
Damn nice work, club oplachiaet roads, hotels, food and alcohol. Two hours sounds only kinds of music, chosen by you yourself, and probably the most important thing - it's a terrific impact and power of people, which stands for .. :)!
Usually on tour I fly on an airplane, t. To. Speaking from Kaliningrad to Vladivostok and in the near abroad. In the nearby cities I prefer to travel by car t. To. Absolutely do not like trains.
My husband is also a DJ, and this time we were invited together to the city of Vladimir, a nightclub, "The Sun".
We work in the clubs we weekends, during the week we select and download the new music, write in two languages, his radio program which designs clothes, go to a fitness club, meeting with friends, and doing all the things that people usually do in subbotu- Sunday.
On the night of September 30 to October 1 was a Saturday, and it means - It's Party Time;)
I wake up and I roll about 15-20 minutes, raking mail, reading posts on social networks. Therefore, the laptop is always in the evening on the nightstand.
The specifics of this is that if I have to be vigorous at night, can not get up early. I'm not against. I like to sleep ... It seems the clock is a little different. On the phone right.
I'm going to the bathroom. In my opinion, still dreaming ...
Then in the shower ...
Back to the bedroom. This dresser lives my cosmetics, take the necessary things and put in a bag. Painted during the day, and even on the road would not be desirable.
While going, choose the drive and turn on the music. In the living room-kitchen-hall had long been playing with any laptop through the speakers connected to wi-fi, and in the bedroom all the old fashioned way. I hope that soon it will fix :)
to choose things. As always, nothing to wear. We must look to the second half of the cabinet :)
I love cats, but at present I'm allergic. Therefore I collect figurines. This, for example, dragged from Sydney. I could not understand why he's terribly heavy. Just read the house that he cat-dverepodpiratel. Ivory works well!
Outside the window, the weather is a typical Moscow-autumn - the sun, the rain ...
I brew your favorite milk oolong tea, without which it simply can not do in the morning. Lemon did not add, he did ... for a picture :)
Cooking in the morning (yes, the morning for me - when I get up, at least in two days, at least seven in the evening) laziness. Therefore, like so:
The second dish was for them. This is our little friends - rice finches. (Mom left, right Dad)
And this is their adult son. Surprisingly, sometimes the dark Parents appear such svetlenkie chicks
Dad hatches newcomers nestlings. Very responsible man :)
Cats in the kitchen there are mandatory :)
On the table are promotional drives our mixes, we will give a party. Do not forget to take!
I can not do without tea and coffee without a husband. Soluble does not recognize the "three in one" despises :)
for breakfast. We unloaded the clean dishes, dirty loaded.
a little downcast in the internet.
Design lounge Few elements
How many times?
It's time to go.
We go down in the parking lot. About a year ago, cheerful guest workers painted walls. Everyone likes. Somehow immediately adjusts a good way :)
Lit tire pressure sensor. Let us down. But forgot to refuel.
For a long time digging, time flies.
Navigator discovered the cork from the Lenin Yasenevo up and took us on Ostrovityanova. We looked into the cork - felt sad.
But the weather improved. I love when the trees here are!
Ostrovityanova passed quickly. Trade union is also pleased with the freedom of movement.
Again the clouds in a heap :(
Looking at it, I remember the stupid texts from the textbook in German, which often begins with the word "Moscow - the industrial city ..."
Well, Moscow, meanwhile, retreated to the eyeballs. This is probably the gardeners, who for some reason were not evacuated on Friday night and flooded the outer Ring Road and is now half the city. Yeah .... if Luzhkov was not like this :)
Oh, well, finally a little resorbed.
And the rain drizzling.
Two hours of "vomiting" in traffic, just go to the track. In Balashikha traditionally all worth it.
Again the weather gets better. From these changes, headache.
We stopped for coffee and left with two bags of food. And, yes, Mac Saturday is a disaster - very, very many people about the poppy-cars do not say anything - trailer of wheelbarrows.
meet us went a long column, barely had time to get the camera down from the back of the bag. I always: camera in hand - nothing is happening, but you have gathered - and the aliens landed on earth.
We decided to try a new dressing.
Finally got to the hotel! Damn it, so long to go from home to Vladimir (I'm here not for the first time) had never ever! I wonder how light rain created a bunch of failures and, when viewed as a whole, one big traffic jams. Looking ahead to say we arrived back in 3, 5 hours. It might be faster if left earlier and slipped coming home gardeners.
Now we have to quickly put himself in order, and to the club. By the way, I love how in this room, sloping ceilings and windows entering into the sky!
to disassemble the bag. And your husband ... well, a small bag. All you might need a man on the road, easily fit into a small package.
out of the shower, and we have to come out of my friend Vladimir - Alexander. She works in a club where we stand today, and engaged us as long as we in Vladimir.
to dress up and painted. Sometimes it turns out very soon :)
30 minutes ... all :)
To a party ready. Control photo before exiting. The taxi is waiting.
If you do not mind, another photo of Alexandra, who knows how to properly prepare for a hot party :)
Husband will now act as "angry bird"
In front of the club - our poster.
In a sold-out club. This is my working place for the night.
drop dead thing, long story, it :)
And there should be at least two.
People gathered very positive, not pop, loving the right music. Respect.
The mood at 5+ at all!
to come back a friend of mine. Dj Lisa. To my right. She played in a different club in the pre-party.
Her friends, meanwhile, drank rum and juice and ... well, they have fun :)
People, it seems, too, blew up the bar :)
in the prime-time club for about 2 nights. Came dancers.
Local photographer. Shirikov shot me, get pictures with terrible disproportionate limbs of wildly funny.
With my job sometimes come across interesting angles :)
Fans of our radio program, buy T-shirts with our logo and come in them to parties. Very nice. We try to encourage the disks out of the lineup.
finished playing. I stood my husband. Time 2:40 - remember exactly!
The distribution disks.
All the performances are recorded on video. I do not know who and where to look for this record.
Whose cup? My? Why empty ?! :)
For DJ (job DJ) is vip. This happens rarely, usually a wall. Fans and fans of dance with DJ.
our work time is about to end. Volodya is changing with the resident (DJ, constantly working in this club)
This service tubzike club. Sweetheart ikebana.
They returned to the hotel. As we drank rum, we will not go anywhere. Going to sleep. I wash my face.
The party was great! Force is no more. Naplyasalas :) If the DJ does not want to dance to their own music, it does not want, and all the rest.
Just take a nap time. In the afternoon we will go home.