All Ears DJ

arty. Best of luck to you two!

spin a creative and unique mix of songs and everyone was very kind. Cheers!

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ck and watch a mariachi band.

as easy to rock with ya'll! Hit me up to discuss a collaboration on your upcoming yo-yo performances ;)

s especially fun to interact with your family on the acoustic set and vibe about Wilco and other groups we grew up with. And I didn't even fall in the pool! ;)

h ya'll!

was cute as heck!

dding last Saturday. Instead I’ve been paralyzed with night sweats because you continue to berate me with these ridiculous falsehoods and accusations. The absolute nightmare was you. No one will tell you that in the gilded world in which you live in, but all the vendors at the wedding who weren’t being paid to appease you agreed wholeheartedly that you were OUR worst wedding of the year. Before I dive into it, let’s start with the basics. You never even said hello to me. Not once did you introduce yourself or thank me for DJing your wedding. Instead you hid passive-aggressively behind the veneer of your wedding planners. I hope you paid them an amount suitable for all the BS they had to choke down and vomit back up as smiles. You never once expressed empathy for the death of my Grandma in the days preceding your wedding. I delivered the eulogy at her funeral on Friday, buried her and flew back to the Bay fully confident that I could nonetheless bring a good spirit and professional attitude to your wedding. My Grandma’s passing is NOT an excuse for anything that happened at your wedding, only an illustration of the fact that you were completely focused on yourself and insensitive to my needs and emotions as a human being. You referred to me as “ghetto”, a detail that was not lost on my black wife as we sorted through the fallout from your barrage of mean-spirited emails in the days following your wedding. For you as an upper-class Chinese woman to use such terms indicates your complete lack of cultural sensitivity and frankly your ignorance and racism. The only interaction we had on your wedding night was you berating me about playing a song for the father/daughter dance that you had chosen a month prior on our phone call. I apologize for not catching the revision, but with an almost-daily barrage of emails and changes in the month prior to the wedding that’s exactly the sort of thing that’s bound to happen. You made no mention of the fact that your ceremony was executed flawlessly and your dance floor was packed for two hours. Are such things indicative of a one-star performance? Now here are some things that did not happen at your wedding. I was not “hostile” nor rude to your family, friends or wedding planners. There were a couple moments during the evening where I was exasperated and yes it probably showed. But I did not direct this energy at anyone in particular, I only occasionally took a minute to compose myself and come back to perform the job I was hired to do. I did not consume alcohol at your wedding. Around 10pm I tried to get a beer (and boy could I have used one!), but your planner informed me that vendors were not allowed to drink because “it’s a liability”. Well frankly I’m 38 years old and I’m liable for own decisions, but I nonetheless left the beer at the bar and finished my set. My energy was not “negative” nor “low”. I try to avoid being on the mic when it’s not necessary, and if I would have been on the mic more it probably would have been awkward. The timeline kept getting shifted around and I was receiving conflicting directions from your planning and catering team. My DJ set was interrupted not once but TWICE by a Chinese street performer named Mr. Chunky. While I was more than happy to accomodate Mr. Chunky’s first performance, it became increasingly clear that Mr. Chunky wanted to be the star of the show. These interruptions curtailed any momentum we were building during the dance portion of the evening, as we had to kick people off the dance floor and turn all the lights on. The only reason the slideshow was not looping for the duration of the reception was because you didn’t walk over to me and ask for it. I removed my projector and screen from the dancefloor during dinner at the request of the catering staff, but it could have been turned on at anytime. This wedding is a classic example of what happens when a bride is so obsessed with her wedding being “perfect” that she barely enjoys herself and walks away resentful that her wedding fell short of the Disney movie she envisioned in her dreams. I guess someone has to take the blame and too often it is the DJ. It should also be noted that despite my clear communication that your remaining balance was due prior to the start of your wedding, you withheld it for three days to spite me. I appreciate you finally paying it but this was a petty act on your part. I hate that it’s come to this, but when you slander my good reputation I’m not the sort of business owner who is going to “cowtow” to you like the rest of the help in your life. You are accountable for the mud you fling and in this case you are way out of line. PS: Sorry I didn’t play any Coldplay. They haven’t been good since their first two records and no one dances to Coldplay. Also, “Blurred Lines” is by Robin Thicke not “Alan Thick”.