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In the 90s, I managed a nightclub. The owner of the club also owned a mixed zoning apartment building (sports bar on the first floor). As part of our compensation, employees could get an apartment in lieu of some wages. Most of the club DJs lived there. The sports bar regularly called up to complain about the noise from DJs practicing, which was especially surreal given that the bar also had live music.
“If your ears don’t bleed, it ain’t music”
Crank the volume, ears are bleedin’
I still don’t know what I’m singin’!





