Exmouth, United Kingdom
It’s 3 am on Sunday morning, it’s raining and you are just getting in. Wouldn’t be bad if you had been out for a night on the town with friends enjoying a good meal with great company, followed by a night to remember in various entertainment establishments.
But no, you have just finished putting away all the gear in the lock up after packing it all into your van, driving for an hour with the windows wound down to stay awake after your second wedding of the weekend where you have played all the same records that you played the night before.
Mind you, its been a good one, only two people attempting to spill their drinks into your mixer as they tell you to “play some bangin’ bassline choons and get this old stuff off” while you have a full dancefloor enjoying the motown track you’re playing. You even managed to get all your gear packed away without a drunken bridesmaid asking you to “play one more you boring sod” as she has her arm wrapped round the best man’s neck.