I once spun hardcore techno at a house club. I never got invited back to DJ at that particular venue, but if one kid on the dance floor thought "No fucking way he's spinning hardcore this is so awesome" then it was worth it.
Scratch that, it was worth it anyway.
I did it because I wanted to hear hardcore. I did it because it was right for me at the time. I did it for reasons that only I could explain, but I wasn't concerned with that. With explaining.
Spinning hardcore at a house club is not generally viewed as a good thing to do. Doing things because they are right for you at the time will undoubtedly lead to consequences. The severity of those consequences dictate how worth it to you it is to do what you did. I didn't hurt anyone else with my hardcore (unless there was someone there having a bad trip, which would be regrettable but arguably not my fault).
I don't regret what I did that night. It made for a far cooler story than would have the next 5 times I spun house had I not been banned - all put together.
But most importantly, that night, for 1 hour, I didn't care what anyone else thought of me. I did what I wanted to and wasn't concerned with validation from others.
For a brief moment earlier today I considered eating cottage cheese out of the container using chopsticks. I had gone to reach for the spoon, and there was one there, but for whatever reason I wanted to use chopsticks. So I did. It does not work with that particular food, for the record.
I'm going to spin whatever I want to from now on. If it happens to be what everyone in the room wants to hear, then that's good. If there's only one kid on the dance floor that is on my wavelength, then that's good too. If I clear the floor and get kicked out of the club, then that's good too. Because none of those outcomes change the fact that I am going to be true to myself no matter what.
