1:48 pm :: Tuesday, Mar. 25, 2003

STRESS (country style)
Sweet Jesus, I'm stressed.

So here's my dillemma. I got approached yesterday to DJ a co-worker's little party she's throwing. Turns out, the party is for the CMT Flameworthy awards. And while the clients haven't been revealed, I was told that adding Brooks and Dunn into my setlist is a good thing. (remember that CMT is owned by MTV/Viacom)

Here's why I'm stressed. He told me to have a mix ready for him within a day. I didn't get much time and threw a set together to prove that I can DJ. Then this morning he tells me that what he's really looking for is a remixer.

SHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT!!!!!

That's what I do!!!!!

But of course my mix hardly reflects that at all, except for some minor parts. He also tells me that he doesn't have a CD player and he wants me to drop off the CD at his hotel.

(all this work, just for rejection, I'm sure)

But what irks me is, this is a great opportunity, not in my specialized field of music, but to break into the biz. My mixes will be played in front of actual execs representing the people I remix. If not the actual celebrities themselves.

I'm almost hoping I don't get the job (What am I saying???) THe party is in less than 2 weeks and I have to make 4 hours of production (If I get it)

Yikes! (But, I know I could do it.)

Well, I'm off...

Wish me luck.

Oh, and if your name is Jenny (not BT), Please don't just show up at movie night. I think we need to have a chat before we meet face to face again.





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