I’m a disc jockey

I have never been ambitious. I never knew what I wanted to be when I grew up so I tried to avoid growing up.

I did want to be a dancer, a ballerina. My father said forget it you have fat ankles. So I did,  without even trying.

I never thought about being a disc jockey which is what I think of myself as now. But I still can’t quite work out what or who a disc jockey is, but I do have an example of a disc jockey.

One of the dj’s at my station was sick for weeks with a cold she could not get rid of. She sounded terrible but there she was ready to do her show (most dj’s I know are dedicated even if not paid). So she is hacking away barely able to talk and then she gets behind the microphone and turns up the pot and starts talking to her audience smooth as silk,  no indication at all she is sick. 

This story is an homage to Dusty Street. RIP

RADIO ON!