Is DJing my own wedding the worst idea I’ve ever had? Possibly, considering I have the musical taste of whelk who listens to Jeff Buckley. On repeat. Constantly. As evidenced by the fact that I’ve writing this blog since 2008 and have only just created a music tag for this post. HWSNBN has even worse taste in music than I do: if it isn’t Fischerspooner or the Prodigy, he won’t have heard of it. He likes his music loud and electronic with big beats, I like slow emo warbling. Ours will not be a marriage made in musical heaven.
Because of this music is not a huge priority. Once we’d done our final calculations we realised we simply could afford to pay 400 quid for a man to occassionally shout over some tracks that we chose and lot we didn’t (sorry, wedding DJ’s you know it’s true. At least the ones we can afford). Technically I suppose I am not actually DJing, I’m not going to hovering over the decks in a big white dress. Thanks to the magic of technology we’re compiling spotify playlists for the evening reception. I know what music we’re having for the ceremony, wedding breakfast and first dance but beyond that I’m stuck. HWSNBN’s best man is an amazingly talented singer songwriter and I will working on him (read bribing) to see if he will play a set or two in the evening. But beyond that there a four plus hours to fill and I am panicking a little lot.
This is why I need you dearest reader. Help a girl out. I’ve never ever done anything like this before and although I know what songs I like (See Buckley, Jeff) I’m not sure the rest of my guests will appreciate it. Originally we were planning to invite guests to bring ipods and give them 30 minutes slots but I was worried it would turn into some kind of open warfare or that nobody would So it would be great if you could give me:
Your favourite stand and sway song
Your dance til your ass falls off song
Your favourite drunkaroake song.
Any and all suggestions are welcome. But be warned if anybody mentions the chicken song in the comments I will exercize my bridezilla right to veto you. Consider this a mission of mercy, without your help my poor guests will be stuck listening to Jeff Buckley on repeat. Don’t say I didn’t warn you…