Who pays these people?
My husband and I went to a wedding over the weekend. The couple getting hitched are two of the sweetest people we know, so it pains me to say that the music at their reception gave our ears an audio Montezuma's Revenge-type diarrhea. Does anyone really like 'Hot Hot Hot' or that crappy 'Grease' medley, besides anyone just recovered from a decade-long coma? Also, the DJ just wouldn't stop talking and singing incessantly over the music, which gave me a fetid case of the heaving fantods. My husband spent most of the evening with my cousins discussing hockey, while I hung out with my dad, waiting for a decent song to come up. (He may be 71, but he, too, feels the need to complete his rock 'n' roll duty.) 'YMCA' promptly came up, and the SquintyDad and I realized that this was our only chance, so we got up and boogied to the best of our abilities, but steadfastly refused to do the required arm gestures. We spent the rest of the night enjoying some fine cantaloupe, which was delightfully refreshing.
All fine melon aside, I can't imagine anyone booking a DJ and asking them to play painfully outdated songs and be generally so annoying. I suppose such people may be in cahoots with those who provide the alcoholic beverages, since only the blindingly drunk would enjoy something so painful.
Any horrific wedding stories you'd care to share?