When I was much younger and got a request to play a party at a community center or a night at a club somewhere, I’d be so happy because it meant I was on the road to doing more as a DJ and possibly being taken seriously. Over the years, I’ve been blessed to be one of many consistently working DJs from Philly and it can sometimes be exhausting. Often, I’ll be doing two events in a day, for several days in a row or sitting on a conference call while on my way to a gig or staying up all night guest DJing on a late radio show, then heading straight to the airport to catch a flight for a gig. Sometimes, I have conversations with people who ask how I can keep track of it or when i plan to get some rest. Especially with concerned family members who have witnessed my dad nearly work himself to death for years.

This past week has been one of those weeks between doing Hez’s Album Release shows in Philly and making a brief appearance with Rich at APT, rocking in Chicago with Baham, jumping off a plane to open the Pharoahe Monch show, and heading directly to the afterparty to DJ with Lil’ Dave, resurrecting Dilla with House Shoes & Jay-Ski, rocking with DJ Dummy in celebration of Jill’s album release, DJing at Love Park for the Campus Philly Press Conference with the Mayor, returning to M Room for the BODYROCK, rocking all day for the Campus Philly Kick Off, then heading straight to New York City to Guest DJ at Samba Soul. Whoever said DJing cannot be a full time job has a lot to consider. Still with nonstop work and many fringe benefits, being seen, paid, sponsored, acknoweldged, and heard does not make me a DJ. The love I have for it is what fuels my need to hang in there even when shit is not in my favor. This is what makes me a DJ.

One of my favorite DJs in the world, Karizma from Maryland breaks it all down.

Czech it out…