Honestly, There Are Too Many Deejays In Kenya….Kudos To The Good Ones But If You Can’t Spin Well, Find Another Career

This is not really an assault on deejays. Without deejays, party lovers like me wouldn’t have a life. We would be sitting at home all night, laboring through soap operas and trying to understand why Marimar wanted to kill Hellena because of Alehadnro. Or why Okechuku took Olemewu to the jujuman. The atmosphere would have been very very gloomy.

So I love deejays……I love them so much, but only if they are good. There are too many deejays out there but sadly, almost three quarters of the deck populace consists of wannabes. I understand that a man’s gotta eat. A man’s gotta get out there and make mulla. It would have been nice if money and the passion were the reasons motivating young Kenyans to join the spin profession.

Unfortunately, money is a minor reason obscured by bigger ones such as the fame and the women. Passion is not even a reason. Many deejays do it for the popularity. They want to be ‘D’-jays, spinning booties and boobies of groupies in club washrooms and cars instead of being deejays who rock the crowd and create legacies.

That’s the reason that even those that aren’t getting paid well still refuse to change hustles. There’s a proven theory that the probability numbers for getting laid are high if you are a deejay. In a away, women are obsessed with the idea of a man on the decks. That’s fine.

Opportunities for deejays are exploding exponentially. Long ago, deejays were confined to dark rooms in discos but now they are the new rockstars and headliners. Like any industry, when money starts flowing in, it attracts people that are after it as their priority. But when you add attention and fame to that mix, it’s not only people who are attracted. It’s a pretty nasty breed of persons mucking up the works and polluting the art. More people with less than admirable intentions join the bandwagon and the ‘product’ suffers a s a result.

Gimmicks, beat marching and the annoying reliance of playing Nigerian, Jamaican and genge hits has become the clear definition of what a Kenyan Dj does. According to Iyanya, Nigerians don’t even play our music. Why do we keep playing theirs? Many upcoming spin-guys want to be Mfalme, Kaytrixx,, Pinye, Crème or John but they aren’t willing to put in the work. It’s a shame that some deejays have even been caught playing pre-produced sets and not actually mixing during their shows.

At one point, deejaying was about bringing new sounds to the dancefloor and making them hits, but now DJs only play the popular tracks to make themselves hits. As an educated music consumer, I can’t stand this truck load of crap.

To all you deejays out there, please create art. Don’t just press play on ‘pull up to mi bumper’ then throw in ‘Davido’s noise’ before finishing with ‘Nyongwa’. Make yourself different from the rest. Have an identity . And if you can’t, then collect your tools, put them on OLX and find another career.