
On Thursday I make my DJ debut at the Flying Duck in Glasgow, where I have rather foolishly agreed to play records after a Men Diamler, Animal Magic Tricks, Withered Hand and Meursault gig. That's some lineup, but I will probably spend most of it convinced that the simple task of playing one record after another will for some reason prove to be beyond me. Lets face it, DJs are fucking idiots, so if they can do it then surely to fucking god I can do it. Presumably you have to do something clever every once in a while just [...]