It took Brandon roughly 4 or so weeks to text to me and tell me that he's "worried about me" and that "I've been off the grid". I know he is and I know I have. Yeah, I've been avoiding going to Spun since I left to visit Vegas. After what happened at Temple of Boom there was no way I was going back. The 30 minute minute set that "I" was supposed to spin turned out to be him doing fucking everything and not letting me touch a single thing. Basically all I did was choose the tracks. See what Brandon failed to understand is that I've been mixing for 2 and a half years. Even after I told him that he still didn't believe that I knew what the fuck I was doing. He also failed to realize that after he hooked up me with the first rave I fucking rocked it. He wasn't even there to hear it or help me. So you can understand my frustration right? I'm paying this guy 315 dollars a month to teach me how to improve my technique and he hasn't really helped me with shit. Sure he hooked me up with 2 shows where I networked myself into getting more shows. On top of that, the mother fucker is addicted to whip its and is constantly late. So. When I told him that I won't be coming back because of work and that I'm moving he said "I'm here for you Fam". Which was comforting, but then I realized its been all bullshit with him. So I'm leaving.
This time, I'm doing it on my own. Like how it should be done. When I move to Vegas, its gonna be hard. Probably really hard. I think IADT has good connections and they can help too but I wanna do it on my own this time. I've never been more confident than ever in my mixing and I'm constantly getting better. I know I can rock the hell out of any rave or club and I'm gonna prove it to everybody. Watch me, just watch me. I'm gonna be great and I'm gonna be somebody. I know I can do it. The hard part is making some one believe I can too. But I will.
Watch me, just watch me.
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