Absolutely. I own headphones, I have opinions about bass, and I have yelled “LET’S GO!” into a room full of confused adults.
(Also: yes, my “mixing” is occasionally just me aggressively skipping songs at the perfect moment.)
Pop. Emo. Pop-emo. Guilty pleasures. Bangers. Throwbacks. That one song everyone pretends they don’t know but somehow sings every word to.
If it makes you dance or experience an emotional flashback to 2007, it’s in the set.
Easy—just fill out the booking form and answer the most important question:
“On a scale of 1–10, how prepared are your friends to scream-lip-sync the chorus at the same time?”
If you select anything below an 8, I will still accept the booking… but I’ll be disappointed in the group chat.
