Your friends dragged you to the club. You didn’t understand all the excitement around these clubs and DJ-sets until you saw a DJ in this club. The tall, red-haired guy with glasses was clearly pleased with his work. He didn't care about others, he was only interested in his work. You walked up to him and nervously fiddled with the hem of your T-shirt. The guy looked at you and smiled. “Do you want to choose a song? We can’t, we only stage what suits the program.”