That Time I Tried To Open For Myself
I’m not sure I’m even remotely qualified to talk about how things are today, but back when I started DJing things were very different. Before I ever got known, I was attending Durham College as some kid who’d just turned 19 years old, meaning I could drink. This would have been in the year 2000, just a hair after 9/11. I remember watching the second plane crash into the tower from this TV everyone was huddled around in the student centre.
I was in my first class around 9am when someone said “a plane crashed into the World Trade Center” and I didn’t really care. Then, we learned one hit the Pentagon, and I thought this was complete bullshit because there’s no fucking way this is happening. Yet, it did.
But this isn’t a story of 9/11, it’s something else.