Gameplanet writes: "Alright, cards on the table, sending me to check out anything with the abbreviation "DJ" in the title is like asking a pregnant woman if she intends to keep it; highly inappropriate.
I can't sing. I dance like a duck that has been plugged into the mains. The last time I touched a turntable, it was about to leave my hand on a rather short trip to the bottom of a refuse pit. My car radio is permanently tuned to talkback and, accordingly, I'm about to petition the government to have the "h" removed from "phat". In short, I'm the enemy of... whatever you call this sort of music."