Sasha PartyPhone

I’d been dreaming to become a racer, but I’d happened to lack bent for the thing. Then I decided to design cars. I did have bent but I lacked perseverance. Well, I can’t say that DJing was a dream of mine. It just all worked out by itself. And it turn out that I got both bent and perseverance and enough luck for this occupation.

Any attempts to try to explain music with the help of words make one of the most useless occupations in the world.

I guess everything I do within my day can be referred to hobby which has already turned into nice routine. I would like to point out one hobby out of the rest — my ever-lasting search for rare and “delicious” films.

My mother is no doubt glad for me but she troubles about the fact that club life is not a healthy thing. Well, you also have to take into consideration the fact that doctors forbade me to listen to loud music, drink spirits and etc. after I’d had two brain concussions (laughing).

What I mostly like about this profession is the possibility to travel by tickets paid by someone esle.

Friendship works in the situation when you find yourself in the hole and have nothing else to do but phone your friend. I’ve got really few phone numbers to call in such situations, but thanks God, situations are even fewer.

Rest is a hard labour. There are hardly things worse than idleness for me. I am pretty happy about my job (I have no other) but I need to recharge my batteries from time to time. When it happens I just slug and watch films.

My profession obliges me to love people, as we can’t do without them, being just mere transponders. In return people set themselves ideals.

There’s only one thing that depresses me in what I see — ultimately bad taste.

I wouldn’t be able to do without new records, old movies, grateful listeners and carrot fresh juice.

Aggression is a business card of evil, even provided the latter tries to look calm and wears a mask of benevolence.

Love is worth waiting.

To establish oneself means to work out the correlation of your price and the degree of your satisfaction by your quality.

Women mostly dislike men’s meanness and their own drawbacks in other women.

Art is always topical. According to Jean Cacteau “Humankind needs art anyway… Still I don’t know why”.

I never could get rid of two old crazes of mine: NBA and “Formula-1”. But I guess I managed to do it with football… Almost.

In case DJs are banned or replaced with coin-operated music machines I’ve got another couple of skills. With accordance of my friends’ feedback I am quite good at cooking, making amusing covers for CDs and T-shirt prints.

Everybody says I have an eye for movies: I can restlessly search for it, sort it out, recommend it as well as meditate on the topic.

Depression does exist. They say they even make out sick certificates due to it.

Stereotypes and their friends, clichés, are in high demand among people with bad taste and poor feeling, just as those who can not swim, can not do without buoys. Otherwise those guys will sink into the never ending information flow.

You may live a decent life if you meet people with more profound experience and wiser mind, who still spend their time on communication with you. I use the verb “may” as there’s nothing more subjective than rules of life.

I can’t bear pomposity and uncontrollability. Assuming the first may touch you at times, the second irritates no doubt. Oh, I’ve forgotten to mention irritability.

My philosophy: treat people in the way you would like them to treat you. This trite truth always works.

I guess there are people who manage to enjoy the never ending party, anyway we all have to pay for everything sooner or later.

Don’t trust a Dj saying that he loves music. They all love themselves in music, that is it. I am not an exception.

In our times another survival can be a real achievement.