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DJ Harmony
It's really human touch versus the machine.
The background music has been playing perfectly. What a great idea you got from that wedding magazine: buy an MP3 player, download the music you want and save a bunch of money on the DJ.....
Your mind rachets back to the moment at hand, you think you heard your song start... It did, but your fiance's friend, Billy, wasn't sure it was the beginning so he just hit the "back" button ... A little skip, it was hardly noticed.
Now you walk down the aisle smiling, your eyes riveted on the minister, and the one you love. You step up to take your place next to the one who loves you and wait for the music to fade. After 15 seconds, the music is still playing. It's OK. It'll be all right. Then 15 turns to 30, the 30 seconds to a full minute. What's Billy doing anyway? The music continues as the two of you look towards the sound system.
Suddenly, you can't believe your eyes: in front of all your guests, standing there, facing you but with his eyes directed toward the sound system in back, your other half raises their hand and makes the universal "cut" sign across his/her throat! Worse yet, the music plays on!!
A small entourage of helpful sound neophytes gather around the sound system. The one who loves you steps down and walks back up the aisle. He/she shows the gathering throng how to work the player one more time and which knob is for the volume. He/she starts back towards you, scowling, shaking their head back & forth, rolling their eyes. Doesn't he/she see all the guests watching him/her roll their eyes and shake his/her head "No"...
At the reception, no one welcomes the guests into the hall: half of the guests aren't sure which ballroom is yours, so they hang out by the restroomsand drinking fountains, waiting for someone who knows what is going on.
You arrive and a friend runs out to tell you most of the guests are outside the room you rented. You go in and direct everybody to the right room. So much for the surprise of the grand entrance! Once everyone is seated, your friend, the one you chose for an announcer, asks you for a microphone. "What microphone?" you ask. While you rented the sound system to play the MP3 music, the rental company didn't suggest a microphone. Oh well, my announcer can yell really loud when we come in...
As your bridal party enters, the guests do not pay much attention because they can't hear the announcements. You come in and are largely ignored. You dejectedly walk to the head table with your spouse. "Does anybody really care about this but me? you think.
Ushering everybody into the room, lining up the bridal party and dealing with the lack of a microphone all by yourself puts you behind schedule and the food comes out late. Some has dried out from being in the warmer too long, and some isn't as cold as you hoped it would be. What will my guests think of this meal? The best man and maid of honor give great toasts and thankfully you and your spouse are standing close by, since you and about 5 other people are the only ones heard. Nobody really knows when you cut the cake since it doesn't get announced. "Did anybody see that besides the photgrapher?"
Ah yes, the photographer. They've been a big help, but are starting to get on your nerves. It seems every time you turn around they're asking you what you want to do next. "Heck, I don't know. I don't have my wedding planner book iwth me!"you think.
During your first dance you notice some people leave, and then a guy with long hair that you don't recognize brings his wife out on the dance floor and starts dancing with her during your song. He's drunk and thinks the dance floor just opened up. Nobody said anything. Now he's in the background of half of my first dance pictures...
You deicde to skip the bridal party dance because the groomsmen can't be found now, and when you do the money dance it's just the two of you on the dance floor. Your spouse is mortified when you suggest asking people to come up and dance with you since nobody seemed motivated. You remind your spouse that you need the money to pay for the MP3 player, since it went on your credit card. Ultimately, you net 5 bucks from 6 dancers...
You start the dance music and your guests head for the doors. You run to coax them to stay and dance. A few guests ask for some songs by name, but you don't have them. They're asking for stuff I never heard of and how can I download what I don't know! You downloaded just the songs the two of you wanted, that's it! The reception ends an hour early with you dancing with 5 friends and no sight of your spouse. As everyone prepares to leave you go outside and find your spouse with the groomsmen doing the frog stroke in the convention center fountain still wearing their formalwear. What's my cleaning bill going to be like?
You had it all: the perfect flowers, the perfect cake, the perfect centerpieces, the perfect dress,.. nobody noticed or cared. But I saved a few bucks by using an MP3 player!!
Ok, I'm convinced that I need a DJ.
I still think I can do it myself.
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