Track ID? Keeping music secret is the opposite of what a DJ should do

Track ID? Keeping music secret is the opposite of what a DJ should do

Imagine it. You’re at a party in your mate’s back garden, all your friends are there, spirits are high, the …

Imagine it. You’re at a party in your mate’s back garden, all your friends are there, spirits are high, the sun’s just setting, your tins actually fit in the fridge and whoever’s been in charge of the aux cable’s been doing a great job of keeping the vibe alive. Roy Ayers was on when you arrived, some nice disco and classic soul came on as the mood settled in and a few Rush Hour gems were even chucked in for good measure as the night progressed. Then, you ask the iPhone DJ the name of a track you were enjoying and all you’re met with is a dismissive shrug and a smug side glance: “Top secret, mate”.

It’s the sort of lingering interaction that leaves you scratching your head and asking why the heck someone would be so protective of something that was literally made to be shared. Why would someone be so secretive about a piece of music that, presumably, the producer wanted as many people to discover as possible? Bizarre as it is to have such an interaction with some bloke at a party, really it’s not all too far removed from the contentious habit of DJs who make careers out of holding arsenals of “secret weapons” and illusive, taped over records close to their chests while vocally denying anyone else the names of releases and bemoaning the culture of, god forbid, trying to work out what songs you heard in the club last night .

It’s a divisive topic that has been bounced back and forth repeatedly among DJs over the past couple of years with reasonable arguments being made on both sides. Some have expressed a justified frustration at the idea of a DJ, up and coming or otherwise, using something like the Identification Music Group or Shazam to build a repertoire of tracks that mimics the catalog, style and technique of someone who has worked hard for years to carve their own niche. Others, such as Indiana’s techno champion Noncompliant and disco king Dimitri From Paris, have shunned any implicite secrecy in DJing, citing that the whole reason DJs do what they do is to share and celebrate music with others. Protectiveness in that regard surely does nothing but shield egos and feed into an increasingly annoying micro-culture that idolises the “selector” as the arbiter of an inaccessible “cool” rather than as a champion of music that deserves to be platformed. Plus, as Noncompliant AKA DJ Shiva pointed out, “if your only edge is your super secret weapon tracks, maybe you should learn how to mix better”. 

Listen. None of this is to encourage anyone to Shazam a whole set or spend an entire night with your phone in the air taking rubbish videos. If you go to a club and that’s your prerogative over actually dancing and enjoying yourself then you should probably reconsider what it is you want to do in your spare time. Nor is any of this a justification for bulldozing your way through a dancefloor to sweatily lunge at the DJ and howl an I.D. request at them. No one’s entitled to barge into someone’s personal space, especially when that person is literally working. Nonetheless, if you genuinely just want to know the name of a track you loved and you have a basic understanding of human boundaries and when to ask (drop them an email, hit them up on Twitter, maybe they’re floating around after the gig), what right has any DJ to explicitly deny you for the sake of keeping “their” tracks to themselves?