Will a DJ run come save me? Please!

I feel like I have to let you know a little bit about my motivation to do this DJing thing. So, this post will be longer than the rest.

You see, I've always wanted to play records, for as long as I can remember.

Ask my parents. I wanted to be a radio DJ back in the day... just after I decided that I didn't want to be an air hostess, and before I decided being a journalist was a better fit for me than being a high powered lawyer in a skirt suit.

Come to think of it, I think its safe to say that it was my desire to DJ that got me into broadcast in the first place!

I know every pop tart says it but, 'music has always been a part of my life.' Growing up, there was a song for every mood and occasion in my home. And as for the LP covers? I LOVED finding new things in the artwork! I remember wondering why my mum and aunties didn't like that I thought Donna Summer looked like a lovely, friendly lady, sitting on that crescent moon on the 'Four Seasons of Love' album. I remember dreading the moment when I would have to dance to Stevie's 'Happy Birthday', EVERY year between 1981, and...hmmm. I recall singing my favourite song, 'Buffalo Soldier', All.The.Time. in despite my inability to pronounce the word, 'soldier' (apparently, 'showujwah' was the best I could do when I was 3.) On a totally random tip - I even remember getting a cheesy RED promotional record from the Avon lady. I hated the song, but loved the fact that the record was red!

My talent for drawing was even discovered because of music... I recreated a cover of a Debbie Harry vinyl single, using only a pencil. I remember showing it to mum, who, after getting over her shock, showed it to everyone else in the house.

So, it was probably inevitable that at age 7, I worked out how to produce my own *live* radio show just by using my super-gadget-electric piano, which had two tape player/recorders (to record my favourite songs on the radio), and a mic input (to record my voice)! I had high production values even then... (lol). Those demo tapes still exist somewhere in my parents house. Come to think of it, my obsession with music was such, that while other tween girls were spending their pennies on clothes and lipstick, I was going to the local record store, looking for that bargain record that I knew would make it big.

I'm telling you. Playing music and talking. That's all I wanted to do.

Then my desire to right the worlds wrongs kicked in at, oooh, around 14 years old. And jacked all of that up. I went from wanting to talk about music to wanting to save the world, through journalism, instead. The crate diggin' slowed to an eventual halt, while I focused on my studies.

At University, I discovered that I could learn to DJ...If I sucked up to dude who ran Uni events (no thanks). THEN, I found out that competition to apprentice DJ was tight (even though a friend would have happily taught me). I turned my back on that idea, got my own radio show on the campus radio station, and started a music society with some friends instead!

After I moved to the US, I toyed with the idea of DJing again (this time as a hobby), after being blown away by an incredible DJ in New York City. Sorry, I cant remember her name, I just know that she tore the house down. I even went as far as to talk to her, and ask if she could teach me. She is yet to get a phone call from me!

But, I did go halves on some decks and a mixer. I even learned how to mix four songs. After song number four, I yawned and decided to focus on singing with my friend, instead.

Years later, the (not) DJing is still haunting me. And I'm sooo over being haunted.

There you have it. Now you know that, I can get on with the business of learning how to DJ!

If I can find someone to help me. Which I find to be almost funny. I know plenty of DJs in London, NYC, Washington DC, and not one person L.A -- the city I've called home for two years.

So, can you help me?!

I've asked on FBook and Twitter, and I'm askin' here now -- So, hit me back if you know of anyone!