Las Vegas Weekly

April 16, 2009 · 1:30 PM

Lost and Found: a love letter to DJ Faarsheed?

By Deanna Rilling

Can you feel the love tonight?

“DJ FAARSHEED-

PLEASE PLAY SOME THIEVERY CORPORATION TONIGHT. IF YOU DO YOU MIGHT EVEN SEE ME WITH A GLOWSTICK UP THE ASS THINKING OF YOU ON THE DANCEFLOOR!”

Not that we endorse self-sodomizing behaviors with glowsticks, but to each his own. In the midst of a table top littered with fliers last Monday in the 3400 room was the above musings written on a Jet note card. Sure, it’d be lovely to hear Thievery Corporation in a nightclub, but the duo’s music is probably more suited to outdoor festivals where a haze of smoke lingers just above the crowd—and we’re not talking cigarettes. Irie? Irie.

Faarsheed luckily escaped the agonizing decision to approve or deny the pornographic light show, as he wasn’t even spinning on Monday, nor was he spotted in the club. And through many years of watching CSI, we can deduce the original intent of the note was altered. The two different colors of ink is a pretty good hint that the note originally suggested the fan would simply be on the dance floor waving a glowstick without any indication it would be deposited in a particularly sensitive orifice. But if attendees were hoping to see something inappropriate, a thoroughly enhanced blonde near the DJ booth proceeded to undo her pink corset and expose herself to the room… and a few cameras. Perhaps she heard a song she requested…

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