Disclaimer:Yes, I know that its easier to hate on something than to fix it. Yes, many of the songs I refer to came out before I was born. Yes, there is no way I could please everybody if I were a DJ.

I know I called for something extreme in my last critique of Mousetrap, but I might’ve spoken prematurely. I had a really good time there this past Saturday. This was partly due to the fact that I was not blackout, fall over, hit-on-girls drunk. This was also due to the fact that the DJ actually played music that people wanted to dance to.

The verdict: Don’t hang the DJ…yet.

I’m still not entirely convinced that the guy has bought any new CDs since mid-2005, but he was doing well with what he had. Some courtesies were given to the crowd: instead of the millionth spinning of Franz Ferdinand’s “Take Me Out,” there was the 100th spinning of Franz Ferdinand’s “Do You Want To.” My request for Hot Chip’s “Over and Over” was honored gladly, although I suspect that it was played last month (again, folks, I was real drunk.)

I think everyone goes to nights like this hoping to hear their dream play list, but the DJ could’ve done a much better job catering to my specific musical needs. The guy had no ELO. No Pipettes. No actual Kate Bush- we had to deal with that lame-ass Futureheads version of “Hounds Of Love.” He did have “Big Time Sensuality,” but I was smugly informed that he wouldn’t be playing it.

But the Ramones’ “I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend” was a crowd pleaser and Daft Punk’s “Around The World” was fun, even though I questioned the wisdom of playing the full eight minute version. But one song that I hope will never be repeated is the Keiser Chiefs “Ruby Ruby Ruby.” Ben actually thought the DJ was trying to clear the dance floor on that one.

So Mousetrap, you win again. I come, I dance, I bitch, I come back. Relationships have been built on less.

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