Creating the perfect wedding playlist was an obsessive pasttime in the weeks leading up to the P-Dawg's and my nuptuals. I spent hours selecting representative samples of the songs that
In between bouts of crippling anxiety over which color ink to choose for the invitations, I'd painstakingly write out song selections on the (useless) form the DJ had given us to complete.
Rimarama: "Hey P-Dawg, which do you prefer: Forever Young by Alphaville, or New Order, Bizzare Love Triangle?
P-Dawg: "Weird Al Yankovic, Like a Surgeon."
On the big day, I got a bad feeling in my stomach when the DJ finally pulled up behind our reception hall in a rusted out van with faded reggae stickers plastered all over it and ambled quite unapologetically into the room where a musicless cocktail hour was already in progress. This feeling was validated by the selections - which did not much resemble the Playlist of Dreams - that he played throughout the evening, and the fact that he hadn't even remembered what we'd requested for our first dance (Louis Armstrong's What a Wonderful World, which he eventually did play).
Yesterday morning I was driving down the very same stretch of road where my car was ambushed by that construction barrel last week, and who should I notice bumping along in a beater van with faded reggae stickers, but Wacky Tabacky P@cky himself. I always thought that if I ever saw him again, I'd at least give him the stink eye, but it seems that time softens even the most hardened of bridezillas.
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Seconds after our paths diverged, as I was fondly recalling what ended up being one of the best days of my life despite its less than perfect soundtrack, What a Wonderful World came on the radio.
Coinkydink? I think not.
Now, I know you have a more interesting wedding disaster story than mine, so spill it!!!
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I got lucky with my wedding... I didn't have too much to stress over, I was aware that I really didn't want to be a Bridezilla and there would be things beyond my control and they weren't worth changing my memories of my day. What does still piss me off is the grandmother we invited who RSVP'd for 2 additional people, forcing me to re-arrange the seating for the 15th time and then they didn't show. Or call. Or write. Ever.
Hmm... After the rehearsal dinner, my parents (unfamiliar with Chicago suburbs) were supposed to follow my father-in-law to the rehearsal dinner. But, as is his way, he ZOOMED out of the parking lot so fast that he lost my parents, who spent the next hour trying to locate the restaurant. (This was prior to cell phones which would have saved us.)
On the day of the wedding, the florist lost my bouquet order -- so no flowers. That really sucked because I had my heart set on calla lilys. Instead I settled for a hastily-assembled bouquet of daisies and carnations.
After the wedding, before leaving the church, my new husband and I suddenly realized we were alone at the church with the photographer -- and no transportation to the reception except for our brown Honda Civic hatchback. Hubby and I squeezed into the back seat while the photographer grabbed a photo. Say cheese!
My out-of-town relatives were kicked out of their hotel the night before the wedding and thus, due to infighting amongst themselves, didn't attend the reception. There was a big empty round table where they would have been seated, so the dining hall quickly removed it so I didn't look too pathetic.
During the reception, the adjacent wedding party was having such a good time, that one of my friends later told me she held the bride's veil as she heaved into the toilet.
And yes, our DJ also played songs that were explicitly on the DO NOT PLAY list. But he did play our requested first song -- Float On by the Floaters. It was a beautiful thing.
Despite it all, it'll be 18 years this August.
Hey, we danced to Louie, too :) no real disaster stories, although like Sugarplum's Mom we had self-invitees who didn't show... actually a total of almost 40 self-invitees (so popular, I know)... but most of them at least attended.
My husband was so OCD on the music set that he bought/brought all the albums, oh yes he wanted everything to be on vinyl too, and made the DJ play our stuff. Did I mention the spreadsheet outlining when and what?
Our song btw, was "Let's Get Married" by Jagged Edge. Yes really. No one seems to believe it, I don't know why.
Hilarious! I would have been pretty upset! Especially after spending so much time on filling out what you wanted. And to not even get the first dance song right? Grrr.
I spent days downloading songs (shhh) and burning them onto cd's to play at our wedding (it was at my sil's house on the river). Seriously, I had very anally put together just the right mixes and labeled the order of the cds to be played... well, someone threw in the first one way before anyone was ready, and no one could hear it anyway... Long story short, we just did it without music. It was an outside deal anyway... and after all the work I put into it, I wasn't all that bothered by it - because everything else went pretty good :)
I love those stories of coincidences.
What a great song to have as your first song. And what wedding doesn't have some little accident or thing that wasn't supposed to happen. We had the coked out photographer...
So glad you are back!
our DJ was great, the only thing he did wrong was play bad muzak during dinner instead of the requested jazz. but otherwise, he did it all right.
in fact, the whole day was pretty seamless
but my husband has some CRAZY stories from performing so many weddings, including the dad who stepped on his daughters strapless dress while walking her down the aisle, exposing her bare breasts to all their gathered friends and family
I sure do! My whole wedding was a disaster!
Because we didn't hire a photographer and relied on friends and disposable cameras, there is not a single picture of the two of us, other than a couple of the ceremony.
these days I'm thinking the disaster part is that tightwad actually went through with it.
I told our DJ in no uncertain terms that he was NOT to play the locomotion. I didn't want to be one of those brides leading the train of drunk people.
After mulitple requests he finally announced, over the sound system, that the reason he wasn't playing the locomotion was to respect the bride's wishes. So everyone gave me the stink eye. And threw tomatoes. No, they didn't. But I could tell they wanted to.
What a wonderful song!
Princess Diana was buried on my wedding day. That's right, we got married in England on a national day of mourning.
I win.
I used that song in our wedding video.
What the heck? I fussed over a playlist that didn't get played either. I'm pretty sure our DJ was not stoned. Also? The DJ at our wedding? Introduced Tom's parents as Tom's grandparents. That went over well in front of EVERYONE.
Great story, Rima.
We actually lucked out with our DJ, he was great. The only thing was, we were late for our receiving line, so he suggested we just go into the reception while he played an entrance song and announced all of us. The song he played was the theme from Young and the Restless...hah!! The shot of us coming in was great cuz we were just cracking up, sudsy couple that we are...
I WAS bridezilla, apparently. My sister and bridesmaids wanted to nail my veil and headpiece to my head, I would not shut up about it and it took about an hour for it to be just right. And then when we drove up to the church, the service before us ran late, all our guests were spilled out on the lawn instead of in the church. I threw a bit of a fit in the car because of nerves and because everyone was peering into the window at me, my grand entrance ruined... sigh. I guess I was a drama queen after all.
But overall, it was a blast.
I like your song selection, BTW.
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