I was told this past weekend in Vegas by a German woman that the word for DJ booth—DJ Kanzel—in German literally translates as DJ pulpit. I don’t know if that is true or not, but for anyone who's ever spent a Wednesday, Friday, or Saturday night rolling and having a boogie till the wee hours of the morning, whose come out as the sun was coming up, sweat clinging your shirt, a huge grin on their face, as I have spent many, many a evening, knows that this definition would be damn near perfect. The pulpit, the preachers pit, from which the Word is delivered, and as Faithless sings, “This is my church/This is where I heal my hurt/It's in the world I become/Content in the hum/Between voice and drum/It's in change/The poetic justice of cause and effect/Respect, love, compassion/This is my church/This is where I heal my hurt/For tonight/God is a DJ.” Amen.