It’s a little after midnight. The lights are low. You’re surrounded by hundreds of people dancing their heart out, as the hottest song from the pop singer du jour is blaring at a volume so loud nobody can hear themselves think. And then the DJ tag hits.
“You’re listening to DJ Boywife, you stupid b*tch.”
The crowd screams.
It’s an experience thousands of Cincinnatians have every single weekend. To some, DJ Boywife is solely responsible for revitalizing the city’s nightlife. To others, he’s a parasocial figure with obsessive fans who follow and document his every move. But to those who know him best, he’s just Shane Brouman…