I think there are only about one or two nights a week that My Gay Husband isn’t Dee Jaying somewhere in this city. I go to every single one of his club nights no matter what, but on those odd nights – Mondays or whatever – that he isn’t spinning, I get kinda lonely. I just start craving mash-ups and stuff. I write him letters frequently. He posted this mix special for me, just so on those Gay Husbandless Mondays, I don’t feel so alone. Also, his homey Paul posted this one up too. They’re not exactly Mad Decent, but they are local, and not much else is. My joint is the ESG vs. Dizzee near the end of Jason’s mix.