From Turntables to Textbooks. From The Ring to The Classroom. One Man's Story of Fighting for Something Bigger Than a Win.
MEMPHIS
Boy...
And A
DJ
Too!
William K. Richardson watched his mother bleed from his father’s fists. He became a DJ, a boxer, a teacher, a coach. He never became a husband. A powerful memoir that does not ask for your pity. It asks you to understand how a boy who survived a violent home grows into a man who cannot say I do. No moral. No redemption arc. Just the truth.
aBOUT tHE bOOK
Memphis Boy…And a DJ Too!
William K. Richardson knows what you expect from a memoir. A lesson. A happy ending. A reason to feel inspired. He offers none of those things. Instead, he hands you a broken hand, a failed English class, a mother’s funeral, and a stark confession: I chose loneliness. “Memphis Boy…And a DJ Too!” is not for people who want uplift. It is for people who want the truth.
The book moves through Memphis in the 1970s and 80s, a city of barbecue joints, river bridges, and cracked pavement. Richardson takes you inside the DJ booth at a disco called 2001…
About The Author
William K. Richardson
William K. Richardson did not set out to become a writer. He set out to become a DJ. That dream landed him a job at a Memphis nightclub called 2001, where he spun records for eight hundred drunk dancers on New Year’s Eve 1979. He was eighteen years old and thought he had life figured out.
He did not…
He did not…
My Story
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From Those Who Read It
No hype. No marketing speak. Just what actual readers thought about William K. Richardson’s unflinching memoir.
I grew up in Memphis, and William Richardson nailed the feel of this city. The way he writes about the Mid-City Building, Beale Street, and even the traffic on I-240 took me right back. But what got me was how honest he is about running away from commitment. My dad did the same thing. This book hit close to home.
Angela T.
I picked this up because I used to be a DJ back in the 80s. Richardson’s stories about messing up his audition and then learning to pace a set brought back so many memories. He does not glamorize the nightclub life. He tells you about the empty Tuesday nights and the hangovers. I respect that. Felt like talking to an old friend.
Dave M.
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