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When you choose to work with KangKine Entertainemnet you will receive the following.

  • You will receive a 1 hour FREE NO HASSLE NO OBLIGTION face to face consultation.
  • You will receive first class audio/visual equipment.
  • You receive a written agreement that will highlight dates, times, and costs so there are no last minute mix ups or price increaeses.
  • You will have a choice from our seasoned professional DJs.

OUR MUSIC Our library contains thousands of fully licensed songs, songs that can get a person moving their body as an individual within a crowd, or music that can bring two people together as one.

Music is a constant this is why we keep our ear to the ground for the latest chart toppers. Our catalogue stays current, we subscribe to a number of fully licensed new music distributors. By using the services of professional music sources you are guaranteed to get the cleanest, possible sound.

OUR EQUIPMENT All of our equipment is tested and checked before it is delivered to your event. As well we have back-up equipment available to be on site in the rare occasion that something may be added or needed last minute. We only use the top names in audio equipment. Pioneer, Numark, American DJ, Shure, Mackie, Yorkville, Macintosh, just to name a few. Your event will be set, tested, and ready for use a minimum of 1 hour prior to your guests arriving.

Each event is unique, each occasion is special. Every function room is different. Depending on your music needs KangKine Entertainment will recommend a mobile DJ package that is most suitable to your requirements.

A Captain From the Ukraine

DJ Kangkine:
(needle drops, low vinyl crackle)
Listen to that beat, Doubloon. Heavy. That’s the sound of a city holding its breath.

DJ Doubloon:
Yeah… bass like rubble settling. Everyone loves the drop, nobody talks about the rebuild after the speakers blow.

DJ Kangkine:
Funny thing about war—
people think it’s epic.
Like a Nintendo game. One button. Boom. Reset.

DJ Doubloon:
(smiles sadly)
Press A to destroy.
There’s no button for put it back the way it was.

(Music fades. Captain Kane steps forward.)

Captain Kane:
Let me tell you something, folks.
Destroying something is easy.
Any idiot with a button can do that.

(General Joe joins him, arms crossed.)

General Joe:
Wars are fast.
Rebuilding is slow.
Years. Decades. Sometimes generations.

DJ Kangkine:
That’s the part they don’t livestream.

DJ Doubloon:
No soundtrack for pouring concrete.
No medals for rewiring schools.
No victory screen for trauma healing.

Captain Kane:
Anyone can level a city.
Try rebuilding a hospital.
Try rebuilding trust.

General Joe:
Try rebuilding a childhood that ended under shellfire.

DJ Kangkine:
Ukraine isn’t just buildings.
It’s kitchens.
Songs.
Grandparents arguing over soup recipes.

DJ Doubloon:
It’s farmers, coders, poets, DJs—
people who want boring peace more than glorious war.

Captain Kane:
Destruction makes headlines.
Reconstruction makes history.

General Joe:
And history isn’t written in explosions.
It’s written in patience.

(The beat slowly returns—softer, hopeful.)

DJ Kangkine:
So yeah, you can smash the controller.

DJ Doubloon:
Or you can pick up the pieces
and learn how to build something that lasts.

Captain Kane:
Anyone can break the world.

General Joe:
It takes a grown civilization to rebuild it.

(Music rises. Not triumphant—steady. Human.)

Ciao Edie

DJ Doubloon:
Man… you remember high school? All lockers and bad haircuts, pretending we weren’t terrified of the future.

DJ Kangkine:
Yeah. Everybody acting hard, but really we were all just looking for one song to tell us who we were.
(pauses)
That’s why Sonic Temple hit different.

DJ Doubloon:
The Cult, right? Straight up cathedral rock. Big drums, big guitars—like belief you could actually feel in your chest.

DJ Kangkine:
Exactly. And that track about Edie Sedgwick… that’s where it locked in for me. Glamour, tragedy, fame chewing people up. Andy Warhol’s ghost dancing in feedback.

DJ Doubloon:
We didn’t even know the whole story back then. Just knew the vibe—beautiful and doomed. Like high school itself.
(smiles)
We’d sit there, headphones split, thinking: there’s more than this hallway, more than this town.

DJ Kangkine:
That was the bond, right there. Not just the music—what it promised. That art could burn bright even if it burns out.

DJ Doubloon:
Yeah. Sonic Temple was church. Edie was the saint.
And for a minute… we believed we’d make it out too.

DJ Kangkine:
We did, in our own way.
(beat drops)
Still spinning the same truth, just louder now.

Prince of Persia Parties

Scene: The Aftershock

FADE IN:

INT. PENTHOUSE SUITE – NIGHT

Floor-to-ceiling windows showcase the glittering skyline of TORONTO. The room is a study in minimalistic luxury: white leather sofas, white orchids, a white marble bar. This is the epicenter of a “Miami White” party.

The bass from the club below is a distant heartbeat. The party is winding down. Only a select few remain.

SEPEHR ANSARI (30s, impeccably dressed in a white blazer, exuding calm authority) sips a glass of champagne. He looks out at the city lights, a satisfied smile on his face.

Across the room, JOE JUKIC (30s, lead singer ruggedness contrasting with the chic white surroundings) is laughing with his bandmates, the members of 4SKIN. They are the rock-and-roll splash of color in the monochrome room.

Joe breaks away, grabs two glasses of amber whiskey from the bar, and walks over to Sepehr.

JOE
(His voice is a little hoarse, from singing or shouting)
Sepehr. Incredible.

He hands one glass to Sepehr.

SEPEHR
(A slight bow of the head)
Joe. Thank you for coming. I’m glad the vibe was to your liking.

JOE
(Laughs, a short, genuine burst)
“To my liking?” Man, after thirty cities, a hundred generic green rooms, this…
(He gestures to the entire room, the view)
This is art. You curate an experience. It’s not just a party.

Sepehr’s eyes light up. This is the recognition he works for.

SEPEHR
That is the highest compliment. From you? It means everything. What you and 4Skin built… the anthems… it has a soul. To have that energy in my room tonight…

He shakes his head, almost in disbelief.

JOE
The honor’s ours. Seriously. We get dragged to these things all the time. But tonight… tonight we stayed. We wanted to.

Joe clinks his glass firmly against Sepehr’s.

JOE (CONT’D)
You’re not just a planner. You’re a conductor. And tonight, you made us feel like the guests of honor at the best symphony ever.

SEPEHR
Then the feeling is mutual. To have the voice of a generation appreciate the world I’ve tried to build… from my roots in Tehran to this…

He looks out the window again.

SEPEHR (CONT’D)
It confirms the mission. It was an honor to party with you, Joe. With all of 4Skin.

They stand in comfortable silence for a moment, two masters of different crafts sharing a moment of mutual respect, looking out at the sleeping city.

JOE
Next time you’re in London, the whiskey’s on me. Might not be as pristine, but the stories will be better.

SEPEHR
(Smiling)
I would expect nothing less.

FADE OUT.