Pyongyang Mythos

I've been asked to assist with the DJing at some friends' wedding next week. This is a worrying prospect, as there will be very high proportion of serious musos present, many of whom are on record as thinking all the music I like is rubbish. Fortunately, Boss DJ is talking about putting me on right at the end of the night, by which point I will probably be a few sherries the worse for wear and decide that there is nothing people ought to hear more than Radio Pyongyang on endless shuffle.