I was indifferent to disco music. I didn’t listen to it by choice,, but I didn’t lose it if I was someplace it was being played. I didn’t like the clothing. I worked at a men’s clothing store and we sold the silky polyester shirts with the wide, pointy collars, and the tight, high-waisted slacks, and the neck chains. Bleh.
They’ll never admit to it, but I’d bet the farm that this ‘promo’ was originally thought up by the gang at ‘WKRP in Cincinnati.’ ;)
“With God as my witness; I thought turkeys could fly!”
I LOVED Disco. I loved everything about the songs and the artists. I STILL listen to Disco music to this day. I saw ‘Saturday Night Fever’ SIX times! I was in the Army then but on off-duty hours I LOVED sparkly tops and spandex and high heels. My gang at the time NEVER missed an opportunity to go dancing. Good clean fun. :)
I listen to practically anything. Disco had its moments, it could hot, cool, comical, sexy, it was a party. And it thankfully kicked bass playing up a notch overall. Lit some fires and bass continues its upward track.
Hey, Mantovani even has a place in my musical heart.
When he did the Disco Demolition Night, it was well promoted on the Loop, but none of my far north suburb buddies ever considered going to Comiskey Park for a night game! I did watch it on TV, though, and it seemed like Jimmy Piersall was about to have another nervous breakdown!
They were supposed to play a doubleheader, but they did this between games and had to postpone the second game.
Apparently, this one wasn’t Bill Veeck’s idea, but the brainstorm of his son Mike.
Michael Clarke Duncan (The Green Mile) was actually at the game and went into the field and stole 2nd base.
Bill Veeck as in wreck