https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Last_Days_of_Disco
Wonder what Barry White thought of DDN? IIRC much of his work showed disco influence, especially "My First, My Last, My Everything". And Barry was from Chicago where DDN happened.
**Wonder what Barry White thought of DDN? IIRC much of his work showed disco influence, especially “My First, My Last, My Everything”.**
About the time I turned 20, I realized that this small town farm boy was going to need to go to where there was a greater number of pretty young ladies to meet. That was summer 75. So it seemed logical driving 30-40 miles to the Quad Cities (a metro area staddling the Miss river in IL and IA, with a population of over 300k).
As disco got more popular I began visiting a couple; however, not knowing how to dance, I didn’t go to those places very often. But every time I did, I saw that attractive girls were often there without a date. It wasn’t until mid 76 I decided to learn how to dance. And after I did, I was noticed, and was rarely turned down for a dance. It wasn’t uncommon to be asked to dance by a pretty gal.
But one night I took a buddy along, and after he got bored at standing around being unoticed, he begged to go to his favorite bar. I reluctantly agreed to leave the disco and go there. Once there, he promptly bumped into one of his motorcross friends. I just stood along a wall in this crowed bar, waiting to go home.....
Then I saw her.
Beautiful, she looked like my idea of a dream girl (similar to Jennifer O’Neil)
Walked up to her and struck up a conversation.
Wonderful voice and personality.
First date: next night, she had me in the palm of her hand.
And still does, ever since that marvelous evening, the last friday night of Sept, 77.
That song by Barry White became a personal favorite, even though I left the dance floor behind.