Mr. Nathan, the memories you shared about dancing, flirting, scoring, and ho'ing, took me back... 1985-1992 Dancing all night at Peanuts, the Catch, and Studio One, until the house lights cut on...
And try as they might in Cominsky Park, they could not kill disco-- it only evolved and came back with a harder, tighter, and funkier booming sound, with some of the best lyrics to date.
We shook our tail feathers to Klymaxx, Jody Watley, JJ Fad, Shannon, the Cover Girls, Trinere, Salt N Pepper, Joyce Sims, Chic, Rick James, Tana Gardner, Tasha Thomas, Miquel Brown, Expose, just to name a few.
"I was at home feelin' sleazy..." Klymaxx announced, and Miquel Brown declared, "So really who cares about love, who wants their freedom taken away? 52-weeks of every year there's a new man every day!" as we all testified, working our bodies into a frenzy of grinding, bumping, swinging, gyrating, grabbing, and sweating, as the packed dance floor pulsated heat, fusing bodies together in endless combinations, as Expose belted, "You're taking me to the point of no return," and Tasha Thomas demanding, "Shoot me! Shoot me! With your love! Ready, aim, fire! My name is desire!" What an incredible time!
I never thought it would end! Even though HIV/AIDs tainted everything during that period, I can honestly say it was the happiest time of my life. And as I reminisce, sadness creeps in for all those who didn't grow old, "Could it be that it was all so simple then? Or has time rewritten every line? And if we had the chance to do it all again, tell me, could we? Would we?" YES INDEED!
I remember Yours Or Mine ( Sombrero ). I loved the flashing coloured dance floor, excellent music and The Bump was the preferred dance.
I also spent a lot of time in Paris between 1964-1966, I can’t remember the names of the clubs but I do remember it was the first place I heard Aaron Neville sing Tell It Like It Is!
Mr. Nathan, the memories you shared about dancing, flirting, scoring, and ho'ing, took me back... 1985-1992 Dancing all night at Peanuts, the Catch, and Studio One, until the house lights cut on...
And try as they might in Cominsky Park, they could not kill disco-- it only evolved and came back with a harder, tighter, and funkier booming sound, with some of the best lyrics to date.
We shook our tail feathers to Klymaxx, Jody Watley, JJ Fad, Shannon, the Cover Girls, Trinere, Salt N Pepper, Joyce Sims, Chic, Rick James, Tana Gardner, Tasha Thomas, Miquel Brown, Expose, just to name a few.
"I was at home feelin' sleazy..." Klymaxx announced, and Miquel Brown declared, "So really who cares about love, who wants their freedom taken away? 52-weeks of every year there's a new man every day!" as we all testified, working our bodies into a frenzy of grinding, bumping, swinging, gyrating, grabbing, and sweating, as the packed dance floor pulsated heat, fusing bodies together in endless combinations, as Expose belted, "You're taking me to the point of no return," and Tasha Thomas demanding, "Shoot me! Shoot me! With your love! Ready, aim, fire! My name is desire!" What an incredible time!
I never thought it would end! Even though HIV/AIDs tainted everything during that period, I can honestly say it was the happiest time of my life. And as I reminisce, sadness creeps in for all those who didn't grow old, "Could it be that it was all so simple then? Or has time rewritten every line? And if we had the chance to do it all again, tell me, could we? Would we?" YES INDEED!
I remember Yours Or Mine ( Sombrero ). I loved the flashing coloured dance floor, excellent music and The Bump was the preferred dance.
I also spent a lot of time in Paris between 1964-1966, I can’t remember the names of the clubs but I do remember it was the first place I heard Aaron Neville sing Tell It Like It Is!