I just picked up the copy of Funky Town expecting some watered down version of what really happened back then. Oh boy, did it hit all of my buttons.
First, I am a Vietnam Veteran and although I came home in 1969, the US was in the war until 1973. People were in a need to find, invent and test new things. That included drugs, women and music.
I did not dance until Disco started, but once I started, I couldn't stop, that includes today and I am 65-years old. I traveled extensively across the US and Canada for my company.
Not a night went by I wasn't trolling up and down the highways in Boston, San Francisco,Toronto or Vancouver and places in between, searching for a place to show off my moves with some hot, beautiful woman. I had a two, maybe three hour window from when the bars closed at 4 AM to the time I went to work and started all over again. I have no physical memory of my 38th birth year. No I never, ever did drugs, it was just everything was a blur.
I met many memorable people. I also met my wife, but for two years prior, we traveled across the mid-west United States showing people the Disco dance moves.
If you did not exist or were in your diapers then, it is hard to explain the movement, the dances, fashions, singers and music.
And yes, people actually sang. It played on the radio, television, in cafe's, hallways, blared from anemic car radios and stores. You could not escape it.
Oh did I say I am a Jaguar XKE buff?