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Last Dance


My disco-phase lasted from 1975 through 1980. During which time I was proud to consider myself an openly, self-proclaimed "disco-nut".

My love for the disco-beat began in college when, along with other disco-devotees (nursing students) the ritual of "getting ready" for a night of disco-dancing was all part of the magic.

Choosing the right shoes, dress (yes, we all wore dresses - a girl just couldn't twirl in pants)  hair and make up was instrumental to our preparatory experience.

We were shooting for this look
"Wings" were big.






But it was the music that spirited us away from our sick patients, nursing instructors, IV drip calculations, care plans and medication index cards....

From Chic's "Le Freak", Barry White's "Can't Get Enough of Your Love Babe"" to Gloria Gaynor's, "I Will Survive"...

"First I was afraid, I was petrified. 
Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side. 
But then I spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrong 
and I grew strong 
and I learned how to get along..." 
From The BeeGees "Stayin' Alive" to KC and The Sunshine Band's, "That's The Way I Like It"...
"That's the way uh-huh, uh huh I like it, uh huh, uh huh"
"That's the way uh-huh, uh huh I like it, uh huh, uh huh"

We  would sing along, using our hairbrushes, curling irons and/or blow dryers as microphones and get into the groove of disco, long before we actually made an appearance at the venue of choice.

This week I was reminded of that time in my life by the sad news that the Queen of Disco, Donna Summer had died. It was she who invariably would bring us to our feet...
With songs like, 'On the Radio', 'Love to Love You Baby' (the original version ran 17 minutes - making for a very selective choice in a dance partner), 'Bad Girls' (Woot-Woot, Beep-Beep), 'She Works Hard for the Money', 'Dim All The Lights' and my favorite, 'Last Dance'...
Yes it's the last dance, last dance
Yes, it's my last chance
For romance tonight
I need you by me, beside me, to guide me
To hold me, to scold me
'Cause when I'm bad, I'm so, so bad

So let's dance the last dance, let's dance the last dance, let's dance this last dance tonight

Last dance, Last dance for love
Yes, it's my last chance
For romance tonight
Oh-ho, I need you by me, beside me, to guide me
To hold me, to scold me
'Cause when I'm bad
I'm so, so bad
So let's dance the last dance
Let's dance the last dance
Let's dance the last dance tonight

Oh-ho, I need you by me
To guide me, to guide me
To hold me, to scold me
'Cause when I'm bad
I'm so, so bad

So, come on baby, dance that dance
Come on baby, dance that dance
Come on baby, let's dance tonight

OK, so the lyrics weren't the most progressive but it was the 70's and we weren't either. It was all about the beat. And when the disco-era came to a screeching halt in the early 80's I became a closeted disco-nut.  I had trouble articulating the value of disco to the anti-disco crowd and acquiesced by succumbing to a boot scootin', Urban Cowboy phase. PS: I'm over that now.

Disco was inarguable. It was a feeling. Donna Summer was the best.

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