From Japan with love. Very Costandinos, very romantique.
According to Soviet authorities jazz is a Russian invention. Disco must be, too. Here’s their grandiose take on Io Sono Sempre Quello Que, a great version of the Biddu production Disco Fever with the word fever correctly pronounced as FE-VAH, and a driving interpretation of the classic tune Venus.
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If there is an offical anthem for the mile high club this could be it. To join you need to have sexual intercourse while on board a flying airplane. Of course the mile high is not an offical club as such, it’s something that people bring up after a few drinks: “oh, last weekend flying back from Torremolinos, know what happened? She was a stewardess, too. I quess that makes me a gold member of the club, right?”
There’s also a vocal dinner disco version by Tony Pacino but this is the one to fly with.
I almost accidentally on purpose entered some deep and sarcastic one-liners here in order to express something I’m not even thinking. Meaning blaah, just listen, it’s good, it’s rare and plays well with Corn Flakes – Sing 12″ if you want to intensify misery.
Finally some ululation disco! Ululation is shrill high-pitched vocal sound produced by a movement of the tongue, practiced in Morocco and thereabouts and even in parts of Spain. Here the thing is done by three experts with shaved armpits in a setting straight out of a James Bidgood fantasy. Pierre & Gilles and David LaChapelle fans should be pleased too. The b-side is more folk-ish but still rhythmic enough for a quick Guedra, the national dance of Tuaregs and Berbers.
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Hey you behind the camera! Please remember that objectifying is all right only if there’s a mutual agreement. In the picture dancefloor action from Paris in 1985. Greek cult tune with a seductive bassline and easy to sing-along lyrics sure can set carefully curated floors on fire in 2017. Track is so good and delicious to mix that it makes one wonder was it played bitd. It might as well been totally dismissed until the current years. No need for anachronistic over-interpretation even if the track sounds as irresistible as this one.
This German Private recording from ’78 sounds and smells exactly as rare as it is. Could have been recorded in one of the guys bedroom or in the garage with a cheap drum kit and a Moog synthesizer. We will never know but we will dance our ass off to it with waving hands in the air!
“Please know I’m quite aware of the hazards. I want to do it because I want to do it. Women must try to do things as men have tried. When they fail, their failure must be but a challenge to others.” – Amelie Earhart.
One of the tracks of the season for me, a kind of a study or a medical report illuminating the range of movement in a series of joints in the human body. With additional passages of sound after the title music.
Feeling deep and looking for a place to hear your heart? Try forest megaphone installation in Pähni forest in Estonia designed by Birgit Õigus. Turn off the cosmic disco beat or the internet or whatever is your favourite escape and hear the voices.
If you are planning a tropical vacation or luxury escape then don’t overlook the Overfitting Disco blog as we have the most desirable locations here, completely free of charge. Gorgeous beaches, epic surf, curious fauna, exotic wildlife, flute sounds and the famous Seven Sacred Pools of Pleasure. All without the annoyance of mosquitoes.
Slow motion Estonian funk classic from the relatively rare Eesti Populaarset Muusikat 2-lp has a perfect blend of sensous soulfulness with hard hitting drums and guitars to please the hip teens on the floor.
Actor Rupert Everett is one of the most prominent British disco queens. In the volume one of his memoirs called Red Carpets and Other Banana Skins – stuffed with gossip about people like Helmut Newton, Julia Roberts and of course Madonna – he writes about his nights at the legendary Paris discothéque Le Sept. According to the author the following took place there in 1976: “And then, when ”Carwash” bean to play, Saint Laurent and Nureyev jumped up and came hand in hand onto the dance floor. They started jiving together, as I wiggled my way towards them and danced for five ecstatic minutes by their side. When the backing girls sang “toot toot beep beep” they raised their hands and wagged their fingers in unison”.
Rupert dear, there’s no such chorus in the Rose Royce classic. You’re thinking of Donna Summer’s Bad Girls. If you who supposedly lived on the dance floors of London, Paris, St Tropez and New York during the late seventies don’t know your 1976 Rose Royce track from your 1979 Donna Summer song, how are we to trust anything you write?
In 1977 Rupert lived in New York and that means more disco coverage in the book. By this time the details are no longer to be trusted, however entertaining the whole thing is. But, according to the club lists published in Vince Aletti’s Disco Files, the sounds above are what he must have been dancing to exactly 40 years ago.
Originally a hit for Frank Sinatra as My Way and then for Claude Francois as Comme D’Habitude, this version is a prime example of cocktail disco vintage 1976, complete with masses of strings, a drama vocal and the absolutely essential wooo!!!s from the girl chorus. Several other club versions appeared around the same time to excite or horrify dancers everywhere.