Nov
19
2017
0

The Fly

Lene Lovich – The Fly

Goth rock woman Lovich wrote the lyrics to Cerrone’s Supernature. She understood the kind of disco that throbbed in the brain of the man turned into…The Fly!

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Nov
17
2017
0

Los Maracaibos

Los Maracaibos – Magic Bimbo

A devotion to disco spirituality is one of the central purposes of life of each of us. My personal awakening took shape during 1974 at a very tender age after hearing Bimbo Jet’s seminal El Bimbo.

The success of the French track, written By Claude Morgan and produced by Lauren Rossi, immediately launched the production of countless cover versions worldwide and importantly, gave birth to inspired soundalikes such as Viva America by Banzaii featuring Les Glodettes and Ninas by Los Bomberos. Still, as a whole, the Bimbo Jet school of disco is a largely unheard body of work. This one by Los Maracaibos is a good example of the more obscure titles and is an absolutely essential collectors item.

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Nov
15
2017
0

ACTION!!!

ACTION!!!

HEAR: Kung Fu killers fight to the death at the Octagon arena! Corinne Clery the star of The Story of O sings the sexy disco version! One Black man who fights like an army! Horror! Raw realism and emotions! Adults only

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Nov
14
2017
0

Nico & Hanos

Niko & Hanos – Inca

Visual artists and musicians continue to explore the connection between images and music, to the extent that music becomes part of the form of the visual expression.

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Nov
12
2017
0

Pajaso

Il Guardiano Del Faro – Pajaso

Orchestral Italian disco with loads of moog’s and synthesizer fills. Grandiose!

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Nov
06
2017
2

USA

Peter Yates Round – USA

Let’s hear it for America and for Peter Yates!  According to the German sleeve he was massive star in the USA. Discoqs claims he was a “British multi-instrumentalist, producer and engineer. Often associated with evangelical religious releases.”

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Nov
03
2017
0

Kolotoc(r)

Kolotoc(r) – Trikat Laska

Czechoslovakia in 1978 – I don’t know what their deodorants were like but they sure knew how to do disco, like this wonderful version of Roy Boston’s Love Love Love.

 

 

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Oct
29
2017
4

Disco Dance 11 – Mutants in Mallorca

Dramatic and sexually suggestive music played during the Mutants present The Surrealisland party in Mallorca in September.

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Oct
18
2017
0

Flying World

Peter Luedemann – Flying World

After a very short time of pleasant easy life I, Ssidi Mansor, the seventh son of Calif of Ssidi K’ur, who is famous all through the region of Haroun-al-Maghab for having answered rightly three times to the riddles of the speaking owl Mutador, had quite forgotten the perils of my voyage to the City of Emeralds where I enjoyed relations with fourteen decieving Demons. It pleased me better to be up and doing. So once more providing myself with the rarest and choicest merchandise of Bagdad, I conveyed it to Balsora, and set sail with other merchants of my acquaintance for distant lands. We had touched at many ports and made much profit, when one day upon the open sea we were caught by a terrible wind which blew us completely out of our reckoning, and lasting for several days finally drove us into harbour on a strange island.

“I would rather have come to anchor anywhere than here,” quoth our captain. “This island and all adjoining it are inhabited by flying savages, who are certain to attack us, and whatever these dwarfs may do we dare not resist, since they swarm like locusts, and if one of them is killed the rest will fall upon us, and speedily make an end of us.”

These words caused great consternation among all the ship’s company, and only too soon we were to find out that the captain spoke truly. There appeared a vast multitude of hideous savages, not more than two feet high and covered with blue metal. They surrounded our vessel chattering meanwhile in a language we could not understand.

You may imagine the rage and terror that seized us as we watched them, neither daring to hinder them nor able to speak a word to deter them from their purpose, whatever it might be. Of this we were not left long in doubt. Hoisting the sails, and cutting the cable of the anchor, they sailed our vessel to an island which lay a little further off, where they drove us ashore; then taking possession of her, they made off to the place from which they had come, leaving us helpless upon a shore avoided with horror by all mariners for a reason which you will soon learn.

Turning away from the sea we wandered miserably inland, finding as we went various herbs and fruits which we ate, and camel’s milk we bought from an old woman of 132 years of age who had  seven beautiful daughters willing to dance the dance of Forgetful Bliss to us many times, feeling that we might as well live as long as possible though we had no hope of escape. Presently we saw in the far distance what seemed to us to be a splendid palace floating over the land, towards which we turned our weary steps, but when we reached it we saw that it was a castle, lofty, and strongly built. Climbing the ropes we had thrown to gain access to the wonderful sky city, and pushing back the heavy ebony doors we entered the courtyard, but upon the threshold of the great hall beyond it we paused, frozen with horror, at the sight which greeted us. On one side lay a huge pile of bones–human bones, and on the other numberless spits for roasting! Overcome with despair we sank trembling to the ground, and lay there without speech or motion. The sun was setting when a loud noise aroused us, the door of the hall was violently burst open and a horrible metal giant entered. He was as tall as a palm tree, and perfectly blue, and had one eye, which flamed like a burning coal in the middle of his forehead. His teeth were long and sharp and grinned horribly, while his lower lip hung down upon his chest, and he had ears like elephant’s ears, which covered his shoulders, and nails like the claws of some fierce bird, and an enormous fruitful male appendage that held us in awe and terror.

At this terrible sight our senses left us and we lay like dead men. When at last we came to ourselves the giant sat examining us attentively with his fearful eye. Presently when he had looked at us enough he came towards us, and stretching out his hand took me by the back of the neck, turning me this way and that, but feeling that I was mere skin and bone he set me down again and went on to the next, whom he treated in the same fashion; at last he came to the captain, and finding him the fattest of us all, he took him up in one hand and stuck him upon a spit and proceeded to kindle a huge fire at which he presently roasted him. After the giant had supped he lay down to sleep, snoring like the loudest thunder, while we lay shivering with horror the whole night through, and when day broke he awoke and went out, leaving us in the castle.

When we believed him to be really gone we started up bemoaning our horrible fate, until the hall echoed with our despairing cries. Though we were many and our enemy was alone it did not occur to us to kill him, and indeed we should have found that a hard task, even if we had thought of it, and no plan could we devise to deliver ourselves. So at last, submitting to our sad fate, we spent the day in wandering up and down the gardens of the city eating such fruits as delicious golden dates and pomegranates as we could find, and when night came we returned to the hall, having sought in vain for any other place of shelter. At sunset the giant returned, supped upon one of our unhappy comrades, slept and snored till dawn, and then left us as before. Our condition seemed to us so frightful that several of my companions thought it would be better to leap from the castle down to the sea below and perish in the waves at once, rather than await so miserable an end; but I had a plan of escape which I now unfolded to them, and which they at once agreed to attempt.

Then we found more delicious fruits, and having satisfied our hunger we presently lay down to rest, and many maidens arrived for our pleasure and before the banquet was ended, we decided to poison the giant and stay in the castle for many months and continue our adventures later.

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Oct
13
2017
0

Like To Love

Zacar Orchestra – Like To Love

Sleazy as hell – with John Tropea, Vince Tempera and Daniel Sentacruz Ensemble in the cast

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Oct
10
2017
0

DISSS-CO

DISSS-CO

A new book by Douglas Grimp, with a chapter called “DISSS-CO!”! “Before Pictures tells the story of Douglas Crimp’s life in New York City during the late 1960s through the turbulent 1970s. Crimp participated in all of what made the city so stimulating in that vibrant decade. The details of his professional and personal life are interwoven with this the particularly rich history of New York City at that time, producing a vivid portrait of both the critic and his adopted city. As he was developing his reputation as a critic, he was also partaking of the New York night life, from drugs and late nights alongside the Warhol crowd at the Max’s Kansas City to discos, roller-skating, and casual sex with famous (and not-so-famous)”.

the picture:  DJ Roy Thode at Ice Palace, Fire Island. The music: tracks hot in NYC in May 1976

 

 

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Oct
02
2017
0

Amor

Enterprise – Amor

The essence of music is a concept with no real right or wrong, but to ask the question What is good music? and find an answer that resonates personally can bring a different depth into the way of expressing your inner world, or just  expressing a feeling you can’t put words to. With this Spanish track we get to the true essence of good disco music.

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Sep
28
2017
0

Vacaciones 77

Vacaciones 77

Para muchos llegan las tan esperadas vacaciones y como a veces esa sensación de alegría y libertad es difícil de explicar, nosotros decidimos mostrarte canciones que nos recuerdan a las vacaciones de verano. Mirá y contanos cuál elegís vos para darle bienvenida al tan esperado descanso. ¿Cuál te gustó más?

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Sep
14
2017
0

This is how you Dance

John Barry – This Is How You Dance

You do know the essential dance moves, guys? Let Adalgiso guide you.

The Sexy Rolling Body: “This is a move that kind of looks like you are a snake,” says Adalgiso. Stand with your feet roughly a foot apart, and start with your head. Bow it forward and roll it back as if you were looking up toward the ceiling. With your head arching back, follow this same movement with your shoulders, rolling through the chest and down to the hips.

The Hot Thrusts: Isolate only your hips and pump them forward quickly or to the beat of the record. (this record is from the soundtrack of the 1972 film “Follow Me”)

The Crazy Bottom Shake: Isolate your bottom and shake it fast by rapidly moving your hips and upper thighs.

When you master these moves, you can start to remove your clothes slowly.

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Sep
11
2017
0

Le Jour Du Seigneur

Maximilien – Le Jour Du Seigneur

Judgement Day is almost here and that means eternal  damnation for the likes of you and I. We should have listened earlier to this stern warning from Maximilen Hadefi, off his 1976 album realesed in Canada.

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Sep
08
2017
0

Theresa reloaded

Re-issue: Theresa Waiter’s version of La Vie En Rose,  never commercially released.

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Sep
08
2017
0

Memai

Knocking Down Disco – Memai

“Thighs asphyxiating
Around neck and shoulders
Squeezing like a heart attack.”
-haiku  from the Edo period.
Track written by  村井邦彦.
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Aug
24
2017
0

Is Anybody There?

Rah Band – Is Anybody There

There was hardly anyone ever inside the Lower Ruth whenever you had a look. Still, somehow the large venue kept grinding for five decades in Jyväskylä, the town I grew up in. The club was always underappreciated, always in the shadow of more successful competition. “What are you saying, the Lower Ruth, you mean it’s still open?”

The place started as a cocktail lounge and like so many other venues, turned into a disco during the mid 70s. Thru the years the Ruth went thru countless name changes in useless attempts to create interest but it was always known by it’s name of birth. Now, the end has arrived for the old girl as the building is about to be demolished.

During the seventies the management realized no matter what they couldn’t lure in the hardcore clubbers so they went for the lower end of the market. This meant the music was a relentless medley of hits by the likes of Dshinghis Khan, Baccara, Boney M and all thru 1978 and even beyond, every track off the Saturday Night Fever soundtrack apart from Ralph McDonald’s Calypso Breakdown. That had a way too complex structure for the clientele of the Ruth.

The club was on the second floor of the building. The large windows were darkened with increasingly peeling black paint that let the midnight sun in during the summer. Come the winter the club was heated to the maximum, resulting in uncomfortable sauna-style ambiance.

Originally, things were not so bad. The design of the place during the sixties had a cool modern look to evoke a subtle James Bond-style experience. When disco hit, the expensive furniture was thrown out and the place was transformed into a hideous wild west saloon nightmare, complete with crudely drawn images of gunfights, dancing girls and cactus plants on cardboard walls that were erected on the premises to divide the space and supposedly create more visually interesting geometries. There were the swinging doors too of course, leading to the toilets that became a nightmare of their own.

So, when you for one reason or another walked up the stairs to check what’s going on at the Ruth, you’d first see there was nobody dancing to say, Eeny meeny miny moe by Luv. Along the walls, solitary figures would be sitting in booths, hunched over their beers. Beer was cheap there.  At the bar counter there were always small drunken groups of guys on the verge of asking the few girls in attendance to dance, never summoning up the courage. I myself actually played records there a couple of times – don’t ask why – and never saw anyone Get Up And Boogie.

Now that it’s curtain time, locals feel sad of course.

The track is an attempt to make Rah Band’s tune interesting by playing it at 45 rpm. In the spirit of the Lower Ruth, it didn’t really work.

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Aug
21
2017
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Aug
18
2017
0

Africa Bump

Sta. Cecilia Group – Africa Bump

Off the original Mexican pressing from 1975.

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