Even if I wanted to — and I do — I can’t get these songs out of my head. No — this post has nothing to do with last night’s Grammy Awards.
During high school and college, I used to go to the clubs in Manhattan — ok, not a lot of them, not constantly. I wasn’t a club kid and I don’t believe I used the term as a verb — clubbing — but that’s because I also didn’t like the word partying (which had come on the scene around the time I did) — but only from a grammar perspective.
I mean, type and typing made sense to me; both were real words. But at the time, neither party or club appeared in the dictionary as a verb (partying and clubbing, that is). I’ve long since accepted that, and don’t have a problem with texting. Except when someone is texting while driving (TWD).
Back to the main point: I didn’t always like clubbing perhaps because it’s hard to tell jokes in loud places.
But one thing that kept me going was the thought that disco music was a passing fad, and that it would quickly fade just as so much else in the 70s & 80s seemed disposable…such as so-called TV entertainment like “Brady Bunch,” “Fantasy Island” & “Love Boat.”
Now, when I go to Spinning class at the gym, most of the songs they play are disco. I can’t escape. This morning, I’ve got a choice of “Mamma Mia” or “Turn the Beat Around” (the original version). Having that beat in my head is making it difficult to type accurately.
And, for the record, the Spinning class is not PR-related.Tagged: Brady Bunch, Fantasy Island, Love Boat, Mamma Mia