Category: Music

Dolly’s one and only disco hit, but it was huge and never failed to fill the dance floor. Can’t help but think she knew who her fans were even then. And on pink vinyl, no less. Well played, Dolly. Well played.

Continuing on the Rinder & Lewis groove of the past few days…

Back in the day, a DJ acquaintence of mine from the Gay Students Organization at the University of Arizona used to mix this with some audio tracks he lifted off a gay S&M porn video.

Let’s just say it worked.

I often wonder whatever happened to the guy. At this point I don’t even remember his name, but I was wicked jealous of his gear. (No, not that gear, you dirty birds—although I know we hooked up at least once—even if I have no direct memory of the encounter beyond going to dinner and ending up back in his bedroom.) I mean his stereo gear.

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Ah, ah, ay, ay…ooh ooh…ooh ooh…

Scandalous!

Back in the day, RCA was forced to release an alternate version that didn’t contain the lyric, “No blacks, no Jews, and no gays,” which kind of obliterated the whole meaning of the song…

This song never fails to bring a smile to my face.

Clear 40 minutes from your calendar, plug in your headphones, put your feet up, close your eyes, and let your mind wander…

About 10 minutes into this,  I’m 20 again, skimming over endless dunes in my landspeeder.

This is another one of those songs that I will forever associate with my first year in San Francisco.