I had a normal childhood. My dad was unhappy because he did well financially early in the 70s but we struggled during the Carter years. Both my dad and mom officially became republicans because of Reagan.
Disco music was not really that bad, I bet there are secret disco fans among us. Donna Summer was great.
It’s hard to believe I remember what it was like BEFORE (C)rap music. Disco was everpresent in my early childhood and then sorta faded, with the remnants of the great Motown era still hanging around.
When rap first came on the scene, it was initially harmless and funny, but before the ‘80s were out, it had descended from guys doing neat moves and spinning on their back and making weird sound effects with their mouths to an ugly, drug-fueled, misogynistic and ultraviolent cult, inextricably linked to the Black criminal underclass (which sadly, each feeding off the other — meaning it dragged down Black culture, and then the culture dragged down the music even more, so on and so forth).
It is the national anthem of the feral class. I, for one, wish it had never come into being. We’d all have been better off for it.
I secretly liked disco, but as a long-haired, maggot-infested rock and roller of course had to disparage it.
I hated disco at the time, but appreciate it now, especially since the advent of rap, which seems to be the musical equivalent of locusts.
Early seventies Motown had strong moral lessons, which are especially poignant today, in comparison.
“...Disco music was not really that bad, I bet there are secret disco fans among us. Donna Summer was great....”
You’re talking to a guy here who played guitar in Hendrix, Zeppelin, and Deep Purple tribute bands... I just couldn’t stand the repetitiveness of the disco stuff.
That being said... the disco broads looked like tramps, and that wasn’t a bad thing (wink)...