So this dude got pissed off about my last blog about The Price Is Right and tweeted the following:
I guess he thought I was talking crap about Bob Barker and the early-70s version of the show. I guess he thought I was some kind of youngster who couldn’t appreciate the “progressive” nature of the program. I guess he made quite a few assumptions about me, so I had to set him straight.
I messaged him and said that I both personally experienced the 1970s and wore my hair big (and my clothes tight) as was the custom at the time.
Let it be known that he did not respond to my retort.
This talking about the 70s has got me reminiscing. Those were the days of disco, and like many red-blooded American males of that era, I enjoyed blow-drying my hair, getting tipsy (on beer before leaving home), hauling ass to the nearest bar—one with strobe lights and a dancefloor—ordering rum and Cokes (upon arrival at said joint), and finally, after drinking away any and all inhibitions I might ever have had, getting down in the manner of John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever.
All this recollecting got me so fired up that I went online and prowled around until I found this video from 1976. It shows a live performance of Dazz, by Brick, one of the all-time best boogie songs and dance bands from an era when folks really knew how to shake their groove thangs.
That performance inspired me to dig a whole lot more. I ended up unearthing I’m Your Boogie Man (that’s what I am!) by none other than KC and the Sunshine Band.
If these don’t make you want to shake your booty, I’m pretty sure you’re either dead or ain’t got no booty to shake. Either way, you’re screwed.