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DANCE HALL DAYS: How I survived the Summer of the SON OF SAM

DAVID BERKOWITZ, the SON OF SAM a.k.a. "The 44 Caliber Killer" had started killing slowly at first, no one really figured it out. The police thought it was just the typical random violence that exists in every major city, especially New York City! No one in the DISCO Nightlife culture was aware that we were being TARGETED!!! Finally when the New York Daily News ran the headline ".44 Caliber Killer!" We stopped spinning around and actually read the paper. We became aware of his existence now!

Now there was talk everynight about the KILLER. Who is he? Could I be next? Why? Was the chatter one could hear over the blaring DISCO music that came out of my speakers. But no seemed too worried, there was just talk. As the victims started to add up, and the New York Police department didn't have any ideas, the TALK got progressively louder. I could actually see the anxiety and worry on my patrons faces. The following week after still more victims surfaced on our streets, it was almost a panic. Finally when the headlines read, "SON OF SAM KILLER!" PANIC wasn't a strong enough adjective to describe what occurred in the New York City DISCO nightlife. It was DEVASTATING!!

Soon, the crowds started to shrink, the dancers weren't there anymore, preferring safety rather than risking their lives by venturing into the City. Still more bodies were found, killed "execution" style, now there were no-BODIES in the Big Apple DISCOS, unless you were GAY, it didn't effect them, The SON OF SAM didn't have it out for GAY men, only Brunettes and their men. The women who had the balls to to venture out, had died their hair BLONDE, hoping that was a .44 caliber bullet repellent. Hey, it worked, no hair color other then Brown was shot!

As the crowds dwindled at the DISCO, something had to be done. Clubs actually closed their doors, Jewish Lightning struck all over town. I went out HUNTING this guy!! There were hundreds of others who were too, cruising the New York streets looking for the killer. We never found him, but did beat up alot of suspicious looking individuals!!

In my home, across the Hudson River in Union City, Hoboken, Jersey City and vicinity, the young Spanish kids stopped going into the New York City, now staying home on the weekends instead. I noticed this right away, and decided that if they weren't going to go to New York City, I was going to bring New York City DISCOS to them!!

In the past two years, I occasionally would rent a DANCE HALL in Hudson County, New Jersey. I would book a few DISCO acts, a couple of local bands and a SALSA band to perform. I would put as many speakers as I could find into this hall, provide a light show, bring my records and mobile outfit, and deejay between the acts. It was always a success, But not as profitable as it sounded. By the time I paid my bills, I only made a few hundred dollars. Not worth the effort. But now, as David Berkowitz crated a havoc in the streets of New York City, I started to rent DANCE HALLS every weekend. On Saturday at The Embassy Theater in North Bergen, the following Friday in Hudson Hall in West New York. A Saturday at Shulzten Park, and so on. This time It would be a DISCO act, a Black act and a SALSA act that I would deejay between. That gave me a broader fan base. It worked to perfection. The Summer of 1977, THE SUMMER OF SAM in New York, made me a lot of money in New Jersey. Those DANCE HALL PARTIES put two or three thousand bodies in them, dancing to my mixing and to the bands like The Trammps, The Crown Heights Affair and Kool and the Gang.

Every venue got larger, soon I would rent giant DANCE HALLS like the IMPERIAL MANOR in Bergen County, a reception palace off the highway that held five thousand people. It cost a little more to rent, but since I got a portion of the liquor sales as well, and there would be thousands there, I cleaned up. I didn't mind the inconvenience of doing all the work, cause I made most of the money.

Then two things happened at the same time. I had competition, others started to do the same thing, only their formula was better. Some had multiple Big name acts, others would let the women in free, or for less. Where there were women, the men followed. As I decided to stop having these DANCE HALL PARTIES, the New York Police finally caught THE SON OF SAM!! The NIGHTMARE was over! I returned to the Clubs as did the crowds. I made money providing Jersey with top notch DISCO while DAVID BERKOWITZ, the SON OF SAM finally went to jail.

The kids who were too young to go to New York, were exposed to the DISCO life at these DANCE HALL PARTIES. They became the next wave of Club goers, deejays and DISCO FANS. I felt a deep sense of accomplishment, and a lot heavier in the wallet.

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