Back in the Day: we were all very young and thinking of the nights behind the decks during the 70's everything seemed to be done in a mad rush, either in triumphant euphoria caused by brand new vinyls, or in a nervous jittery state resulting from competition next door, almost panicking, spilling the drink and losing the beat in the mix. My deejaying was mostly chaotic with sudden, unplanned changes of mood and structure, punctured with sudden more or less useless mindstorms and influenced by a film or an experience abroad or even by weather: it's hot so I must do the tropical, oh no that gorgeous girl looks stoned and I don't have my copy of "Smoke Your Troubles Away" with me etc. What was frustrating was the enforced volume control - in my country it was a constant fight for your right to crank up the volume. Of course in many clubs the sound systems were so horrible maybe it was a blessing to the punters not being subjected to "You + Me = Love" at 120 decibels, would have caused permanent damage through those speakers.
Now: people demanding Madonna or worse still Carola, or any other entry for the Eurovision song contest of 2006. "But that's Disco, no?"



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Especially on the gay scene when a club night is labelled 'fabulous disco' for example in an ad only to arrive at the club to find music that sounds like a car alarm set to a computerised beat all night!:icon_mrgreen:

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