Monday, September 18, 2006

you make me feel like dying



















Trin has already brought this up. Seventies music please ...

Now stop right there. The seventies were the Dark Ages for music. Why would any DJ, particularly cutting-edge ones, play music that was designed to celebrate the nuclear annihilation of the human race? Music from a decade when the height of fashion was the IRA tank top and flares. Where even my dad had long hair and a zapata moustache? When Railway Magazine was 20p and I earned £9 a WEEK??

We are designed to forget that decade. The music celebrated the defeat of the human spirit. We were spiralling into terminal decline with Edward Heath, Leo Sayer and Marje Proops leading the collapse.

It's scary. Teenagers listen to the most awful pap, Daniel O'Donnell at 1 decibel. And people from 'our' generation for the most part seem to have stopped their musical development at the age of 19, hence their nihilistic nostalgia for the 70s.

Get this - discos are for DANCING. Dance music did not arrive till the late 80s, growing from Chicago House and Factory in Manchester, the rave scene and a return to basics.

But, to be fair, I'm game. There must be something from the seventies that just by chance uses a dance beat. The Sweet? Sex Pistols. It's a struggle. Slade? With a dash of irony and more than a dash of alcohol it might just work, so perhaps at the next gig a bit of seventies will get slipped in. But what's the betting it clears the dancefloor and we have to do a quick recovery?

But that's the beauty of DJing - unpredictability and having to think on your feet. Watch this space!!

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