SATURDAY NIGHT FEVER

 

It’s embarrassing.  I’d really rather not have to admit this but I must come clean.  I have to confess to this horrid transgression.  But, but, be assured, I am ever so ashamed.  Well, here goes:

 

I still own a copy of the “Saturday Night Fever” soundtrack.  There was a time when I thought disco was cool—and not in an ironic way.  I loved the whole “Saturday Night Fever” thing.  I thought the BeeGees were gods and I wanted to dance like John Travolta.

 

Oh God, this is so embarrassing to admit that even got excited over the movie version of  “Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Heart’s Club Band.”  I was that into the BeeGees as a 12 year old.  The whole Scene and the thoughts of strutting to “Staying Alive” were always with me.  Fortunately my obsession with “Staying Alive” didn’t negate actually staying alive.

 

Now I realize that 70’s nostalgia is making it all cool again.  They have that geeky commercial with those geeky polyester throwbacks being excited over a disco album.

 

Well, this is one bandwagon that I don’t need to hop on.  It was overblown then and I never fully got off the wagon anyway.  I never abandoned Kool & the Gang.  I really have no need to try to be hip or cool.  I just try to be myself.  And I’ll admit it, I still think the BeeGees were a good band and they did write some classic songs.  It’s still embarrassing to admit.  I sometimes want to throw a bag over my head like an ‘80s era New Orleans Saints fan.  But I have to admit that even though I feel trepid in this grand confession, it does feel good to get it off my chest.  I’m just wondering what my penance will be as I try to atone for this cosmic faux pas.

 

 

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