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Monday, May 21, 2012
A Heavenly Fever
Well, this has been a shit week. My youth is being obliterated right and left! Such legends are leaving us.
At my wedding, I threw a curve at Jackie, my maid of honor, and had the DJ play her favorite song from the album, You Should Be Dancing. The poor woman was embarrassed as hell when I shoved her out on the floor to show off her moves, because we had a pretty tame crowd and nobody else would join in. Our friend Bill gallantly stepped out to join her and despite their twenty five year age difference, they were a perfect match.
In my twenties, I grew into my inner party girl, and like Donna Summer, Gloria Gaynor, Shaun Cassidy and a slew of others, The Bee Gees, including brother Andy, taught me how to let loose and live like there wasn't a tomorrow, even if only for a night. When the 70s came back around in style, I gave in to temptation and bought a pair of platform heels, five inches high. Then another, and one more to boot - black satin, with an open heel that was tall and thick, criss crossed over my red-painted toes. At long last, I had my Bad Sandy moment!
I never really was a girly girl. When I reflect and search for those brief times throughout my history, they are set to this soundtrack, to these anthems. There is something about disco that brings a girl out of her shell. I am fortunate to have actually been alive when this revolution lived, to see the blossoming of a nation of women who felt free to dance, no partner needed.
Rest in peace, Robin, Maurice and Andy. Somewhere, if there is an "up above," I suspect there's a fever of a whole new kind spreading itself amongst the clouds.