As a native New Yorker born in 1955 and still is living in Manhattan in 2023, this was one of my favorite songs from back in 1977. Many of my neighbors, relatives, and friends have since passed away. I wish I could go back into time when Disco music was popular and not the RAP garbage we here today. I love New York City because its the greatest city on the planet. I will be buried in Woodlawn Cemetery in the Bronx, New York when God Almighty calls me to glory. 🙏🙏🙏
Know that cemetery by name.But old time school rap good too.And relatives of mine visited Manhattan in 1986,on a prize trip.1986.N.O. The Big Easy and Cape Kennedy/Canaveral too.
2:53 this one would be politically uncorrect today.And i'm not into sexual harassment.THE SPANK.🇮🇹LA SCULACCIATA.HANKY PANKY-MADONNA.Even though in Tirol,german speaking country,they do have such a move.l
I was born is 1975 and these songs were played throughout my childhood. Wish this era could return. People enjoyed themselves with less and were happier
ahhh the best time back then, no social media trash, fakebook, dumb twitter, snapchat, stupid tik tok! when you wanted to see or talk to somebody you went out, or called.. Born and raised in New York and so glad got to enjoy this awesome time of music and dancing, ---- the best! feel so sorry for kids growing up today just stuck on these cell phones and social media crap! they will never know this era of fun!
1963, drafted in the U.S.A. army. Stationed in Ft. Devens on a weekend leave with a soul brother from Brooklyn teamed with me to party coss I've got them gappers.We go to the Paladium Club in Brooklyn. Appearing Odyssey. I been enthralled ever since ❤😂😊🎉, AFTER VIETNAM, STILL ABOVE B.S. CHECK OUT THE PARTY, how can you not be inspired. The life of a NATIVE NEW YORKER IS AN AMERICAN NATIONAL HAPPENING
LOL. Native New Yorker here, born in the right time. It wasn’t all discos and partying. In the 70s we had the Son of Sam murderer scaring us all out of our wits for a season; a massive blackout with associated looting; a crashing economy, and hot, stinky, sweaty subways that broke down all the time. In the 80s the AIDS crisis, crack epidemic, and high crime rates accompanied all that. The rats and roaches were awful. I’ll always love NYC, but to those who weren’t there and romanticize that era, I have to say: don’t believe the hype. We still had to go to work every day, fight our way through, and make it back in one piece. Most of life took place outside the discos. If you rewatch Saturday Night Fever, you’ll see that it’s about a guy discovering that the disco scene was an illusion to be left behind. In the late 70s I did fashion display work with a crew of gay men, some of whom got to work hung over from partying the night before. Nothing glam about them then. Just a few years later, after I left that job, I had to wonder if any of them survived the onslaught of AIDS. Enjoy the distorted view you get of those times. But remember those who never lived to see the 90s.
