Whoo-hoo!
This is a week I'll be very glad to see the back of - nothing's quite as frustrating as dealing with work bollocks in the living-room all day while just yards away, the sunny garden and all its associated pottering jobs beckons...
To welcome the prospect of another hot weekend afoot, what better than a little something that was in the UK charts this week - gulp! - 44 years ago?!
It's Legs & Co at their (ahem!) finest, too - Thank Disco It's Friday!
Have a great weekend, dear reader!
Move back to Devon; there are no sunny distractions here!
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Ack. As soon as I finished typing that the sun started to break through the thick clouds.
I think I'll decline your kind offer - the Devonian Grey has engulfed us a bit, too, over the past couple of days. Besides, like Mr DeVice, you don't have night buses. Jx
DeleteWell, that gif has a little flouncy to it, eh? And those poor girls dancing to Disco Inferno. Oh, adore the song. But having to jiggle about in bikinis modified with spray painted gold records? Sigh. Costumes on a budget. Who hasn't been 'there'? Enjoy your weekend, dear. I hope to be one gin fizz in by 6 pm. Kizzes.
ReplyDeleteThat's a gif of me at 4pm every Friday!
DeleteThe entire career of Legs & Co [the dancers from BBC's Top of the Pops] was one long costume disaster, but they are still a "national treasure"...
I could do with a gin right now. Jx
I didn't realize they were supposed to be gold records (thank you upton king.) I thought they were cymbals and kept waiting for the girls to play them by crashing into each others' skinny butts. Imagine my disappointment when that never materialized.
ReplyDeleteI imagine that there was a whole generation of Dads, watching Top of the Pops with their offspring, who were disappointed there wasn't more "girl-on-girl-action" as well. Jx
DeleteOh, and I thought they were saucepan lids draped with unravelled brillo pads. Ah, well...
DeleteThey quite possibly were, given the BBC's budget. Jx
DeletePerhaps knocked out by the Blue Peter team after hours?
DeleteI thought I could see a Fairy Liquid bottle - with the brand name blocked out with black tape, of course - in there somewhere! Jx
DeleteOh man I remember that song! They'd play it in the meatrack clubs in Portland, but the gay discos? HAIL no. They were all about Hall and Oates, Wild Cherry, Donna Summers and Aretha Franklin, Lakeside Funk, Cameo, Maceo and Parker and Maze, Mothers Finest, and the sweet, sweet sounds of the Average White Band! Man this brings back some (topless) memories! Bring the flava son!
ReplyDeleteI was just fifteen when this - and Saturday Night Fever, from which soundtrack it emerged - were around. No gay clubs or meatracks for me at the time, more's the pity. Jx
DeleteI wish the discs were cymbals,. It would have made a much more interesting dance routine !
ReplyDeleteNo matter the gimmick, even Sir Frederick Ashton couldn't get those girls to dance in time. Jx
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