Showing posts with label Boogie Oogie Oogie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Boogie Oogie Oogie. Show all posts

Friday, 28 March 2025

Boy, oh, boy, have I got news for you

The sun is shining, the blossom is blossoming, the birds are twatting tweeting in the trees, Mother's in town tomorrow for Mothers' Day [Mothering Sunday], and the clocks go forward on Sunday - a good weekend afoot, methinks!

Let's get in the mood for a proper party in the company of two very talented ladies, that bassline, and probably the classiest Disco song of them all...

Thank Disco It's Friday, indeed!

Have a great weekend, folks...

Friday, 25 June 2021

Ac-shon!

Were it not for the machinations of a certain global pandemic, tomorrow would have been Gay Pride in London - our Gay Xmas has instead been moved to the most inappropriate date of 11th September [yes, that's right; a vast crowd of gayers congregating en masse in the West End on the 20th anniversary of the Twin Towers atrocity! That's not going to give any would-be terrorists any ideas, is it?]...

Far be it for me to miss an opportunity for a party, however, and I have decided that in the absence of a real event only a triple-bill of absolute classics from the most glitter-ball-strewn, joyful era of sweaty clubbing will do - so crank up the smoke machine, squeeze into your shiniest lycra, and Thank Disco It's Pride Eve Friday!!

Have a great weekend, dear reader - even if you're not planning to parade down Regent Street in glitter stilettos and hot pants with your face painted in rainbow colours!


Footnote:

As I said back in 2012, it was this remix version of the final song in today's triumvirate that became my absolute obsession two decades later:

Friday, 22 August 2014

Listen to the music and let your body flow



We have been without hot water at Dolores Delargo Towers #3 since we returned to London on Monday night, dear reader. The boiler's packed in, and it seems to be taking an age (and a lot of nagging of our landlady) to get things sorted, and to avoid us having to boil kettles just to wash. Grim. Engineer #2 arrives today, so let's see if he can do any better than the last one, who knew what to do to fix things but was obviously going to cost her too much. We know how this works.

Hey ho. It is a long weekend in prospect, whatever happens! I can always go to a sauna to get a shower...

So without further ado let's celebrate the end of another week in style. Featuring America's answer to Pan's People, the Solid Gold Dancers, here's A Taste of Honey and Boogie Oogie Oogie - Thank Disco It's Friday!


How rude of Andy Gibb and Marilyn McCoo to interrupt the lovely ladies.

Hope your Bank Holiday Weekend's a good one!

Friday, 25 March 2011

Get Down...



A sunny weekend is in prospect.

Get your best satin jumpsuit and your "fuck me heels" on... and let's BOOGIE!

Thank Disco It's Friday!