Showing posts with label Rose Royce. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rose Royce. Show all posts

Friday, 6 September 2024

Everybody on the floor

Yay! The end of the week is nigh...

Time for a boogie, dear reader - so, whether you choose to don your biggest Afro, or swathe yourself in feathers from headdress to knicker-line, let's get that party started...

...just like Miss Gwen Dickie and her boys in Rose Royce - and Thank Disco It's Friday!

Have a great weekend, peeps!

Friday, 28 August 2020

This ain't no place to be if you planned on being a star



This is it, folks! The last Bank Holiday three-day weekend until Xmas is looming, so we'd better make the most of it...

After another tortuous week hunched uncomfortably over the crappy little laptop, cursing everyone and everything to do with work, perhaps it's best to remember:

"You might not ever get rich
But let me tell you it's better than digging a ditch!"


...and Thank Disco It's Friday!


Hope you're taking note of the dance tutorial from Legs & Co.

Have a great long weekend, dear reader!

Friday, 25 November 2016

I wanna know, I wanna know



Darlings, there's another weekend looming - and we have the ninth birthday of Polari gay literary salon to look forward to tonight, a dry-if-cold few days ahead, and best of all, no work!

What better way to start the party atmosphere than with a number that is guaranteed to get yer hips shaking? As I said about this very song three years ago:
It has horns, it has synthesizers, it has an opening riff so intensely catchy it was used again for another dance classic (Theme From S-Express by S-Express). It has a girl called Dickey. It has acres of tight, primary-coloured satin, afros and sparkles. It's utterly fantabulosa.
It's Rose Royce - so Thank Disco It's Friday!


Sometimes you get a thing for me and you want my company, yes, you do, baby
So I drive for miles to be where you are
I know each time I go I give a little of me away, each time, baby
Just tell me am I the fool who came to town, am I, baby

Is it love you're after
Or just a good time, tell me, baby
Is it love, love, love you're after
Or just a good time

I don't need a thrill to make me feel what I already am, pretty woman, baby
I just want something real when it all goes down, yeah, yeah
Can I believe, put my trust in this love I have found, can I, honey
Or do I have to ride the merry-go-round, do I, baby

Is it love you're after
Or just a good time, tell me, baby
Is it love, love, love you're after
Or just a good time

I wanna know, I wanna know
I've got to know, I've got to know
I wanna know, I wanna know
I've got to know, I've got to know!


But did she ever find out? That is the question...

Have a great weekend, dear reader!

Friday, 3 October 2014

Come on, people



It's been a lonnngg week, my honeys - but the weekend is almost with us!

To get us in the mood for a party (it's Crog's birthday celebrations with booze'n'curry tonight, so that's a good start), let's don some sparkly hair beads, funky eyewear and maybe a spangly jumpsuit, roll back the rug and get frugging! In the company of Gwen Dickey and the boyz of Rose Royce, we have little option...


Thank Disco It's Friday!

Have a good one, whatever you do....

Friday, 11 January 2013

Just a good time



Relief (in the form of the weekend) is almost at hand, and I have just the song with which to celebrate...

It has horns, it has synthesizers, it has an opening riff so intensely catchy it was used again for another dance classic (Theme From S-Express by S-Express). It has a girl called Dickey. It has acres of tight, primary-coloured satin, afros and sparkles. It's utterly fantabulosa.

It's Rose Royce and the classic Is It Love You're After?!


Thank Disco It's Friday!

Have a fab weekend...

Rose Royce website

Friday, 14 August 2009

Who you calling sorry looking?



Happy birthday today to the fabulous Antonio Fargas, probably best known for his role as the super-fly Huggy Bear in Starsky & Hutch, as well as any number of "blaxploitation" movies in the 1970s.

By far my favourite role of his was as the irrepressibly camp yet streetwise "Lindy" in the 1976 movie Car Wash. For not only was his one of the earliest portrayals of an out gay character many people had seen in a mainstream movie, he was also not required to meet a tragic end, nor be sidelined into a background role (hairdresser, waiter, etc.) as had so many gay parts in films before.

Far from it! For me, he delivers possibly one of the best gay put-downs in cinema history...
Lindy: "I'm so tired of you running off at your mouth it's getting me down honey. Why don't you just leave? And be an assassin? Or is the only thing you're good at shooting off is your big mouth?"
Duane: "Will you please get out of my face you sorry looking faggot."
Lindy: "Who you calling sorry looking?"
[Everybody laughs]
Duane: "Can't ya'll see she ain't funny?"
[Laughter stops]
Duane: "She's just another poor example of how the system is destroying our men."
Lindy: "Honey, I'm more man than you'll ever be and more woman than you'll ever get!"
[Fingers - Snap! Snap!]
Genius! And just because I am now reminded of that wonderful film, here's the equally brilliant title song:


Antonio Fargas website

Monday, 23 June 2008

You might not ever get rich, but let me tell you it’s better than digging a ditch...

... there is no tellin' who you might meet, a movie star or maybe even an Indian chief!

Happy (sunny) Monday - here's the brillant Rose Royce: