DISCOENCYCLOPEDIA OF POPULAR CULTURE
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sexual promiscuity and night life, all of which came together during
the 1970s as ‘‘disco,’’ one of the most glitzy and celebrated fads in
American popular cultural history. Between 1975 and 1979, the
established sensibilities of rock and pop, which emphasized sincerity,
emotion, and rebellion, gave way to the enchantment of dance floor
rhythms, which colonized popular imagination as an alluring dream-
scape of pleasure and sexual utopia. In disco, the boundary between
commercial fabrication and real experience became blurred. Disco
ushered in a new post-1960s concept of hedonistic weekends, holi-
days, and exciting after-hours activity that was open to anyone with a
reasonable income, a basic sense of rhythm and a good body.
However, for all its fashionable accouterments, what lay at the
essential heart of the disco craze was the music. Characterized by an
insistently repetitive base and a hypnotic beat, overlaid with teasing,
sexy vocals, it captivated and mesmerized its adherents.
Though psychedelic dance bars had experimented with combi-
nations of dance, music, and lighting since the 1960s (‘‘oil wheels’’
and ‘‘sound-to-light’’ systems), it was during the 1970s that the
technological, musical, and fashion elements that define the culture of
the dance club were refined and popularized. In the early 1970s discos
began expanding their equipment to include a wider array of musical
and visual props. The ‘‘mirror ball,’’ which could fragment a white
spotlight into a million rotating dots, became the symbol of the new
disco, along with synchronized lights that were matched to the bass
track of a record. Later, with the appearance of the smoke machine
and dry ice, came the ‘‘pin spot’’ light, which could stab through a
cloud of smoke to cast an illuminated shaft across a darkened room.
Throughout the 1970s, commercial dance clubs sprang up across the
country, ranging from fashionable and exclusive big city venues like
New York’s Studio 54, to more modest hotel discos and revamped
bars and clubs. The larger venues included advanced lighting and
music systems controlled by a disc jockey, or DJ, who lorded over the
collective euphoria from an elevated booth, cajoling the crowd to
‘‘get down and boogie.’’ Disco fashions highlighted the tight fit, high
heels, platforms, and the funky ‘‘gentleman’s’’ three-piece suits, and
displayed an unabashed preference for polyester.
Pop music had always been danceable and flamboyant, but what
set disco apart was that it was not only music for dancing, but also
music about dancing. The disco beat was the anthem of the dancers,
the disco floor a wonderland of sexual promise where anything might
happen, providing the perfect environment to indulge the pursuit of
one’s fantasy. Unlike the ‘‘be-ins,’’ the pot parties, and other esca-
pades favored by hippies, disco promised an experience of the exotic
that could be easily slotted into a well ordered working week and
coordinated with a regular pattern of one night stands. Film titles such
as Thank God It’s Friday and Saturday Night Fever reflected the
compartmentalized nature of this package-tour utopia. Though dis-
co’s dreamland of sexual fulfillment is often remembered as the
longing of the heterosexual male libido, the real origins of disco’s
sexual imagery lie in the gay club scene of New York and San
Francisco, where its camp atmosphere of sexual reverie was first
born. This fact was largely obscured from disco’s audiences at the
time. With hindsight, it is astonishing that middle-class, heterosexual
listeners were oblivious to the homo-erotic suggestions that permeate
the songs of such widely accepted groups as The Village People—
songs such as ‘‘Macho Man,’’ ‘‘In the Navy,’’ and ‘‘YMCA.’’ As it
matured, disco sanitized and commercialized itself and, at its peak, it
was targeted at an age group too young to be admitted to a real dance
club, let alone have any clue as to what separated gay from straight
dance culture.
Disco’s real ground zero, however, was not the concert hall or
even the dance floor, but the AM radio dial. Mainstream radio started
playing disco music in the mid-1970s, and by December 1978, 200
disco-only formats aired across the country. Six months later, the
number had increased by a further 50. In 1974 and 1975 respectively,
George McCrae’s ‘‘Rock Your Baby’’ and Van McCoy’s ‘‘The
Hustle’’ introduced the sounds of disco to AM radio, though it was a
few years before artists such as Kool & The Gang, Gloria Gaynor,
Donna Summer, the Bee Gees, KC and The Sunshine Band, Sister
Sledge, Diana Ross, and the Village People rode the wave of disco
enthusiasm. By the time disco dominated the airwaves in 1979, even
Rod Stewart and the Rolling Stones were among those who had
hopped onto the bandwagon.
No group stands out as more emblematic of the period than the
Bee Gees, who began the 1970s as a British-Australian pop phenome-
non with moderate sales, and made a sensational break through on the
soundtrack of Saturday Night Fever. The film, which made a star of
John Travolta, focused on a working-class youth who escapes the
mundane reality of life by becoming a demi-god of the local disco
scene. The soundtrack was originally released as a double LP in 1977,
becoming the industry’s biggest selling soundtrack album and pro-
ducing ten singles hits from its 17 tracks, of which ‘‘How Deep Is
Your Love,’’ ‘‘Stayin’ Alive,’’ and ‘‘Night Fever’’ dominated the
pop charts in 1977 and 1978. The famous image of Travolta, wearing
a white polyester suit, his pelvis thrust forward and his finger raised
skyward against a background of disco lights, came to define the
decade, an emblem of disco’s garish eroticism. The Bee Gees, whose
thumping, squealing ballads of sexual enterprise saturated the film,
typified disco music for the remainder of the decade. Ironically, both
Travolta and the Bee Gees later fell victim to the fickleness of fads
and fashion, and became easy objects of ridicule for some years to come.
By the end of 1979, disco’s celebration of the fanciful and the
fake was beginning to wear thin. After a stream of ‘‘one-hit won-
ders,’’ disco seemed to be more the product of producers and
promoters than of the artists themselves. One of the problems was that
disco music seemed to lack talented performing musicians: electroni-
cally manipulated sounds replaced the bass, drums and guitar that had
typified rock, and in live performances disco stars came to rely
increasingly on recorded tracks and off-stage musical support. The
Village People, largely a stage act, kept back-up singers entirely out
of view of the audience. More than this, disco proved notoriously
adaptable to a variety of commercial marketing devices. A record
called Hooked on Classics, whose cover featured a Mozart-like
character mimicking Travolta’s famous pose from Saturday Night
Fever, mixed well-known classical music hits to a disco beat. Novelty
songs like ‘‘disco duck’’ climbed the AM charts, and even the theme
from the film 2001: A Space Odyssey, was re-recorded as a disco hit.
Perhaps the most interesting thing about disco was its strange
demise and long disgrace. Its commercialism, its ersatz sexuality and
its reliance on radio to reach an average music consumer—rather than
record sales to reach a ‘‘fan’’ market of countercultural listeners—
seemed to violate everything rock stood for, and provoked a powerful
backlash from fans of ‘‘real’’ rock. Hostility came to a head in 1979
when a ‘‘Disco Demolition Derby’’ was organized by radio DJ Steve
Dahl at a baseball game at Detroit’s Tiger Stadium. Anti-disco fans
burned more than 100,000 albums, hoisted ‘‘disco sucks’’ banners,
and rioted, forcing the cancellation of the game. The precise nature of
this backlash remains unclear: Dahl’s event, which has since been
compared to fascist book burnings, may have been homophobic,
sexist or racist, or it may have expressed a widespread disappointment