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Please, Don’t Demean My Disco Dance Memories!

November 26, 2018

I just received my morning Sentinel & Enterprise on this cold but beautifully sunny Black Friday, and lo and behold, what do my wandering eyes should read on the front page? An article about a recent event at our wonderful Leominster Library where people wear headphones and listen to music, and dance alone in silence.

OK, maybe I’m getting old, but please do not call this new fangled dance-craze “disco,” it does not represent the spirit or meaning of the word “disco” whatsoever! First off, my wife and I are disco veterans; we met in a disco in 1979 and spent many glorious nights in discos all over Massachusetts. And no one was silent or wearing headphones and dancing alone, for much of the evening anyway that I can remember. No.

Disco was the merging of talking to a stranger (Oh My!) -- yes, a real stranger which for today’s youth means someone who you never met before. You had to dance together to loud, pounding, move-your-feet and shake-your-booty disco music. No headphones, no dancing alone, none of that nonsense.

So, please, do not call this latest craze “disco.” It insults and demeans the very meaning and memory of that glorious too-short-time in America. I prefer if you call it “solitary confinement.” But, like I said previously, maybe I’m just getting old ... but I still sure know how to get down and boogie together with my disco dance partner for life, my wife!

George McNamara

Leominster

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