I had plenty of warning of the most compelling kind: Classy and attractive women of a year or two older, no longer content with simply rockin’, recruiting my best buddy to accompany them to Atlanta’s hippest late-‘70s dance complex, which preferred its patrons male but allowed women accompanied by a male.
Would it have hurt me to go along? Let’s see, maybe learn some dance moves with a couple of fine-looking women while broadening one’s vistas and perhaps spotting a great way to make some dollars in the future (DJ)?
Nah, you’re right, too risky, stick to your guns, keep banging your head at the nearby state university where the frat boys are listening to “Beach Music” and the frat girls seem to be ok with that.
This happy reminiscence comes to you courtesy this week’s special Let It Roll installment of Technoroll, the LItR mega-series about the history of the DJ and the book “Last Night A DJ Saved My Life - The History of the Disc Jockey.”
So far I’ve learned a lot from the series about the humble disc jockey and his or her abiding influence upon popular music, its dissemination and consumption.
I’ve also been reminded of the vicissitudes of youth and the lamentable wages of fear and ignorance. If ifs and buts were candies and nuts. . .
Ed Legge (@freebirdyeller) is a life-long musician, long-time journalist and sometime corporate dweeb who’s writing a book about originating rock ‘n’ roll’s most absurd tradition.