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By
Gary
Trudeau
THE
INTERNATIONAL
SCENE
Disco:
All
that
glitters.
by
ALLAN
BAHEN
Disco,
a
four
letter
word
standing
for
a
four
billion
dollar
entertainment
industry.
From
humble
beginnings
three
short
years
ago
in
New
York
City,
disco
now
has
its
own
franchises,
music
industry
and
radio
stations.
High
power
promotion
and
a
single
movie
SATURDAY
NIGHT
FEVER
launched
a
mega-industry.
In
reference
to
promotion,
or
its
slang
term
"hype",
Neil
Bogart,
president
of
Casablanca
Records
in
a
Rolling
Stone
article
on
Donna
Summer,
his
premiere
artist
said,
"Hype,
what
a
marvelous
misused
word.
.
.
If
you
hype
something
and
it
succeeds,
you're
a
genius;
if
vou
hype
it
and
it
fails,
then
it's
just
a
hype."
The
sound
track
of
SATURDAY
NIGHT
FEVER
sold
over
fifteen
million
copies.
The
movie
has
grossed
over
one
hundred
million
dollars.
John
Travolta
and
the
Bee
Gees
are
big
league
stars
today.
The
movie
hyped
the
music,
the
music
hyped
the
movie.
Disregarding
the
hype,
disco
is
still
a
very
marketable
product.
All
discos
are
basically
alike,
the
product
is
therefore
standardized,
and
the
con
sumer
is
purchasing
a
familiar
item.
No
longer
does
success
hinge
on
the
popularity
of
the
booked
rock
and
roll
band.
Break
the
success
formula
down
into
components
and
the
music
is
foremost.
The
phallicly
probing
bass
is
from
soul,
the
fast
tempo
from
jazz,
the
thumping,
mechanically
insistent
beat
is
from
rock
and
much
of
the
sound
is
synthesizer'
derived.
The
sound
system
is
tailored
to
the
sound:
high
notes
(cymbals
and
rhythmic
strings)
are
emphasized
and
the
decibels
are
there
but
the
actual
effect
is
soft
and
stimulating.
A
good
system
overwhelms
a
dancer
on
the
floor
but
yet
a
short
distance
away,
conversation
is
possible.
Throw
in
a
light
show
and
the
disco
experience
is
subliminal,
the
body
is
exhorted
to
dance,
dance,
dance.
The
music
says
nothing
but
suggests
a
great
deal.
Surround
the
music
with
the
necessary
fixtures,
spread
the
word
and
wait
for
the
disco
people.
Steve
Rubell,
co-owner
of
Studio
54
in
New
York
City,
home
of
la
haute
societe
de
disco,
described
disco
people
as
"fun
people,
attractive
people
...
If
they're
not
my
kind
of
people
they
don't
get
in."
Rubell
calls
the
Studio,
the
world's
top
celebrity
disco.
Last
year
in
its
first
year
of
operation
Studio
54
made
a
profit
of
$800,000.
The
crowd
is
well
dressed
young
professionals
bathing
in
sensory
overkill,
an
elegant
atmosphere
of
extremes:
beautiful
people,
plush
surroundings,
spectacles,
illusions,
exotic
drugs,
liquor
and
sound.
Together
they
make
up
disco's
ambient
contemporary
formula
for
turn
on
pleasure.
The
crowd
is
lively,
the
dancing
is
frenzied
and
serious,
conversations
are
punctuated
with
laughter
and
eyes
ceaselessly
scan
the
scene.
But
on
closer
inspection
where
there
is
the
true
friendship,
the
real
intimacy?
Everyone
is
hustling
something
or
somebody.
The
real
thrust
of
disco
culture
is
self-love.
Outside
the
entrance
to
every
disco
should
be
erected
a
statue
to
the
presiding
deity,
Narcissus.
The
exhibitionists,
the
outrageiously
dressed,
all
the
performers
are
here
tonight.
The
stage
is
set,
the
audience
is
ready,
would-be
stars
please
come
forth!
THE
PRINCE
GEORGE
SCENE
When
the
feet
get
the
urge
by
ALLAN
BAHEN
Here
in
Prince
George,
in
the
interests
of
journalism,
your
reporter
made
a
foray
into
the
local
disco
scene.
I
chose
Friday
night.
First
stop,
the
grand
opening
of
Midnight
Express,
a
new
name
for
the
old
Delaney's.
The
new
owners
plan
to
operate
a
two
storey
disco
and
drop
the
restaurant
portion.
Media
personages
from
C.K.P.G.
were
broadcasting
live,
there
were
free
roses
for
the
ladies,
free
snacks
to
entice
the
large
crowd.
Except
for
a
few
superficial
changes
in
lighting
and
seating
arrangements
the
place
is
still
Delaney's,
with
disco
music
flown
in
fresh
from
Los
Angeles
and
all
the
old
innuendoes
intact.
Cover
charge
of
two
dollars
on
weekends.
The
Viskey
Mill,
part
of
the
Vienna
Schnitzel,
attracts
an
older
crowd.
The
small
size
makes
it
popular
during
the
week,
but
on
weekends
is
detrimental.
The
music
is
local
hit
parade
and
stimulating.
No
cover
charge.
The
Playgirl
Cabaret
and
The
Generator
on
Third
Avenue
are
owned
by
the
same
group.
The
owners
are
shrewd
businessmen.
The
waitresses
in
the
Playgirl
Cabaret
wear
revealing
uniforms
and
strip
pers
provide
entertainment
during
the
week
and
until
ten
on
weekends.
From
ten
on
the
place
is
disco.
The
DJ
pumps
out
dancing
music
on
the
best
sound
and
light
system
in
town.
Conversation
is
somewhat
difficult;
try
the
carpeted
upper
level,
it's
quieter.
During
the
week
it's
potluck
on
the
entertainment,
weekends
the
music
and
the
crowd
provide
a
good
mix.
Cover
charge
of
one
dollar.
My
survey
was
not
complete
without
a
look
at
the
rapidly
mushrooming
teen
disco
scene.
With
a
potential
market
of
15,000,
the
two
private
and
one
Eagle
Hall
run
spots
attract
fifteen
to
eighteen
year
olds
at
a
three
dollar
admission
fee.
All
have
a
concession
stand.
After
initial
doubts,
the
teen
discos
are
now
accepted
by
the
community.
Teenagers
having
a
good
time
without
liquor
is
a
welcome
contrast
to
previous
years
in
Prince
George.
The
teen
disco
owners
see
their
establishments
as
a
potential
route
to
an
eventual
cabaret
licence.
The
Liquor
Control
Board
presently
has
imposed
a
moratorium
on
the
issue
of
cabaret
licences
until
a
policy
review
is
completed.
From
meetings
between
City
Council
and
the
L.C.B.
it
appears
their
policy
is
shifting
towards
smaller
establishments.
By
opening
as
a
teen
disco,
the
owner
with
rigid
policing
can
develop
a
good
clean
establishment.
When
the
time
is
deemed
right,
he
can
apply
for
a
liquor
licence.
If
you
want
a
cabaret
or
disco
now,
the
only
way
is
to
buy
an
existing
club.
The
owner's
of
Delaney's
sold
out
at
an
opportune
time
for
a
reported
five
hundred
thousand
dollars.
After
one
long,
long
night
I
came
home
to
peace
and
quiet.
Every
try
conducting
in
interview
under
the
onslaught
of
one
hundred
decibel
plus
music?
I
should
have
followed
the
advice
of
an
American
doctor
writing
in
Business
Week
:
"Disco
can
hurt
your
hearing,
don't
make
them
a
hightly
habit,
don't
stay
too.
long
and
never
sit
near
a
speaker."
On
my
return
to
classes
on
Monday
my
friend
asked
what
I
did
over
the
weekend.
I
told
him
about
my
disco
survey.
He
gave
me
a
knowing
smile,
laughed,
then
told
me
I
missed
a
great
time
at
the
St.
Patrick's
Day
dance
Friday
night
in
the
college
cafeteria.
Journalist's
luck!!