In 1977, I was 15-years old and a “rock” guy. My choice of music back then was usually something from Yes, The Who, Aerosmith, The Rolling Stones, AC/DC, Queen, Pink Floyd, Foreigner, and the like.

As such, I was also a “Disco Sucks!” kind of guy.

Now, sure, I’ll admit, at that time, I did (somewhat) covertly find “guidettes” attractive in a Montague/Capulet taboo temptation sort of way. But, hey, I was fifteen, remember?

In any event, when this movie came out, as my friends used to say to me every time I mentioned some “D.G.” (our slang for “Disco Girl”) was hot, “it stands for everything that we’re against!”

So, while I saw it when it was released – and everybody saw it – I hated it. And, it wasn’t until several years later (when my musical tastes started opening up) that I started to appreciate it’s value/standing from a soundtrack perspective. And, after that, I learned to recognize how spot-on this one is for capturing the whole Brooklyn/’70’s/Disco era. And, today, it’s one of my favorites now.

Who says a teenage rocker can’t grow?