"Hot Stuff" is a new book about disco, the music and its impact on worldwide culture by Alice Echols, who is professor of American Studies and History at Rutgers University. She is a former disco deejay, and author of the acclaimed biography of Janis Joplin, "Hot Stuff" is a new book about disco, the music and its impact on worldwide culture by Alice Echols, who is professor of American Studies and History at Rutgers University. She is a former disco deejay, and author of the acclaimed biography of Janis Joplin,
Scars of Sweet Paradise: The Life and Times of Janis Joplin. Disco, to be sure, still reminds many of John Travolta's famous white polyester suit in the monster hit little disco movie
Saturday Night Fever [DVD] [1978], not to mention his strut down Bay Ridge's 86th street in that movie; and the drug-enhanced glamour of New York's Studio 54, even Brooklyn's noted dive, from the movie, 2001 Odyssey.
Then of course, there was the decade of the 1970's, when disco took hold, memorably and lastingly christened the narcissistic "Me" decade by esteemed American author Tom Wolfe. And, as is well-known, disco was hated by various white, macho rock critics: was it just coincidental that disco had something to do with the movements for women's, gay, and black rights? And was it just coincidental that the 70's, unfortunately, followed on the 60's that supposed decade of peace, love, drugs, sex and rock and roll that those same critics deeply loved, even as they deeply resented disco? Well, who knows, but there are still people driving around 40 years later with those famous bumper stickers, "Disco Sucks;" and what, I wonder, did disco, which is simply dance music, ever do to them?
At any rate, I loved disco: I simply loved, and love, to dance: a love that science is showing is hard-wired into all of us. Newborn babies will dance, given the chance. But Echols, who has clearly done a great deal of research, gives us more than just the music, although she does give us a good history of how the music came to be. And she gives us a solid study of the wide and important influence of the music. As it happens, Echols gives us more information than the general reader, who is not an academic specialist in this area, can absorb, or probably wants or needs. It's too much information for me, and I, surely no specialist, was there, dancing my fool heart out. But the author gives us a few too many lists of influential musicians and pieces of music, and I certainly couldn't call them all to mind; I found myself wishing that the book came with a CD of the more obscure tunes. But only a fool would complain about a book's being too informative. While I am on this subject, anyone reading this review will likely have read the angry one ahead of it, on its American site. I've no idea why Echols, and/or her publisher chose to use again the title "Hot Stuff," vivid title though it is, when it had already been used for a book on the same subject matter, and I'm not familiar with this other book.
The disco soundtrack to "Saturday Night," which was dominated by the Bee Gees, was one of the biggest, monster selling hits of all times, and is likely to be found in many homes. So, get out your platform shoes, and dance, while you can.