I chase my vinyl dreams to Boogie Wonderland

Thank you for reminding us of "universal love and harmony." It wasn;t just in the words, it was in the joyous, joyous sounds. I've heard this song thousands of times and EVERY TIME my heart rises.

A holistic practitioner of sorts--New Age-y, if you will--once explained to me that when one dances, one's spirit literally rises up above the physical self. Or something like that.

That is exactly what happens when I hear EWF. And likely what Maurice was going for.

ALL THE RECORDS ARE PLAYING AND MY HEART KEEPS SAYING

Remember how the stars stole the night away?

Whenever I hear it, I always remember how this felt. 

But it's really not about nostalgia. It's an aid to help you climb to a peak of happiness, way up in the blue sky, every -- single -- time   it plays.

YOW!

Friday Night: And fly like a 747

This is the inaugural post in a new series I came up with five minutes ago: Friday Night.

How many songs are there about going out and getting down tonight, boogieing tonight,
how young the night is? Let us go then, you and I, and find these paeons to blissful anticipation.

And now all I want is to go lose myself in the heaven of a dance floor tonight.