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Down on Music Street


Have you guys ever worked at a job that was so horrifyingly terrible that you were thrust into instant camaraderie with everyone else who worked there because you all hated the job so much that there was no more room to hate anything or anyone else? It’s like that hate served as a blinder to everything, and suddenly, in the eight painstaking hours it took you to get through the day, in your mind, there only existed hate for the job and love for your coworkers.

For me, this intense job-hate forced me to love my coworkers at 480 North Avenue in Athens, GA at a little place called “J’s Variety.” Thank God it did.

Because of this “job,” I was able to meet my totally sweet coworkers (and friends,) Woodsy, Diane, Brenda (AKA – Winda’ Brenda who worked in the check cashing window…) Ted, Aleisha, Michael, Nikita, Patrick, Susan, Ms. Jay, and Joy Joy (thanks for the windsuit!)

In addition to the awesome people I met and the WEALTH of comedic material the whole situation yielded, I received another unexpected and dearly treasured gift.

One day in the break room (a closet-sized affair that was kind of like an afterthought to the stock room used mostly for storage of junk and wine drinking during lunch break) I spotted six or seven paper grocery bags behind a display case that looked as if it may have actually been used to house the first pocket calculators.

In these grocery bags was someone’s immense collection of terrible late ’70s and early ’80s disco records. I knew I had to have them.

Immediately I asked the owner of the store, “Ted,” if I could have the records I had just found in the break room. He said that he wanted to look through them first.

That night, after clocking out, I waited in anticipation as Ted flipped disapprovingly past Samantha Fox, El Debarge, Kashif, Tamara and the Scene, Highland Place Mobsters, Betty Wright and the like.

Because of these paper grocery bags and because of J’s Variety, I can now proudly bring to you one of my current favorite disco tracks.

This song is so smooth. Check the octave staccato synth part that comes in throughout. Betty Wright’s voice is so powerful too, and the groove is completely undeniable. The hazy party-production is perfectly coked-out, smoked-out and slapped-back, and it pretty much just commands you to stay up way too late trying to figure out where you parked your car, and you’re relatively certain you left it down on Music Street.

Enjoy “Down on Music Street” by Betty Wright. Also, Wikipedia the rest of her career. She’s pretty astonishing! A hit song at the age of 15????!!? Are you kidding me?!?!?! Peace.


Posted by: Jamie

Category: Music

27 Jan, 2010

Category: Music


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