Italo Disco Will Always be Your Friend

Don't be sad. You still have a friend left when everybody's let you down.

This friend takes the form of a 16-volumes + series of CD compilations titled "The Best of Italo-Disco". Of course, with more than sixteen jam-packed CD's, most of them bordering on the 80 minutes maximum mark, and the songs being 3-4 minutes short, all's not "best" in this italo extravaganza.

Nonetheless, you can still find several gems per issue, the #2 being my personal favorite so far. You can see, towards the end, around volume 11, that the guys compiling all this begun including some cheap eurodance, or "italo-disco" from the 90's, which is not a good sign. They're running out of good songs !

I can remember my italo disco days very vaguely, as I was growing up. I was born in '78. All the events in my life can be linked to a precise Italo Disco song, I just don't know which one every time. I believe my appreciation of music, happiness and overall love for italian cheese was all forged by the italo crap I heard on the radio as I was getting older, during the 80's, this holy era. Even Al Jourgensen, back then a complete stranger, spoke to me via his "Every Day is Halloween", a song I clearly remember hearing in my living room, on the 3rd street of a typical Quebec small town.

I plan on writing a clearer essay about fate & Italo Disco, and the way they are "inter-crossed", but I'll need more coffee... and more time !

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Which brings me to the upcoming week-end and a very serious warning. Dear readers (yeah, the two of you !), I might not survive to narrate everything I am about to live in the coming days.

So if my blog slowly dies down, and stop being wonderfully maintained, don't ask too many questions.

Kill yourself on the dancefloor... tonight.

The Hacker has been invited to Overdose @ Parking. On Friday, last day of work, and a calm evening if possible. Because on Saturday, M.A.N.D.Y. will be spinning in the wild at Café des Éclusiers during I Love Neon's BBQ... When the evening comes, I have to be at Salon Daomé where a flock of young chick will be waiting for me to chose among them who will be the lucky one I'll let in my bed... On Sunday, there is yet another Piknic with Mistress Barbara / Barbara Brown + Mini, and when the night comes, it'll be time for the juicy I Love Neon official party with Vive la Fête & a 3 hours Tiga set... after which we're all invited downstairs at Gravity for the oficial "after", with none else than ADNY & Mightykat to grace the decks... and to top it all off, on Monday, the Éloi Brunelle Piknic.

I don't know at which point my heart will stop beating. Probably somewhere, somehow, on the middle of a packed dancefloor. Sophie Ellis Bextor said it best.