Hi, I'm Karl, once a little boy from Prince George’s County Maryland who’s now lived in the foothills of Los Feliz, California for 17 years. I work in media. (You never know the fun things that can happen to a boy from Prince George’s County Maryland)
Here, I shuffle an iPod and write my associations with the song in 5 minutes or less, with one P.S. Easy peasy. Just my perspective, but multiply it by millions or billions and it’s pretty cool. What’s yours? Right?
Random iPod Memory #1
Song: How Deep Is Your Love?
Artist: The Bee Gees
First of all, how gorgeous is that intro? And if I can’t fit in anything else about this song, I have to say that I was a precocious 7-year old East Coast kid when this song was hot and I can tell you that it shut down black dance floors, white dance floors and all in-between. It was just a fly-ass song, conveying both love but also ripe for flipping on someone, as in, “How deep is your love?” This was back when if it was hot on the Top 40, then everybody was listening to it, majority rules.
I remember basement parties where we elementary school kids were trying to do our best Saturday Night Fever imitations – hard to do when none of us had seen it. It was rated R. My Mom saw the ‘R’ version, fell in love with Travolta, then took all her sisters, my aunts, to see it when it got released in a PG version. Smart move, Paramount! I was not invited. Wasn’t that odd?
I skipped the record player on one of the basement parties, which I remember to this day. You never wanted to be the one to skip the record player. Breaking the flow of a party was instant infamy. Some were known to move to entirely different counties. I skipped ‘The Fifth of Beethoven’ which wasn’t like skipping ‘Night Fever,’ so I got a pass.
It’s hard and rare for men to say beautiful things out loud and the Bee Gees did that with this song. It’s amazing.
It made me Google Search ‘Fender Rhodes.’
P.S. In 2008, John Travolta and I ran into each other in the elevator, literally, when he came to do a THR-studio roundtable. I just said, “Excuse me,” it was so surreal. One of my cool driving friends says he admires Travolta – says, “If they won’t let him age, he’s giving them what they want on his terms. That’s a bad mothafuc*ah right there! Good for him!”