Man, what I wouldn’t give for the chance to have been born 10 years earlier, so I could have witnessed the club culture of the early Eighties. Disco didn’t die, it just went back underground where it started, where it served a faithful group of urbanites, minorities and gays. Some of the best “disco” records actually didn’t surface until after disco allegedly died.
Case in point-You’re the One for Me. James Williams (who for all intents and purposes, was D-Train) could have just as easily been crooning seductive Teddy Pendergrass-esque tunes in that husky baritone, but he chose to focus on the dancefloor instead of the bedroom, probably secure in the knowledge that one led to the other anyway.
I love watching clips like this where there’s a guitarist and drummer on stage, but it’s beyond obvious that there’s not one non-synthesized instrument to be found anywhere on this song. Also keep in mind that this isn’t the original version, but instead a slightly remixed version-slightly sped up and given some more synthy goodness by Paul Hardcastle, who scored a couple of hits of his own in the Eighties with Rainforest and 19.
