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The Disco Files 1973-78: New York's Underground, Week By Week – Vince Aletti (2009)

With reviews of every disco record worth knowing about, weekly reports from New York’s club scene, classic magazine articles and 800 contemporary club charts, this is the definitive chronicle of disco. It's the personal memoir of Vince Aletti, the very first writer to cover the emerging scene, bringing to life the clubs, the characters, and above all the music. The first book from DJhistory.com
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Todd Terry

Todd Terry was at the forefront of New York's early house sound, taking the Chicago blueprint and adding a Brooklyn sensibility, bringing tough drum sounds and a rugged street feel. Under a whole heap of aliases he sampled and blended the sounds of hip hop, early Chicago house and classic disco into hit, upon hit, upon hit!

 

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Quentin Harris

You would probably hate Quentin Harris if he wasn’t such a thoroughly all round decent dude. He's worked with everyone, from Mariah Carey to Justin Timberlake, yet this is only half the story. Harris also makes some seriously proper house music, music that harks back of sweat and feverish dancing into the early afternoon, music that reminds you of when house meant house and wasn’t some generic term for anything that mildly appropriates a four, four.

 

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Bob Blank

Where were you born and when?
I was born in 1951 in Manhattan, but I was raised in the suburbs in Hunington Long Island. There was a lot of what you’d call white flight from the city and that’s where people wound up, the first thing I wanted to do as a pending adult was to get out of there.

 

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Satan In The Dance Hall – Ralph Giordano, 2008

Once they'd hoodwinked the country into banning alcohol, America’s fundamentalists targeted dancing. Lincoln Nebraska outlawed eye contact between dance partners, while many cities banned “animal" (ie black) dances, like the scandalous Charleston. Forgive the lifeless academic prose, this is a book of amazing revelations, leaving no doubt that jazz culture was more threatening than punk.
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