... Once The Man of the late 70's NY club scene, Sammy Loberg was the very embodyment of disco spirit.
A cornerstone at all the great parties.. blowing up the balloons at David Mancuso's Loft, spiking the punch at the Gallery and moonlighting as a host at Studio 54 .. he was everybody's darling..!! ..................................................................................................................................
But when the so called "Death of Disco" came that terrible night of July 12, 1979 in Cormisky Park led by Satan's own Dj Steve Dahl and his "disco sucks" campaign.. blowing up thousands of disco records in a stadium packed with hate filled rockers, something changed.... Now most of Sammy's piers were spurred on by this ... they took their love of the music underground, to keep it alive, away from the eyes of mainstream America .. Sammy however did not ... he took it bad .. REAL BAD !! ...................................................................................................................................
Feeling the America he knew and loved had deserted his Disco Dream he took the meaning of going underground to a whole new level, he became a total recluse fleeing to the jungles of Vietnam... Armed with only a box of his favourite tapes, a reel to reel and the finest razor blades and sticky tape money can by.. he took to the Trees. Professing to his friends in a crazed and feral state that he would not return until his disco did and he'd avenged the death of Disco with Steve Dahl's blood !! ...............................................................................
The latter of half of his claim has yet to come to fruition as the fat, four-eyed douche bag Dahl, still pollutes the airwaves today .. but its not all bad ..
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For the last 30 years no one has heard a thing but a few weeks ago .. thirty years to the day the travesty happened.. Sammy got in touch ( by way of Orangutan and carrier pigeon )! All that time in the wilderness seems to have changed the the man beyond recognition he is a ruthless disco machine that can not be stopped resembling an almost Military figure who will now only answer to the call of.... SARGEANT LOVEBODY ....
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Finally he is ready to share with the world again and we are ready to listen, and boy has he been busy with the razor blade .. cutting and snipping tracks to make what he describes in his own words as a "stronger, more ruthless and committed disco sound than before" ... " the dancefloors of today will move together and the 8 track players of car stereos and home music centres will fill the streets with the sound !! "
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As you can see we've yet to tell Lovebody that the world has moved on a bit since 79 but we have told him a about one thing.. that he doesn't have to put his edits on Vinyl anymore .. the mere sight of a 12'' gives him hideous flashbacks to that terrible day .. he is petrified of having one more record blown up.. the idea of music you cant burn or break makes him very happy ..
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So digitally re -mastered, fresh from his reel to reel tape machine, we have un-earthed these gems that have been shrouded in mystery and myth for so long ...
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Ladies and Gentleman ... Sgt Lovebody !!!
