This is not a guilty pleasure. This is serious business.
Apparently I sang this all the time when I was a child. Just out of the toddler stage, pre-nickel years.
That means before I was five.
My mom can do an impression of me doing an impression of Barry and Andy Gibb. I ask she respect my request not to do this in public. It’s embarrassing.
This appealed to my need to preserve humanity, even as an extremely aware, slightly precocious child.
This is beyond mere nostalgia. This is more than just fun. This is about survival. Yeah, fine, it’s disco, but “Stayin’ Alive” is one of the songs I cannot live without.