It was one of those nights we still talk about.
Sophomore year of college, I was living in a house with twelve other women. (Not a soroity, mind you) We wanted to throw a unique theme party, something no one had done before and something that strayed away from the norm.
"What about a "Marvin Gaye Party?"" one of my friends asked.
Soul, 1970s R&B and funk music....classy, but creative attire was encouraged.
Now the mix - that was the real trick.
If memory serves me well, not long after the clock struck twelve, Eric Burdon & War's song "Pretty Colors" from the album "The Black-Man's Burdon" came on and everyone crazy.
Download it. You'll see what I mean.
I can still see everyone erupting as soon as the beat picked up. I can see the faces of my friends depicting the joy of a private (yet very public) dancing moment. You know what I mean. You've been there.
So there I was late last night, jamming out to "Pretty Colors" and reminiscing about the old times...hooked on memories this week, aren't I?