Black light in the basement. Slow grinding with your girl.......that was when it was cool to have a party in your parents house. No guns, no fights.....just school kids getting their grind on with the girls in that "hot, sweaty, basement". Those were true parties!
I'm 15 years old and I've always loved these oldies I grew up in east la and this is all my father would play all day I never really liked this generation's music bc it dosent speak to me like this type of music does.
