Dance The Night Away (1967)


Disraeli Gears
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A song that gives oblivion a good name, “Dance The Night Away” has all the prisms, amoebic bubbles, stroboscopic effects and disorientation associated with the psychedelic years of the mid-to-late-’60s. It’s short, sweet as cherry red on the other side of the madness of peaking, mellow, resigned, but telling the lost love – the “you” in the song – that there are worlds beyond the beyond. It’s a warped goodbye to love and a big hello to the far ends of the imagination.

Oblivion is a good thing in moderation. Party it down and forget the past.

Laying about is a surprising glitter-flecked sensuality, good for close dancing to a sharp, lively beat. Clapton gives his own coming out party, playing faster and faster than lightning. One of the era’s greatest singers and a phenomenal songwriter, Jack Bruce pouts his soul out. Ginger Baker proves once again he was one of the most accomplished Rock drummers of all ages.

And it has a ghostly creepiness. Drowning. Falling. Swimming while breathing underwater.

Will find myself an ocean
Sail into the blue
Live with golden swordfish
Forget the time of you

Dance the night away

Dance myself to nothing
Vanish from this place
Gonna turn myself to shadow
So I can’t see your face

Dance the night away