You dancing? God's asking
For Liz Hoggard, in The Observer, disco's debauched birthplace was not New York, but Lichfield. There, drinking dandelion and burdock in a community hall under the watchful eyes of Mormons trying to reach out to the local youth, she found her soul

When people think about the birth of disco, they imagine Bianca Jagger riding into Studio 54 on a white stallion; Andy Warhol and Halston bitching about hemlines; wondrous willowy girls in green eye shadow and feather boas.
Not a Mormon disco in the West Midlands.

But beauty has a strange way of entering our lives. I grew up in the cathedral town of Lichfield, the birthplace of Dr Johnson. By the mid-1970s, it had become a heritage stop for coach parties. There was no cinema and no theatre: nothing to do if you were too young for the pub.


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