This week I’ve got a tape of a sub-sub-sub-genre of disco—Sleaze. Back in the day you had these humongous gay clubs (like Trocadero Transfer in San Francisco, or The Saint in New York), and on the weekends they generally chugged along until 10am (or later) in a big drug-fueled dance orgy. “Sleaze” (or “Morning Music”, as it was sometimes called) was the term for the slow disco stompers that got played in the wee hours, after 6am or so, when only the hardcore dancers were left. To some DJs this meant slow/happy/dramatic, to others it meant slow/slutty/raunchy…the impression I’ve always gotten is that if you really wanna split hairs, ‘morning music’ describes the former and ‘sleaze’ describes the latter. Anyway, here is a mix of stripped-down slimey slutty sunrise disco to serve as the soundtrack for you and your pals doing amyl nitrite and having sex in public.