This So-Called Post-Post-Racial Life

August 21, 2009

At the High School Dance

Filed under: Old School Friday — Tags: , — pprscribe @ 8:11 pm

I never went to my high school prom. But I guess I can still participate in today’s Old School Friday theme by jamming to some of my favorite songs to dance to during high school.

Really, I cannot recall going to a single dance sponsored by and/or held at my high school. I suppose my friends and I thought ourselves too cool to actually show up at something sanctioned by administration. But we sure were some dancing machines. Where I grew up, the big thing was “clubhouse parties.” Someone would find someone with a contact at an apartment complex with a really nice clubhouse or party room. They’d rent out the place (or give the money to the kid whose parents or other resident contact lived there), find a DJ, and get out the word (pre-Facebook and Twitter, mind you).

Then on the night of the Clubhouse Party, instead of a nice, intimate gathering of friends and family gathered together for little junior’s 8th birthday party or Dad’s retirement dinner, there’d be a huge city-wide shindig of preppy, perfume and cologne-infused young Black teens all ready to get their groove on.

(The police showed up more than once at these Clubhouse Parties.)

Wish you could have been there. Actually, it is a small world so maybe you were…

Zapp “Doo Wa Ditty”

Heatwave “Boogie Nights”

A Taste of Honey “Boogie Oogie Oogie”

Earth Wind and Fire “After the Love Has Gone”

Prince “Do Me Baby”

Funkadelic “One Nation Under a Groove”

Cameo “I Just Want to Be”

Switch “I Call Your Name”


As always, a big thank you to OSF hostesses, Marvalus at Conversations with Marva and MrsGrapevine.

Please check out the rules for joining and list of other OSF participants here.



  1. You’ve got some dynamite classics here. You know, I think we got the word out better than facebook or twitter. At least so many more people usually showed up than you expected. I know about the clubhouse parties and house parties too! Happy OSF!

    Comment by revvy rev — August 21, 2009 @ 10:20 pm

  2. Not one High School Dance? Were you one of those kids in High School that was too cool to date someone in your same Grade and you dated guys that graduated?? ha ha ha. The best “administration sanctioned” dances were in middle school. By 10th grade people were having parties outside of school.

    Comment by Citizen Ojo — August 23, 2009 @ 4:51 am

  3. I wish I didn’t go to my senior prom…it was a train wreck!

    Your music is always on point…and a clubhouse party was always better, in my opinion!

    Happy OSF!

    Comment by Marvalus — August 23, 2009 @ 2:21 pm

  4. Thanks, all, for dropping by my OSF.

    Rev, you are right about social networking skills back in the day. Nothing beat The Grapevine. (And it did not leave a permanent digital footprint! LOL) Now that I think back, it had to have been a fire code violation or something with all the bodies we’d have up in those clubhouses!

    Citizen Ojo, I may be misremembering. I think I had to have gone to at least one. If I did, tho, I honestly do not recall. Actually, freshman year I went to my then-boyfriend’s prom who was a junior at another school. I think, though, that it was less me being too cool than being able to be “someone else” for guys who didn’t see me every day.

    Marvalus, what happened? Is it novel- or movie-worthy? LOL My senior year–because I did not have an official “boyfriend”–I decided to organize a co-ed road trip out of town and talk several of my friends into going. It was waaaaaaay fun. (And I did end up marrying one of those friends many many years later, so the trip did have one long term pay-off!) But now I actually wish I wouldn’t have been so hard headed and just gone. Prom is one of those teen memories that I will now never have.

    Comment by pprscribe — August 23, 2009 @ 8:11 pm

  5. I cant imgaing being in school and dancing to Prince “Do Me, Baby” . Uh Uh.

    Comment by Kim — August 28, 2009 @ 11:45 pm

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