Native New Yorker by Odyssey

This is one of those songs where I don't actually know why I dislike it. I'm not a fan of disco or R'n'B, which doesn't help, but there's obviously something about this one that particularly irks me. Even for the late '70s they were a bit disco-lite, drifting along aimlessly, and with this track you just want to shout, "Put some life into it!" It sounds as though they're not bothered either way whether you listen to them or not. Also, for a disco hit it strikes me as particularly hard to dance to - there's no catchy rhythm or beat, and it's distinctly unfunny. In fact, I was amazed to learn that Odyssey weren't German or Belgian - they sound like a European outfit trying to mimic American disco, in the style of Boney M. ...

Crap lyrics: " You're no tramp, but you're no lady, talkin' that street talk"

Verdict: If being a native New Yorker is this dreary, I'm glad I was born 3,000 miles away.