Uh-uh. Don't agree at all. The Boystown Gang version was junk. I refused to play it at the Badlands in San Francisco, but the (white) gay crowd loved it for one reason - it was FAST. By 1980, gay disco was all boringly fast uptempo shit. Play a mid- tempo song at the Trocadero Transfer before 4 a.m. (where they loved "Can't Take My Eyes Off of You" and the equally pitiful Viola Wills song, "If You Could Read My Mind" (also super uptempo) and the crowd left the floor (well, they were all on speed, for one thing, so slow didn't cut it). But it was boring. I had actual fights in the print media with the Boystown Gang and their producer when I reviewed the song, calling it "standard Moby Dick (the label) drivel." The Franki Valli original was far superior: it had feeling. You could believe he was in love. It had heart, soul and tenderness. And he was a vastly better singer and that's inarguable.
Guess we'll agree to disagree here. I liked almost nothing on Moby Dick Records. Completely formula disco. BAD formula disco at that.
I think you are right about that Viola Wills song (version): that sort of garrulous songs demand a crawling tempo, while shorter or more repetitive shit, like that "Dead World", are made for speeder tempos, no matter the good effect a slower one may work on them. Anyway, all those tunes are just fucking rumbling. The "feeling" is in the lyrics, you don't need a lecherous middle-farter to add his candy overcoat to make it more "genuine" and "deep"
We agree on the superfluity of the aesthetics musical fads (disco, techno...) but the songs remain as good as they were written... provided you are willing to accept pop as legitimate music
"Standard Moby Dick drivel" : I love how it would sound as a way of saying "grrrrreat literary classic that nobody reads"

























