When I was first going to nightclubs, Disco and Funk were counter-cultures. Disco was hated by the establishment because it was associated with homosexuality at a time when the Toronto police were conducting bath house raids and arresting bookstores for carrying queer literature. Funk was, as one documentary put it, "An unapologetic celebration of blackness."

Today I can listen to Disco and Funk any time I want, all I have to do is push a shopping cart around the supermarket. And yes, I turned 60 this year.