Her name suited her perfectly: sunny and hot and romantic and a little silly, too. For a generation (i.e. mine) Donna Summer’s music summons up a whole adolescent world of roller discos and red satin shorts and sweltering nights at amusement parks. The Queen of Disco died this morning in Florida at the age of 63.
For a few years there, her buoyant, infectious grooves were everywhere – there was no escaping Donna Summer. The great part was? You never wanted to.