A drug- and sex-fuelled romp

Funkytown peeks into the glory days of Montreal's Lime Light disco


The Montreal of the 1970s is really a city of broken dreams, dreams that had their roots in the cosmopolitan explosion of Expo 67, the most successful World’s Fair of the 20th century, and the 1969 inaugural season of Nos Amours, the Montreal Expos.

Then came the FLQ and the October Crisis, the billion-dollar Olympics that Montreal’s then-mayor Jean Drapeau infamously claimed couldn’t have a deficit any more than a man can have a baby, and increased pressure by police on gay businesses as bathhouses and bars were raided. There was the election of the Parti Québécois in 1976 — which shattered yet more dreams and fuelled an anglophone exodus — and four years later, the failed referendum of 1980, which in turn crushed the dreams of Quebec separatists.

So disco music became a salvation of sorts for Montrealers and discotheques their new cathedrals.

Decades earlier, Montreal was second to New York on the vaudeville circuit. Then, during Prohibition and the jazz heyday, Montreal was North America’s premier destination for the thirsty. Entertainers and racketeers followed.

By the time the 1970s rolled around, Montreal had the most dynamic disco scene in North America after NYC. As Harry Wayne Casey (aka KC of KC and the Sunshine Band) told Montreal’s Hour newspaper in 2003, “Disco [in the wake of Watergate and Vietnam] was feel-good music that delivered on the promises of the 1960s.”

Funkytown’s script is half-French/half-English, reflecting the city’s European-North American nature. And the epicentre of Montreal’s disco scene was that city’s famed Lime Light disco on Stanley St.

A mixed gay-and-straight scene is recreated in the new feature film Funkytown, which opened to mostly rave reviews in Quebec in January and in cinemas in the rest of Canada on March 4. While Patrick Huard (Bon Cop, Bad Cop) heads a terrific cast in this $8-million production that revolves around a downtown nightclub called — ahem — The Starlight, Montreal’s then-disco scene is the real star of the film.

The script comes from the pen of Montreal playwright Steve Galluccio, whose hit play and film Mambo Italiano is being adapted into a Broadway musical.

Funkytown echoes The Last Days of Disco. Gallucio’s eight-character (gay and straight), multi-plotline story includes two movers and shakers (Bastien Lavallee, played by Huard, and Jonathan Aaronson, portrayed by Paul Doucet) loosely based on two real-life iconic celebrities from the disco era, Montreal radio and TV personalities Alain Montpetit and the flamboyantly gay Douglas (Coco) Leopold.

“You can’t write about disco in Montreal without writing about Leopold and Montpetit,” says Galluccio.

 

Funkytown may capture the mood of the era, but legendary Montreal DJ Robert Ouimet, house DJ at the Lime Light from 1973 to 1981, remembers the real deal.

“The place really was better than Studio 54, and that’s [mostly] because it was a fun place for everybody — men, women, black, white, straight and gay,” he says. “A lot of international stars also [partied] or performed at the Lime Light: I saw Alice Cooper, and Grace Jones used to come often. The Ritchie Family and Gloria Gaynor played there, and so did James Brown [for five consecutive nights in 1977]. I hung out with David Bowie and Iggy Pop there one night.”

While the homophobic Disco Sucks movement claimed discos from coast to coast, dance music never really went out of style in Montreal. But in Funkytown, Montreal’s 1970s disco scene comes to its inevitable end with the onslaught of AIDS and drugs.

The real-life Douglas Leopold died of AIDS in 1993 at the age of 49 after moving to Hollywood to become advertising manager at Universal Studios. As for Alain Montpetit, in 2002 NYC police concluded he had murdered 24-year-old Montreal model Marie-Josée St-Antoine in 1982. Montpetit died of a drug overdose in a Washington, DC, hotel room in 1987 at the age of 36.

Just like their hometown of Montreal, their dreams were extinguished with the end of disco.

Richard "Bugs" Burnett self-syndicated his column Three Dollar Bill in over half of Canada's alt-weeklies for 15 years, has been banned in Winnipeg, investigated by the Royal Newfoundland Constabulary over charges TDB was "pornographic", gotten death threats, outed politicians like former Parti Quebecois leader Andre Boisclair, been vilified in the pages of Jamaica's national newspaper The Gleaner for criticizing anti-gay dancehall star Sizzla (who would go on to write the 2005 hit song "Nah Apologize" about Burnett and UK gay activist Peter Tatchell), pissed off BB King, crossed swords with Mordecai Richler, been screamed at backstage by Cyndi Lauper and got the last-ever sit-down interview with James Brown. Burnett was Editor-at-Large of HOUR until the Montreal alt-weekly folded in 2012, is a blogger and arts columnist for The Montreal Gazette, columnist and writer for both Fugues and Xtra, and is a pop culture pundit on Montreal's CJAD 800 AM Radio. Burnett was named one of Alberta-based Outlooks magazine's Canadian Heroes of the Year in 2009, famed porn director Flash Conway dubbed Burnett "Canada’s bad boy syndicated gay columnist" and The Montreal Buzz says, "As Michael Musto is to New York City, Richard Burnett is to Montréal."

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