Here we have Miss Ross in a 3:50 retrospective of her entire career of fabulosity, albeit with those bothersome Supremes edited out. From a very authentic looking Hullabaloo vintage show (with the world’s coolest boots showing off a snappy mashed potatoes/pony choreography thang,) through the Mahogany era fashion shoot (replete with Avedon-ish hair styling,) a disco whirl of red sequins (if you look carefully, you can see the pole she was presumably lashed to to insure she didn’t fall into the fireworks,) and finally an MTV homage with white mink, yet more sequins (natch) and safety gays bursting out of the smoke machine. One can assume without even looking for them that torn jeans are in there somewhere.
The wigs alone create a sort of hairpiece timeline. I have to say, though, the Vidal Sassoon bob and leather miniskirt, while rather flattering, are almost an insult to those of us cherishing memories of the glam contrast between her bouffant and her rhinestone crusted sheaths.
I think it a song of great charm, vaguely Motown-ish, very much playing to her vocal strengths and conscious of her weaknesses. Does the background vocals sound familiar? They should, they are our old friends the Bee-Gees, who also wrote this gem. Someday, this will be required viewing in seminars on 20th Century History.