Monda

kiyan pars

Ebi khan tu kiyan pars ye taco joint bood be nam  El chiko .

manam faghat miraftim baskool !!(no translation please)thanks.    Maziar

Did someone say; Credence Clearwater Revival :o)

Monda Jaan here's a CCR tune for you......Proud Mary

//www.youtube.com/watch?v=7052IDTFuFQ

Some of Tehran discos

Harlem, Mohseni Square

Blew up, 25 Shahrivar Square

Salute, Farah Shomaali (near Abbas Aabaad)

Cage, Aapaadaanaa Street 

Pigeon Nest, Gholhak

Mikhak Noghre'ee, Kakh Square

La bearent (spelling?), Takht e Tavoos Street

Sombrero, Zargandeh

And.....Cuccini (where Farhaad used to play), Casbah, Shaalizaar.... which were not discos but more like clubs.  

مازیار جان

اشتباه به عرضتون رسوندن!!

یادش به خیر که هر وقت رفتم اونجا؛ مجاتی بود!!ورودیه پنج تومان رو به قول
اون وقتها "آکله"هایی میدادند که دم در کوچینی منتظر "کوپل" بودن!! ما هم
بعد از کلاس تافل در "سیمین" یه چرخی میزدیم   دم "کوچینی!!

چون بچه جنوبی بگو ببینم دیسکو معروف توی" کیان پارس" اسمش چی بود!!

Ebi aka Haaji

Mazyar khan va doctor mohandes

So glad you're enjoying this blog as well. What's wrong with a Gay Dico?! You don't have to be gay to enjoy good music and good time with your friends, right? Or was your reputation in danger back in those days? That, I can understand and make sense of. Gays were called eva khaahar, and were thought of as inferior. Too bad! I had a cousin who killed himself for being Gay and the shame he brought his loved ones and because of all the cruel misconceptions our society had around homosexuality.

DM, Vaallaa I was bacheh mazloom too! Even bacheh mazlooms have stories to tell. In fact bacheh mazlooms Rule! Geeks Rule! Saleetehs Rule too! We all Ruled once and we Rule again! Ok if you don't want to share, it'd be good enough if you thought about those stories (never lose them!) and felt the effect in your heart. Thank you for visiting my blog.

Ey baba...

Souri jan

I used to go Diskotak:)) onam che kotaki...

Monda jan

Don't have much to say here:(( I was always the Bache mazloom:(( madrese be khooneh and Khooneh be madrese... Barname Koodakan... Dinner... Taklif e shab... Mesvak.. ehem ehem... La la...

are dige.. Kholaseh...

Kouchini

Cuccini was on blv. elizabeth a block before cinema polid'or.

Been there few times in my summer times(zamane  daghyanoos) and was informed by my tehrooni friends; Do not go again it's a gay bar....

Memorizing some of( last pherases) from Jose feliciano's Come down Jesus played by Late Farhad on piano........

to effe like we know English songs then And know we have to push hard to remember some of those favorite Disco top 20 played on Radio Naft (Abadan)in mid 70's .

THANKS MONDA KHANOOM For the great blog.     Maziar

doctor jon

Can you tell us which discotheque you were used to go, some 50 years ago in Tehran? :))

Don't believe Monda when she says it's all yours, it is not! She is just doing toarof :)

The good behavior of the people, warms our heart and make us thankful.....  And the bad ones, just make us to recognize and appreciate the good ones!

Majid does know them All, or Does He?! : )

Doctor Mohandes jan, عوض به‌به و چه چه لطفا،

مال خودتونو

 بنویسید تا ما هم کیف کنیم

bah bah

Inja che khabaare? telling flowers and hearing flowers? Ayyyyy javooni Kojayi ke yadat bekheyr...:))

I think Majid knows them all

But actually it doesn't matter what was the name, as you said. The ones that I loved the best were Harlem and also Asb-e-Sefid in Noshahr.

I have the best memories form those one.

The good behavior of the people, warms our heart and make us thankful.....  And the bad ones, just make us to recognize and appreciate the good ones!

hich kodoomo narafteh boodam, souri

pass farghi nadaareh. mohemmeh ke behet onnja khosh gozashteh :o)

Someone told me ....

Pouchini na o Kouchini, rast goft?

I don't know, I think I don't even remember the right names....that was long time ago! Sorry .

The good behavior of the people, warms our heart and make us thankful.....  And the bad ones, just make us to recognize and appreciate the good ones!

مجید!

بععله اون آهنگاا خوب یادمن!

اینگلبرت همپردینگ منو یاد بازی والیبال در تابستون میندازه، منزل فامیل‌ها در سلطنت آباد.

تام جانز، مال خانم بزرگ‌ها بود، به نظرم لوس میامد. ادا اطوراش منو نمیگرفت. من اهل راک بودم (جترو تلّ، بیتلس، رللینگ ستنس، کریدنس کلیر واتر، ...)  و ایندی اون موقع (دیلان، بائز، کوهن)

بچه ها!

ردواین جان، مثل این که جداً تصمیم داری اشک‌های منو امروز در آری، بون شانس 

آناهید و سوری، خوش حالم که داره بهمون خوش می‌گذره. آفرین به ما که به این راحتی‌ دلمون خوش میشه، نه؟

مجید، منظورت چیه؟! من رو با توسری و دعوا میفرستادند دیسکو... والا چون قدم بلند بود، ۱۳، ۱۴ سالگی به عنوان شپرن خواهرم و بوی فرندش (شوهر فعلیش). بله، چایلد آبیوس بود. میبردنم شومینه، کی‌ کلاب و حالم بد میشد، میرفتم تو دستشویی‌ بالا میاوردم. هی‌ میخواستم بخوابم روی نیمکتها، هی‌ خواهرم از وسط رقصش میومد سقرمه میزد: احمق پاشو، آبرمو بردی!

وقتی‌ اوّل `۷۸ آمدم آمریکا، خیلی‌ دلم اگرفته بود و بدجوری احساس تنهایی‌ می‌کردم... سمستر دوم فوری رفتم کلاس دیسکو دانسینگ برداشتم (وسط ۳ تا کلاس اقتصاد و یک آمار سنگین)!

کلاس دیسکو دانسینگ جونمو نجات داد برای مدتی‌. خیلی‌ فان بود، زمان ترولتا و ستوردی نایت فیور، یادتونه؟

man begam?

I don't know too many but a few ones:

Harlem, Boll up, Pouchini in Tehran and also we had Asb sefid and the other one that I don't remember in Noshahr.

The good behavior of the people, warms our heart and make us thankful.....  And the bad ones, just make us to recognize and appreciate the good ones!

Thanks Souri jan, the good old days or good new days ?

Souri jan, every time frame in IC or generally in life probably has its points that people remember fondly. These days, I read in some comments how some remember fondly the time when they would receive IC as e-mails.

ماندا

از این آهنگهای خاطره انگیز همه مون داستانهای بیاد موندنی داریم.

در ضمن.......

چند تا از دیسکو های تهران و محلّشون رو یادتون میاد؟

Yes dear Anahid

This blog and comments are really cute! I just love it :)

It reminds me of the old good time when everybody was nice to others and funny comments were exchanged. After all, this is a festive time. I wish the best holidays ever for every one.  

The good behavior of the people, warms our heart and make us thankful.....  And the bad ones, just make us to recognize and appreciate the good ones!

کاشکی می شد

//www.youtube.com/watch?v=VqVtVRi4JWM

isn't this the funniest comment thread? and that virginity loss

تو که توی سایز ۱۲ هم غوطه ور میشی‌،

This is really funny.

last 3 comments

دیوانه جان، برای اون خانم ها، دو کلمه دارم: بی‌ سلیقه‌های نفهم

ردواین عزیز، با شنیدن خولیو دلم کباب شد، با وجود اینکه همهٔ حرفاشو هم نمیفهمم! من سعی‌ کردم نقاشیشون کنم، ولی‌ همه آبستره از آب در اومدند. چون احساسات یادم می‌‌مونه، نه قیافه هاشون.

سوری جون، نمیری الهی! تو که توی سایز ۱۲ هم غوطه ور میشی‌، معلوم هست چی‌ میگی‌؟! 

سایز شیش که چیزی نیست !

سایز شیش که چیزی نیست !پیش بچه بذاریش قهر میکنه.

اقلا بگو یک کم
بیشتر، مثلا سایز ۱۴ و ۱۶و اینحرفها، ماندا جون، یک کم قدر لباستو ببر
بالاتر.....خوب هر چی‌ پارچه بیشتر بکار رفته باشه، طبیعتا گرونتر هم هست
دیگه، مگه نیست؟

The good behavior of the people, warms our heart and make us thankful.....  And the bad ones, just make us to recognize and appreciate the good ones!

El amor

... Loves ... the loves of my youth ... always i remember them.writing about them,drawing them on the papers and sharing those memories...!

//www.youtube.com/watch?v=4l7sWV-JUBw

Dear Monda

Unfortunately not, but someone else did.

divaneh! : ))

Thank you for reading... did you geer long enough?

Merci & few comments

Anonymouse, baba karam belonged in ofogh talayi, not in any of my friends' birthdays. I had 3 birthdays all my life, 2 in Abadan and one in Tehran, evidenced by photos... no baba karam there either. The most artistee was my (sober) baba singing "dar khiaban sepah loss nazan.." at their gown up parties.

Cost of Progress, I hear you. Although I had heard about that disco on Abbas Abad (?) from our driver's son. That family came from Khorasan where the grandparents were still farmers/ keshaavarz. I agree we needed more time for literacy and modernization. goor pedar naft laanat.

Anonymouse again, his party was outside in a beautiful baagh/ garden. 

Anahid, when I was 20 and working in Tehran, this colleague (in the waterpolo team) asked me to meet him in Park Saai, with the mutual excuse of reading Camus' Myth of Sisyphus... I smelled his cologne, grabbed my book and took a taxi home. My immediate assessment of the moment was: He was too fake, can't ever talk to him, Bye.

hamsade jan, there are many ladies on IC with steamy daastaan sansuris (check out my favorites: Sarvenaz, Shana Yazdi, Flying Solo and of course Fatemeh Zarei). Sorry about my misleading blog title.

Souri! I loved that turquoise silk dress! I had bought it in Beirut. (It went so well with my turquoise eye pencil). It was in size 6, so even if I still had it here, i couldn't have fit into it, but you could have. I don't know in which move, I lost it or gave it away. I know what you mean, good dresses are just hard to come by. But don't despair my dear, keep looking for the one that you really really love to wear :o)

ahang 1001, glad you enjoyed this. Love your avatar :o)

Faramarz, Thanks for your compliment, chashm - I'll try to never lose That One! : ))   Actually, babam was cool with my sheytooni, in fact he encouraged me to get out there more, instead of always playing music, reading, riding my bike, and in between once in awhile falling in love with someone who was, or was not, interested in me. 

خوش بحال فرهاد

ما که هر چی به دختر پسر دایی ننه مان گیر دادیم خبری نشد.

Dear hamsade, Now if someone wrote:

Dear hamsade, I agree. Now if; for instance, someone on IC wrote about making out with their boyfriend in empty classrooms of university, then that would be

چشمو دلم روشن!

اگه به بابات نگفتم

یک آشی برات نپختم

Monda

Even in your naughtiest stories, you come across as the nice girl from next door! Never lose those qualities