Last week, we talked about the Fourth World and its tenuous connection to disco. Unfortunately, Jack Kirby created that line of books to early for anything more tangible. Superman, however, is a man for all eras, and in 1979, he was finally forced to confront the craze post-Saturday Night Fever. All thanks to Kirby Kreation Terry Dean - Disco Queen - and all because the Clark Kent Fan Club decided to host a disco-dancing contest at her place to see who could do the best John Travolta imitation!
Ok, so he's just going to be the judge, no fuss, no muss, right? But when a terrorist heads to the basement to blow the building up because - of course - he works for the rival discotheque, Clark springs into action. Unable to change into Superman when all eyes are on him as the guest of honor, he does the only thing he can to make sure everyone is stayin' alive! He DANCES.
I'm not sure you can be the judge and get first prize, but that's exactly what happened. You take it up with writer Cary Burkett, and his "Super-Disco Fever" in Superman Family #196.
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The indignity.
Was a time his strict code protected him from activities that resulted in such feelings of shame: WWGRD
"What Would George Reeve Do?"