The soul brother serving clear and brown liquor would be a disc jockey playing EDM in 2017. We needed that sh*t**t*ng grin. It brought us through many a weekend.
He wouldn't be serving alcohol anymore; drugs have changed since then. But his expression captured the evolution from disco to house music. That's the downbeat on the two and four, not the one and three, which made all dance music eventually the same.
Someone else would be pouring shots, because alcohol speaks for its spiritual self. But someone special had to man the wheels of steel, against those rogue waves.
Thank you Mr. Lange, for illuminating the end of the twentieth century and shining light on what would be leftover in popular culture in the twenty first.