The Eagles, "The Disco Strangler" (1979)
There's hardly any bottom here at all, and what "bass" is here is purely ornamental, serving no real function other than to provide a quirky counterpoint to the monochromatic rhythm-guitar strums in the absence of a melodic lead guitar part. If it's a disco parody, it's a poor one, because it doesn't send up the genre in any perceptive, knowledgeable, or even necessary way that shows why disco DESERVES to be sent up (wow, prominent hi-hats... no rock band has ever done THAT). As disco-qua-disco it's pretty worthless; even the most mediocre hacked-out Prelude Records house-band stuff would be more successful getting people on the dance floor than this, except that as rock-qua-experimentalprotopostpunk it's a near-masterpiece, the bastard right-wing cousin of Devo's "Satisfaction"!