Not to miss essay for anyone who had anything to do with the 80s, however peripheral.
I graduated from high school in 1990, and I saw some of these videos a hundred times, probably. Obviously I never questioned the clothing, or the hair, or why the zombies in that Billy Idol song couldn’t just take the elevator instead of climbing the side of the building (actually, maybe they’re vampires, and come to think of it, I’m not sure Billy Idol wasn’t a vampire also or maybe it had nothing to do with the undead like so many videos of that era, it’s tough to say definitively what the hell is going on). I just watched them, even for songs I hated.
Yes. Me too.
Also, she makes the comment that John Taylor looked like “one of those yellowing hairstyle cards in the front window of the salon nobody goes to in your neighborhood.” That is some serious brilliance. And I say that as someone who had John Taylor pictures plastered all over my locker. But honestly. That is SO what he looked like.
I was looking for more cleavage once Nancy Wilson set the standard in NEVER. She wasn’t the only bawdy personality in the world, but her “I can be a broad when I feel like it” attitude was later carried on by Jenny McCarthy, the SPANK THE PONY women on BBC’s excellent show, and lately, Chelsea Handler.
I have to admit that Jenny’s DIRTY LOVE is a film not worth the Amazon trees that were cut down to create its celluloid, by the way. Nor the time it took for me to puke my way through it. But at least SHE did it.
And I still think K T Oslen’s EIGHTIES LADIES had the best storyline of all.
::snicker::
“And once again the keyboardist is running through 1,423 Faces To Make While Pinching A Loaf in alphabetical order, with the occasional page taken from Caught Jerking Off: A Memoir.”
Oh. My. God. I cannot stop laughing at that.
The whole thing is genius.
“So the Nena keyboarder has the unenviable job of selling us on the idea that his giant red Mad-Maxerchief is actually strangling him, so he must fight for his life — with a dominant-to-tonic progression! Go tell Aunt Rhody I’m kicking some fuckin’ ASS!
BwaHAHAHAHA! I love 80’s nostalgia.
Wouldn’t it be great if they had a TV channel that played music videos?
Oh my… yep.
Just as an aside, when it was the ’80’s… one of those Bon Jovi videos had a bunch of concert footage, and one of my friends ended up in the video. That was cool.
Loved her comments on the “Dancing in the Dark” video. Watching Courtney bopping around at the end is hysterically funny.