The Day the Music Died
It felt like that one Friday night, anyway, as I did my first-and-only life step-and-repeat. I didn’t know that was what posing on a red carpet was called.
Anyway. MTM and I crashed a birthday party with my friend Kellie. The birthday boy was the epitome of gracious. And, before I knew it, we were in the back with a DJ.
A DJ who played nothing but ’80s music for the 30-year-old (AKA born in 1981) birthday boy. (HINT: The links from this point forward, for the most part, go to 80s music videos. If that’s your thing.)
We needed to leave the party early, but it wasn’t a black-or-white call as to when we should go. The DJ played “Pour Some Sugar on Me” and suddenly, we were sticking around longer. I didn’t stop believing the party was just getting started.
And, I was right.
I met the guy who used to dance with Camille Grammer on Club MTV. (Since I spent part of an evening that week watching “The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills“, it was almost like a little sign from who-knows-who that I met someone with a slight connection.)
Yeah. The 80s rocked. I don’t know whether I felt old or nostalgic. Or, maybe a bit of both.
Either way, this was probably my favorite 80s anthem. Maybe I’ve always been looking for something new.
Do you have a favorite song from the 80s? Or is it the decade the music died?
This post is part of the series The Soundtrack of Life. If this is your first visit to the series, please click here for the first installment, click here for the second, click herefor the third, click here for the fourth, here for the fifth, here for the sixth, here for the seventh and here for the eighth. MTM wrote a great guest post, which you can find here. Thanks for your contributions and insights in the comments. They always enrich this blog, especially in a series like this one.