There seems to be something magically electric and exuberant about 80s pop. Something that, for some strange reason, humanity has not seen fit to resurrect.
Pop has always been somewhat like that kid in the family whom everyone says "will never amount to much." Its company is enjoyed, it has a wide circle of friends, yet it is generally misunderstood. And seldom ever taken 'seriously', or as far as you care to take music seriously. (I've personally given that up a long time ago. If you love a song, you love it; if you don't, no amount of sledgehammering -- or being overanalytical and judgmental -- will change your mind.)
But there are some genuinely lush, flawlessly composed slices of power-pop that flourished in a decade many (funless and tightarsed) people consider to be laughably tacky. This here is one. Enjoy.
Not iconic enough for you? Try this
And finally:
After hearing that, surely the most logical question on your mind must be:
Why don't they make pop like this anymore?
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