Look, I don't know. I just had an urge to look up a Kajagoogoo video on Youtube. It had something to do with an absurd 80s video posted on the Manolo for the Men blog. That film clip is, well, it's got that New Kids on the Block wanna-be thing going on, and it practically embodies the worst of the 80s.
THIS, on the other hand:
I loved this fucking song, and I tell you what: it makes no goddamned sense at all. The plot, the lyrics, the cater-waitress with Dallas hair who would never in a million years date a tiny barefoot boy with giant New Wave hair, the flashbacks to the 1940s. I mean, what the fuckity fuck, right?
I still know all the words, and I'm only slightly embarrassed to admit that.
The Field Negro poll.
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