31.07.02 you give love a bad name

Recently I rented a documentary on swing (part of that award-winning PBS Jazz miniseries), and some old guy said, “whatever music you were listening to when you were 14 or 15 years old, stays with you forever”.

Well, I’m listening to 80s music right now, something I hate to love. Eye of the Tiger reminds me of going to see Rocky III (A fighter. A lover. A legend.) with my cousin. Over and over. Pour Some Sugar on Me, a male stripper who did a show at my Cegep. If You Leave, my pink prom dress (God!). Love in an Elevator, my best friend’s older brother, who was 18, and sooo cool. Tainted Love, the high school dances chaperoned by my parents (can you say style cramping?). Take on Me, my first concert. I was actually wearing royal blue corduroys and a checkered shirt in primary colors. No, I wasn’t retarded.

Favorite 80s tunes? Memories?