What people think of as 80’s music today is heavily overweighted towards critical darlings who did not actually get much airplay back in the day. Contrary to portrayals in indie flicks, it was not all about Joy Division, Elvis Costello, and Squeeze. The real hits of the time were much more like Michael Jackson and a billion imitators, Phil Collins and a million imitators, and hair metal lite.
I was reminded of this because I’m in Portland, which seems to be the final resting place of 80’s music. Every bar, burger joint, and hair salon is blasting “Part Time Lover”, “Armageddon It”, and “Morning Train” on a constant rotation. If I hear “My Prerogative” one more time I’m going to scream.