The Go-Go's released Talk Show, which featured a few hits, but by that time the struggle to rise to fame had taken their toll on the girls. The band had begun to split up into different directions, and issues involving eating disorders, substance abuse, personality conflicts and general burnout afflicted them. For now, it was the end of the run for the Go-Go's, but also the beginning of their solo careers.

The hit from the album is excellent:

Head Over Heels

Been running so long
I've nearly lost all track of time
In every direction
I couldn't see the warning signs
I must be losin' it
'cuz my mind plays tricks on me
It looked so easy
But you know looks sometimes deceive

Been running so fast
Right from the starting line
No more connections
I don't need any more advice
One hand's just reaching out
And one's just hangin' on
It seems my weaknesses
Just keep going strong

Chorus
Head over heels
Where should i go
Can't stop myself
Outta control
Head over heels
No time to think
Looks like
The whole world's out of sync

Been running so hard
When what i need is to unwind
The voice of reason
Is one i left so far behind
I waited so long
So long to play this part
And just remembered
That i'd forgotten about my heart

Chorus


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Lene Lovich, who rose to new wave prominence in 1979 with "Lucky Number", had only sporadic success in the States. But Yugoslavia's favorite daughter did give new wave fans a little something to play (with):

New Toy

Did I ask you for your love?
Did I ask you for your dedication?
I don't want, I don't want your love.
I don't want, I don't want your affection!
But I've got to have the car
I need it for the weekend.
I've got to have the stereo,
And a couple of deletions
I've got to have the freezer
Put some fun back in my eating (?)
I've got to have it all until I'm complete!

I want a New Toy (oh ay oh), to keep my head expanding (ta).
I want a New Toy (oh ay oh), nothing too demanding (ta).
Then when everything is in roses everything is static (ta)
Yeh my New Toy (oh ay oh), you'll find us in the attic.

You.. Sometimes you make me feel... I feel so insecure.
Sometimes you make me feel... nothing at all
I'm sick of the TV
Well look at the news
I'm sick of the radio
But what can you do?
I'm sick of the Hoover
????
I'm sick of it all, so what can I do?

I get a New Toy (oh ay oh), to keep my head expanding (ta).
I get a New Toy (oh ay oh), nothing too demanding (ta).
Then when everything is in roses you don't get any headroom.
Yeh my New Toy (oh ay oh), you'll find us in the bedroom, yeh.
New Toy
New toy...

Repeat to fade

:banana: :mango

It's You, Only You (Mein Schmertz)

Let's say goodbye to our friends of the night (ni, ni, ni)
There's nothing for us here
Always been longing for a moment like this (oh, oh, oh)
Don't want to waste it here
Isn't it strange how sure you can be when you find the one you want
Isn't it strange how crazy you go when you finally won the one that you want
A moment like this (oh, oh, oh)
Maybe baby, we can make it

Chorus:
It's You, It's You, Only You
Well, I know what I want and I'm sure I can get it
But It's You, It's You, Only You
Well, I know what I want and I'm sure I can get it

I'm loosing my heart for you
And I'm prepared to lose my life
Ermmmm, Mein Schmertz
Maybe, we can make it
Maybe, maybe, we can make it

Chorus

It's You, It's You, Only You
It's You, It's You, Only You
But It's You, It's You, Only You
Well, I know what I want and I'm sure I can get it
It's You, It's You Mein Schmertz
fading...

Lene Lovich picture on vinyl:

And now for the ultra-UBER-macho segment of our 80's thread, we bring you:

WHAM!

The hottie-pop duo of British singers George Michael and Andrew Ridgely captured the teen world with their catchy pop hits, nifty dance moves, and drop dead good looks. They were even one of the first Western groups allowed to tour Communist China.

And the song for the video that started it all, from their album Make It Big:

Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go

You put the boom boom into my heart,
You send my soul sky high when your lovin' starts.
Jitterbug into my brain,
Goes bang bang bang till my feet do the same.

But something's bugging me
Something ain't right
My best friend told me
What you did last night.

Left me sleeping
In my bed.
I was dreaming
But I should've been with you instead.

CHORUS
Wake me up before you go go,
Don't leave me hanging on like a yo-yo.
Wake me up before you go go,
I don't wanna miss it when you hit that high
Wake me up before you go go,
'Cause I'm not planning on going solo.
Wake me up before you go go,
Take me dancing tonite.
I wanna hit that high...

You get the gray skies outta my way,
You make the sun shine brighter than Doris Day.
Turn a bright spark into a flame,
My beats per minute never been the same.

'Cause you're my lady,
I'm your fool.
Makes me crazy
When you act so cruel.

C'mon baby,
Let's not fight.
We'll go dancing
And everything will be alright.

REPEAT CHORUS

Cuddle up baby,
Move in tight.
We'll go dancing tomorrow night.

It's cold out there
But it's warm in bed.
They can dance,
We'll stay home instead.
(return to top)

:banana: :mango

The single cover to Wake Me Up...:

Careless Whisper

I feel so unsure,
As I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor.
As the music dies...
Something in your eyes,
Calls to mind a silver screen,
And all its sad goodbyes.

CHORUS
I'm never gonna dance again,
Guilty feet have got no rhythm.
Though it's easy to pretend,
I know you're not a fool.
I should have known better than to cheat a friend,
And waste a chance that I'd been given.
So I'm never gonna dance again,
The way I danced with you.

Time can never mend,
The careless whisper of a good friend.
To the heart and mind,
Ignorance is kind...
There's no comfort in the truth,
Pain is the hole you'll find.

REPEAT CHORUS

What am I without your love?
Tonite the music seems so loud,
I wish that we could lose this crowd.
Maybe it's better this way,
We'd hurt each other with the things we want to say.

We could have been so good together,
We could have lived this dance forever...
But now, who's gonna dance with me?
Please stay.
(Alternatively):
And now it's never gonna be
That way...

REPEAT CHORUS

Now that you're gone...
Now that you're gone...
Now that you're gone...
Was what I did so wrong?
So wrong that you had to leave me alone?
(return to top)

George Michael in stunning blonde mullet:

Freedom

Everyday I hear a different story
People say that you're no good for me
Saw your lover with another
She's making a fool of you
Oh
If you loved me baby
You'd deny it
But you laugh and tell me I should try it
Tell me I'm a baby and I don't understand

But you know that I'll forgive you
Just this once, twice, forever
'Cause baby
You could drag me to hell and back
Just as long as we're together
And you do

I don't want your freedom
I don't want to play around
I don't want nobody's baby
Part - time love just brings me down
I don't want your freedom
Girl all I want right now is you

Like a prisoner who has his own key
But I can't escape until you love me
I just go from day to day
Knowing all about the other boys
You take my hand and tell me I'm a fool
To give you all I do
I bet you someday baby
Someone says the same to you

But you know that I'll forgive you
Just this once, twice, forever
'Cause baby
You could drag to hell and back
Just as long as we're together
And you do

Oh

I don't want your freedom
I don't want to play around
I don't want nobody's baby
Part - time love just brings me down
I don't need your freedom
Girl all I want right now is you

But you know that I'll forgive you
Just this once, twice, forever
'Cause baby
You could drag me to hell and back
Just as long as we're together
And you do

I don't want your freedom
I don't need to play around
I don't want nobody's baby
Part - time love just brings me down

I don't want your
(I don't want your)
I don't want your
(I don't want your)
I don't want your
(I don't want your)
I don't want your
(I don't want your)
Oh...

For your shopping convenience: Wham! tote bags!

Btw, has anyone ever noticed that there aren't too many bands with punctuation marks in their names?

Andrew Ridgely, who always bore a slight resemblance to Sylvester Stallone:

Another hot photo of George Michael. Girls, don't swoon!!:D

Bananarama released their self-titled album in 1984:

Robert DeNiro's Waiting

Hope's dashed to the floor like shattered teenage dreams.
Boys living next door are never what they seem.
A walk in the park can become a bad dream

People are staring and following me.
This is my only escape from it all:
Watching a film or a face on the wall.
Robert de Niro's waiting
talking italian.
Robert de Niro's waiting
talking italian.
Robert de Niro's waiting
talking italian.
Robert de Niro's waiting
talking italian.
I don't need a boy
I've a got a man of steel

Don't come any closer
I don't wanna feel.
You're breathing
you're touching
but nothing's for free

I never want this to happen to me.
Don't try to change me
you're wasting your time

Now I've got something much better in mind.
Robert de Niro's waiting
talking italian. . . .
A walk in the park can become a bad dream
. . .
Robert de Niro's waiting
talking italian. . . .

Everyone should remember this song from the Karate Kid movie in 1984:

Cruel Summer

Hot summer streets
And the pavements are burning
I sit around
Trying to smile but
The air is so heavy and dry
Strange voices are saying
Things I can't understand
It's too close for comfort
This heat has got
Right out of hand

*It's a cruel, cruel summer
Leaving me here on my own
It's a cruel, cruel summer
Now you're gone

The city is crowded
My friends are away
And I'm on my own
It's too hot to handle
So I got to get up and go

*Chorus

:banana: :mango

1984 was the year that Michael Jackson firmly established his reign as the King of Pop--especially when a pop commercial nearly destroyed his dynasty: On January 28, while filming a Pepsi commercial, the pyrotechnics used in the filming caught his hair on fire, which was heavily doused with flammable pomade liquid!:eek: He was rushed to the hospital where his burns were treated and fortunately not life-threatening. The incident caused the joke:

Q: What's the difference between Richard Pryor and Michael Jackson?

A: Richard Pryor got burned doing Coke, and Michael Jackson got burned doing Pepsi.

:rotflmao:

Michael Jackson on the cover of Time:

Many people found it odd that Michael Jackson, a devout Jehovah's Witness, would endorse a product he himself found it against his religion to drink. When his management was asked about it, they replied, "It doesn't matter if Michael Jackson doesn't drink Pepsi, as long as his fans do."


:confused:

Michael and Disney collector drinking glasses. The cult of personality is on!!

A suit for poseable Michael Jackson action figures. Just try putting GI Joe in THAT!!:D

As his celebrity erupted into full-blown pop deity, Michael Jackson soon found that he was alienating his black fan base when he was pictured in the company of President Reagan and other conservative politicians. Many people of color had strongly felt that Reagan's policies were detrimental to the advancement of minorities, and that there seemed to be a lingering distrust of blacks and non-whites by conservatives. Jackson was favored by the Reagans only because he was the most popular black entertainer who was very rich at this point. Blacks of lower status were overlooked, as far as many people of color could see.


Michael Jackson with President and Nancy Reagan with Elizabeth Dole:

Meanwhile, the other Jackson brothers did not want to sit on the back burner while their younger sibling stole their thunder. The Jacksons released their album Victory to lukewarm reviews, and planned to have a major concert extravaganza show
in support of it. The music on the album was considered lackluster and tepid, and every night on the (short) tour, Michael stole the show. Unfortunately, the spectacle was only as successful as KISS' Dynasty Tour only five years before--both sank under the weight of their own excesses and over-priced ticket sales. Victory--the album and the tour--was anything but. The tour was to be the Jacksons' last, as a full group. Michael had grown up...or had he?

A classic pose of Michael:

Michael and What's-his-name onstage:

Michael giving the Dio devil-salute?;)

:rock:

Michael wowing the crowd:

The Jacksons onstage:

Michael and his brothers with freaky costumes and freaky instruments:

As much as there was King Michael, no one could deny there was only one Prince: in 1984 the soundtrack to his movie debut Purple Rain brought out a plethora of hits and made Prince not only a star but an icon. The movie was loosely based on his own autobiographical story of growing up in Minneapolis with an abusive father who tried to suppress his musical career and free spirit, and the struggles he went through to attain his fame. Prince established himself as a total sex symbol as well.

Purple Rain

I never meant 2 cause u any sorrow
I never meant 2 cause u any pain
I only wanted 2 one time see u laughing
I only wanted 2 see u laughing in the purple rain

Purple rain purple rain
Purple rain purple rain
Purple rain purple rain

I only wanted 2 see u bathing in the purple rain

I never wanted 2 be your weekend lover
I only wanted 2 be some kind of friend
Baby i could never steal u from another
It's such a shame our friendship had 2 end

Purple rain purple rain
Purple rain purple rain
Purple rain purple rain

I only wanted 2 see u underneath the purple rain

Honey i know, i know, i know times are changing
It's time we all reach out 4 something new
That means u 2
U say u want a leader
But u can't seem 2 make up your mind
I think u better close it
And let me guide u 2 the purple rain

Purple rain purple rain
Purple rain purple rain

If you know what i'm singing about up here
C'mon raise your hand

Purple rain purple rain

I only want 2 see u, only want 2 see u
In the purple rain

Let's Go Crazy

Dearly beloved
We are gathered here today
2 get through this thing called life

Electric word life
It means forever and that's a mighty long time
But i'm here 2 tell u
There's something else
The afterworld

A world of never ending happiness
U can always see the sun, day or night

So when u call up that shrink in beverly hills
U know the one - dr everything'll be alright
Instead of asking him how much of your time is left
Ask him how much of your mind, baby

'cuz in this life
Things are much harder than in the afterworld
In this life
You're on your own

And if de-elevator tries 2 bring u down
Go crazy - punch a higher floor

If u don't like the world you're living in
Take a look around u
At least u got friends

U see i called my old lady
4 a friendly word
She picked up the phone
Dropped it on the floor
(sex, sex) is all i heard

Are we gonna let de-elevator
Bring us down
Oh, no let's go!

Let's go crazy
Let's get nuts
Let's look 4 the purple banana
'til they put us in the truck, let's go!

We're all excited
But we don't know why
Maybe it's cuz
We're all gonna die

And when we do (when we do)
What's it all 4 (what's it all 4)
U better live now
Before the grim reaper come knocking on your door

Tell me, are we gonna let de-elevator bring us down
Oh, no let's go!

Let's go crazy
Let's get nuts
Look 4 the purple banana
'til they put us in the truck, let's go!

C'mon baby
Let's get nuts
Yeah
Crazy

Let's go crazy

Are we gonna let de-elevator bring us down
Oh, no let's go!
Go crazy

I said let's go crazy (go crazy)
Let's go, let's go
Go
Let's go

Dr. everything'll be alright
Will make everything go wrong
Pills and thrills and dafodills will kill
Hang tough children

He's coming
He's coming
Coming

Take me away!


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When Doves Cry

Dig if u will the picture
Of u and i engaged in a kiss
The sweat of your body covers me
Can u my darling
Can u picture this?

Dream if u can a courtyard
An ocean of violets in bloom
Animals strike curious poses
They feel the heat
The heat between me and u

How can u just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that's so cold? (so cold)
Maybe i'm just 2 demanding
Maybe i'm just like my father 2 bold
Maybe you're just like my mother
She's never satisfied (she's never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry

Touch if u will my stomach
Feel how it trembles inside
You've got the butterflies all tied up
Don't make me chase u
Even doves have pride

How can u just leave me standing?
Alone in a world so cold? (world so cold)
Maybe i'm just 2 demanding
Maybe i'm just like my father 2 bold
Maybe you're just like my mother
She's never satisfied (she's never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry

How can u just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that's so cold? (a world that's so cold)
Maybe i'm just 2 demanding (maybe, maybe i'm like my father)
Maybe i'm just like my father 2 bold (ya know he's 2 bold)
Maybe you're just like my mother (maybe you're just like my mother)
She's never satisfied (she's never, never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other (why do we scream, why)
This is what it sounds like

When doves cry
When doves cry (doves cry, doves cry)
When doves cry (doves cry, doves cry)

Don't cry (don't cry)

When doves cry
When doves cry
When doves cry

When doves cry (doves cry, doves cry, doves cry
Don't cry
Darling don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
Don't don't cry

I Would Die 4 U

I'm not a woman
I'm not a man
I am something that you'll never understand

I'll never beat u
I'll never lie
And if you're evil i'll forgive u by and by

U - i would die 4 u, yeah
Darling if u want me 2
U - i would die 4 u

I'm not your lover
I'm not your friend
I am something that you'll never comprehend

No need 2 worry
No need 2 cry
I'm your messiah and you're the reason why

'cuz u - i would die 4 u, yeah
Darling if u want me 2
U - i would die 4 u

You're just a sinner i am told
Be your fire when you're cold
Make u happy when you're sad
Make u good when u are bad

I'm not a human
I am a dove
I'm your conscious
I am love
All i really need is 2 know that
U believe

Yeah, i would die 4 u, yeah
Darling if u want me 2
U - i would die 4 u

Yeah, say one more time

U - i would die 4 u
Darling if u want me 2
U - i would die 4 u
2 3 4 u

I would die 4 u
I would die 4 u
U - i would die 4 u
U - i would die 4 u


:banana: :mango

Clip from the Purple Rain movie:

Poster from the Purple Rain album:

Prince made many new fans with his movie and album. One such fan would long be remembered when she heard the lyrics to one track on Purple Rain, "Darling Nikki":

One performer and band that were featured prominently in Purple Rain were Morris Day and The Time, who hit it big with their album Ice Cream Castle.

One group that was part of Prince's proteges, Vanity 6, was actually known more for their super-sexy image than for anything truly musical.

Vanity of vanities, says the Preacher. All is vanity.

The lead singer of Vanity would go through a career tailspin where she ended up on drugs, especially cocaine, which nearly killed her and caused her to lose a kidney and caused hearing and vision damage. She later became a born again Christian evangelist and now goes by her original name Denise Matthews, having renounced the stage name and lifestyle which came close to destroying her life.


Kinda miss the hot outfits, though...:grineyes:

Also popular was last year's release by Shalamar, a band which featured singer Jody Watley. Their album The Look contained the r & b hit, "Dead Giveaway."

Dead Giveaway

How long you gonna carry on
This one on one charade
Let's don't and then say we did
That's the game you like to play.

We've been through this so many times
The end results always the same
I always end up complaining
When I've got myself to blame.

You're just a dead giveaway
You'd think I'd learn to handle this by now
You're just a dead giveaway.

Girl you can't deny it
(Even though you try)
You keep trying to hide it
(Baby we know why).

I get a call about 2am
Saying you don't want to be alone
Now I'm tired and half asleep
But emotions are just a little too strong.

I figure that I'd call your bluff
Cause you want me to come on by
Girl you know it's your love I've always wanted
And this time I won't be denied.

Cause you're a dead giveaway
Girl you want me like I want you
A dead giveaway.

You're scared but you won't admit it
(Even though you try)
But tonight you're committed
(Baby we know why).

Cause you're just a dead giveaway.

You're not that naive girl
(I'm finding out)
Is playing deciever
(What you're all about).

Well now that you're serious
It's time to take off that disguise
You want more that mental stimulation
I can see it in your eyes.

For years I've been your analyst
I've been as patient as I've been kind
For years you've played off believing
That I loved you for only your mind.

Cause you're a dead giveaway.

I can tell by the look in your eye
That you're a dead giveaway.

I'm finding out
What you're all about.

You're just a dead giveaway.

:banana: :mango

Also in 1984 came a legion of break dance movies, including "Beat Street". Apparently, the nifty trend could not last forever at the box office....

Breakdancing:

More breaking:

Still more breaking:

And of course the rip-roaring sequel: Breakin' 2: Electric Boogaloo.

On February 14, 1984, Elton John married a member of his business entourage, Renate Blauel in a church wedding in Sydney, Australia. For the time, Elton seemed so happy. But five years later, the marriage would fall apart.

Was it more of an attempt to curry favor with his mother and father that their gay son would change by marrying a woman?

Another wedding photo. Interesting how he looks like 30's comic actor Harold Lloyd...

In 1984, Bruce Springsteen had finally arrived. His talent had finally been recognized by all with his new album Born In the U.S.A. America had been riding high on a wave of patriotic spirit, and Bruce Springsteen had suddenly become the rock and roll hero of millions of Americans who identified with his songs.

Or did they? For many, Bruce Springsteen was no secret with his heartfelt songs and music, with bittersweet tales of the underdog rising above their circumstances. But to others, some had taken to a sort of pop culture revisionism which was ultimately used to their advantage in the mid-Eighties.

Conservative columnist George Will had gone to see a performance of "The Boss" in concert, and had left inspired by one of the standout songs, the title song of the album, which merited close reading:

Born In the U.S.A.

Born down in a dead man's town
The first kick I took was when I hit the ground
You end up like a dog that's been beat too much
Till you spend half your life just covering up

Born in the U.S.A., I was born in the U.S.A.
I was born in the U.S.A., born in the U.S.A.

Got in a little hometown jam
So they put a rifle in my hand
Sent me off to a foreign land
To go and kill the yellow man

Born in the U.S..A....

Come back home to the refinery
Hiring man said "Son if it was up to me"
Went down to see my V.A. man
He said "Son, don't you understand"

I had a brother at Khe Sahn
Fighting off the Viet Cong
They're still there, he's all gone

He had a woman he loved in Saigon
I got a picture of him in her arms now

Down in the shadow of the penitentiary
Out by the gas fires of the refinery
I'm ten years burning down the road
Nowhere to run ain't got nowhere to go

Born in the U.S.A., I was born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A., I'm a long gone Daddy in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A., Born in the U.S.A.
Born in the U.S.A., I'm a cool rocking Daddy in the U.S.A.


:rock: patriot: :rock: patriot:

To George Will, the message was clear: Bruuuuuuce was singing the praises of America with a rock and roll anthem!

Ultimately, Will got word back to President Reagan about his musical find. What a great way to connect with younger voters!
Soon, Reagan mentioned Bruce by name in a campaign speech where he claimed, "America's future rests in a thousand dreams inside your hearts. It rests in the message of hope in songs of a man so many young Americans admire: New Jersey's Bruce Springsteen. And helping you make those dreams come true is what this job of mine is all about."

Huh??:confused:

It was ironic that the one leader Bruce and others blamed for the economic downturn in the country, adversely affecting the working man at that time, would suddenly lionize Bruce. Strange praise coming from a man who represented the antithesis of what Bruce sought to proclaim. By Reagan championing Bruce it would seem as if Springsteen's feelings were mutual. Not quite.

Neither Will nor Reagan knew or even cared much to find out Bruce's political leanings. They only heard the "patriotic" fervor in the roar of the crowd, the flag-waving, all image, no discerning the substance of the lyrics, about a Vietnam vet who was suddenly disenfranchised by the Land of the Free.

Springsteen went on in concert later and told the crowd, "I heard the president use my name in a speech the other day. I wonder what his favorite album of mine is. I don't think it's 'Nebraska'."

Here is one of his other huge hits. Future "Friends" star Courtney Cox appeared in the video:

Dancing In the Dark

I get up in the evening
and I ain't got nothing to say
I come home in the morning
I go to bed feeling the same way
I ain't nothing but tired
Man I'm just tired and bored with myself
Hey there baby, I could use just a little help

You can't start a fire
You can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
even if we're just dancing in the dark

Message keeps getting clearer
radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place
I check my look in the mirror
I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face
Man I ain't getting nowhere
I'm just living in a dump like this
There's something happening somewhere
baby I just know that there is

You can't start a fire
you can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
even if we're just dancing in the dark

You sit around getting older
there's a joke here somewhere and it's on me
I'll shake this world off my shoulders
come on baby this laugh's on me

Stay on the streets of this town
and they'll be carving you up alright
They say you gotta stay hungry
hey baby I'm just about starving tonight
I'm dying for some action
I'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write this book
I need a love reaction
come on now baby gimme just one look

You can't start a fire sitting 'round crying over a broken heart
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
You can't start a fire worrying about your little world falling apart
This gun's for hire
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Even if we're just dancing in the dark
Hey baby

Cover Me

The times are tough now, just getting tougher
This old world is rough, it's just getting rougher
Cover me, come on baby, cover me
Well I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me
Promise me baby you won't let them find us
Hold me in your arms, let's let our love blind us
Cover me, shut the door and cover me
Well I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me

Outside's the rain, the driving snow
I can hear the wild wind blowing
Turn out the light, bolt the door
I ain't going out there no more

This whole world is out there just trying to score
I've seen enough I don't want to see any more,
Cover me, come on and cover me
I'm looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me
Looking for a lover who will come on in and cover me

Glory Days

I had a friend was a big baseball player back in high school
He could throw that speedball by ya, make you look like a fool
Saw him the other night at this roadside bar I was walking in he was walking out
We went back inside, sat down, had a few drinks, but all we kept talking about

Glory Days, yeah they'll pass you by
Glory Days, in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory Days, glory days

There's this girl that lives up the block, back in school she could turn all the boys heads
Sometimes on Friday I'll stop by and have a few drinks after she put her kids to bed
Her and her husband Bobby, well they split up, I guess it's two years gone by
We just sit around talking about the old times, she says when she feels like crying she starts laughing thinking about

Glory Days...

Think I'm going down to the well tonight and I'm gonna drink till I get my fill
I hope when I get older I don't sit around thinking about it, but I probably will
Yeah just sitting back trying to recapture a little of the glory of
Well the time slips away and leaves you with nothing, mister, but boring stories of

Glory Days...

All right boys keep it rocking now
We gonna go home now
Let's go!


In 1984, Bruce personified rock and roll. He was definitely all over:

Unfortunately, at the height of Bruce's success, his long-time E Street band member, guitarist Little Steven, announced he was leaving. His replacement was veteran guitarist Nils Lofgren.

My Hometown

I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand
Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man
I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town
He'd tousle my hair and say son take a good look around
This is your hometown, this is your hometown
This is your hometown, this is your hometown

In `65 tension was running high at my high school
There was a lot of fights between the black and white
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night in the back seat there was a gun
Words were passed in a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come to my hometown
My hometown, my hometown, my hometown

Now Main Street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores
Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more
They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks
Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back to
Your hometown, your hometown, your hometown, your hometown

Last night me and Kate we laid in bed talking about getting out
Packing up our bags maybe heading south
I'm thirty-five we got a boy of our own now
Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good
look around
This is your hometown

Little Steven:

No Surrender

We busted out of class had to get away from those fools
We learned more from a three-minute record than we ever learned in school
Tonight I hear the neighborhood drummer sound
I can feel my heart begin to pound
You say you're tired and you just want to close your eyes and follow your dreams down

Well, we made a promise we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, baby, no surrender
Like soldiers in the winter's night with a vow to defend
No retreat, baby, no surrender

Now young faces grow sad and old and hearts of fire grow cold
We swore blood brothers against the wind
I'm ready to grow young again
And hear your sister's voice calling us home across the open yards
But maybe we could cut someplace of our own
With these drums and these guitars

We made a promise we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, baby, no surrender
Blood brothers in the stormy night with a vow to defend
No retreat, baby, no surrender

Now on the street tonight the lights grow dim
The walls of my room are closing in
There's a war outside still ragin'
You say it ain't ours any more to win.
I wanna sleep beneath peaceful skies in my lovers bed
With a wide open country in my eyes
And these romanics dreams in my head.

We made a promise...

Though Little Steven left the E Street Band, one welcome addition to Bruce's backup group was vocalist Patti Scialfa.

I'm On Fire

Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go away and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
I'm on fire

Tell me now baby is he good to you
Can he do to you the things that I do
I can take you higher
I'm on fire

Sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby
edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley
through the middle of my soul

At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
and a freight train running through the
middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
I'm on fire

A classic Springsteen pose:

A few clips from the classic video directed by Brian DePalma and featuring Courtney Cox:

Bruce with Courtney Cox:

1984 was also the year that Tina Turner, now dubbed "The Burner", made a very successful comeback. After spending years wilting under the abusive, manipulative relationship with her now-ex-husband Ike Turner, she embraced Nichren Shoshu Buddism as a way to regain wholeness and peace within herself. It seemed like a bold move to strike out on her own, in fact, her tour for her comeback album Private Dancer was originally booked in clubs and small theaters, but as the success of her album mushroomed, she found herself playing to large arenas. She became a smoldering, sultry performer, still able to knock'em dead in her tight miniskirt which showed off major leg action. Even in middle age--or MATURE age, Tina was giving the new pop music tarts such as Madonna a run for their money. Her hot legs became her trademark as she announced her independence and self-empowerment in a time so far removed from the 60's, living under the shadow of her former husband.

Private Dancer
written by Dire Straits' Mark Knopfler

All the men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don't look at their faces
And you don't ask their names
You don't think of them as human
You don't think of them at all
You keep your mind on the money
Keeping your eyes on the wall

I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do

I want to make a million dollars
I wanna live out by the sea
Have a husband and some children
Yeah, I guess I want a family
All the men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don't look at their faces
And you don't ask their names

I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do

Deutch marks or dollars
American Express will do nicely, thank you
Let me loosen up your collar
Tell me, do you wanna see me do the shimmy again?

Tina in sealed vinyl:

Better Be Good To Me

A prisoner of your love
Entangled in your web
Hot whispers in the night
I'm captured by your spell
Oh yes I'm touched by this show of emotion
Should I be fractured by your lack of devotion
Should I, should I?

You better be good to me
That's how it's gotta be now
Cause I don't have no use
For what you losely call the truth
You better be good to me

I think it's also right
That we don't need to fight
We stand face to face
And you present your case
And I know you keep telling me that you love me
And I really do wanna believe
But did you think I'd just accept you in blind faith
Oh sure babe, anything to please you

You better be good to me
That's how it's gotta be now
Cause I don't have the time
For your over loaded lines
You better be good to me

And I really don't see why it's so hard to be good to me
And I don't understand what's your plan that you can't be good to me
What I can't feel I surely cannot see, why can't you be good to me
And if it's not real I do not wish to see, why can't you be good to me

What's Love Got to Do With It?

You must understand though the touch of your hand
Makes my pulse react
That it's only the thrill of boy meeting girl
Opposittes attract
It's physical
Only logical
You must try to ignore that it means more than that

What's love got to do, got to do with it
What's love but a second hand emotion
What's love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken

It may seem to you that I'm acting confused
When you're close to me
If a tend to look dazed I've read it someplace
I've got cause to be
There's a name for it
There's a phrase that fits
But whatever the reason you do it for me

What's love got to do, got to do with it
What's love but a second hand emotion
What's love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken

I've been taking on a new direction
But I have to say
I've been thinking about my own protection
It scares me to feel this way

What's love got to do, got to do with it
What's love but a sweet old fashioned notion
What's love got to do, got to do with it
Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken

A teenie picture of Tina:

Pat Benatar's 1984 album Tropico featured the hit "We Belong" with a backing children's choir.

We Belong

We belong, we belong to the light
Many times I’ve tried to tell you
Many times I’ve cried alone
Always I’m surprised how well you
Cut my feelings to the bone

Don’t want to leave you really
I’ve invested too much time
To give you up that easy
To the doubts that complicate your mind

Chorus:

We belong to the light
We belong to the thunder
We belong to the sound of the words
We’ve both fallen under
Whatever we deny or embrace
For worse or for better
We belong, we belong
We belong together

Maybe it’s a sign of weakness
When I don’t know what to say
Maybe I just wouldn’t know
What to do with my strength anyway
Have we become a habit
Do we distort the facts
Now there’s no looking forward
Now there’s no turning back
When you say

(chorus)

Close your eyes and try to sleep now
Close your eyes and try to dream
Clear your mind and do your best
To try and wash the palette clean
We can’t begin to know it
How much we really care
I hear your voice inside me
I see your face everywhere
Still you say

(chorus)

Pat Benatar in 1984:

Sheena Easton decided to pull out the stops on her 1984 album
A Private Heaven and re-invent herself as a more sexually aggressive performer. Her hit "Sugar Walls" managed to catch a lot of flack for its brazen sexuality--and get banned from places such as "American Bandstand."

Sugar Walls

We belong, we belong to the light
Many times I’ve tried to tell you
Many times I’ve cried alone
Always I’m surprised how well you
Cut my feelings to the bone

Don’t want to leave you really
I’ve invested too much time
To give you up that easy
To the doubts that complicate your mind

Chorus:

We belong to the light
We belong to the thunder
We belong to the sound of the words
We’ve both fallen under
Whatever we deny or embrace
For worse or for better
We belong, we belong
We belong together

Maybe it’s a sign of weakness
When I don’t know what to say
Maybe I just wouldn’t know
What to do with my strength anyway
Have we become a habit
Do we distort the facts
Now there’s no looking forward
Now there’s no turning back
When you say

(chorus)

Close your eyes and try to sleep now
Close your eyes and try to dream
Clear your mind and do your best
To try and wash the palette clean
We can’t begin to know it
How much we really care
I hear your voice inside me
I see your face everywhere
Still you say

(chorus)

The Sugar Walls single cover:

It was the Summer of Love for America in 1984. There was a new patriotic spirit that swept across the land. Reagan seemed poised to win his second term in office. The Summer Olympic Games began in Los Angeles. Long gone were the days when America took a back seat to all the other countries of the world. Grim events such as the Iran Hostage Crisis, and even Watergate, were nearly forgotten. It was America's time in the sun. No other country had it like us.

And best of all, rock and roll was extolling America's virtues.

The Olympic Games' opening ceremonies even gave a salute to American music such as the blues, jazz, and rock and roll.

John Mellancamp (having dropped Cougar from his name) released Uh-Huh, which featured a song that fit right in with the feel-good American spirit washing over the nation nearly a year before Bruce Springsteen's "Born In the U.S.A." would become the semi-official anthem. People barely caught on to the bittersweet tone in Mellancamp's lyrics, as long as it mentioned America, that was all the validation they needed. Miss the words about broken dreams depicted here, well, ain't that America. patriot:

Pink Houses

There's a black man with a black cat
Living in a black neighbourhood
He's got an interstate runnin' through his front yard
You know, he think, that he's got it so good
And there's a woman in the kitchen cleanin' up the evening slop
And he looks at her and says: "Hey darling, I can remember when you could stop a clock"

CHORUS:
Oh but ain't that America for you and me
Ain't that America we're something to see baby
Ain't that America, home of the free
Little pink houses for you and me

Well there's a young man in a t-shirt
Listening to a rockin' rollin' station
He's got a greasy hair, greasy smile
He says: "Lord, this must be my destination"
'Cuz they told me, when I was younger
"Boy, you're gonna be president"
But just like everyting else, those old crazy dreams
Just kinda came and went

CHORUS:
Oh but ain't that America for you and me
Ain't that America we're someting to see baby
Ain't that America, home of the free
Little pink houses for you and me

Well there's people and more people
What do they know know know
Go to work in some high rise
And vacation down at the Gulf of Mexico
Ohhh Yeah
And there's winners, and there's losers
But they ain't no big deal
'Cuz the simple man baby pays for the thrills,
The bills and the pills that kill

CHORUS:
Oh but ain't that America for you and me
Ain't that America we're someting to see baby
Ain't that America, home of the free
Little pink houses for you and me

Oh but ain't that America for you and me
Ain't that America we're someting to see baby
Ain't that America, home of the free
Little pink houses for you and me

Crumblin' Down

Some people ain't no damn good
You can't trust 'em, you can't love em
No good deed goes unpunished
And I don't mind being their whipping boy
I've had that pleasure for years and years
No, no I never was a sinner-tell me what else can I do
Second best is what you get-till you learn to bend this rules
Time respects no person-what you lift up must fall
They're waiting outside-to claim my crumblin' walls

Saw my picture in the paper
Read the news around my face
And now some peopkle
Don't want to treat me the same

When the walls come tumblin' down
When the walls come crumblin' crumblin'
When the walls come tumblin' tumblin' down

Some people say I'm obnoxious and lazy
That I'm uneducated and my opinipn means nothin'
But I know I'm a real good dancer
Don't need to look over my shoulder to see what I'm after
Everybody's got their problems-ain't no new news here
I'm the same old trouble you've been having for years
Don't confuse the problem with the issue, girl,
'Cause it's perfectly clear

Just a human desire to have you come near
Want to put my arms around you
Feel your breath in my ear
You can bend me You can break me
But you better stand clear

When the walls come tumblin' down
When the walls come crumblin' crumblin'
When the walls come tumblin' tumblin' down

Play Guitar

You may drive around in your town
Ina brand new shiny car
Your face in the wind your haircut's in
And your friends think you're bizarre
you may find a cushy job and I hope that you go far
But if you really want to taste some cool success
You better learn to play guitar

CHORUS:

Play guitar--play guitar (3X)

You got your eye on the cheerleader queen
you're walkin' her home from school
You know that she's only seventeen
She's gonna make you a fool
You know you can't touch this stuff
Without money or a brand new car
Let me give you some good advice young man
You better learn to play guitar

CHORUS

All women around the world want a phony rock star
Who plays guitar
You can pump your iron and shine your shoes
And wear your hair just right
You go down out on cruisin' street
'Cause you want to score tonight
Ra da ra da ra da
And you really want to show your scars
Forget all about that macho s:censored:
And learn how to play guitar

CHORUS

:guitar:

The Authority Song

They like to get you in a compromising position
They like to get you there and smile in your face
They think they're so cute when they got you in that condition
Well I think it's a total disgrace

CHORUS:
I fight authority, Authority always wins
I fight authority, Authority always wins
I been doing it since I was a young kid
I come out grinnin'
I fight authority, Authority always wins

So I call up my preacher
I say, "Give me strength for Round 5."
He said , "You don't need no strength, you need to grow up son."
I said, "Growing up leads to growing old and then to dying
"And dying to me don't sound like all that much fun."

CHORUS

Oh no oh no
I fight authority Authority always wins

CHORUS

Not only did Springsteen's and Mellencamp's lyrics foretell of things not going right within Reagan's version of Camelot America, but one event eclipsed the Olympics and everything else to claim the hidden tarnished image beneath the tinsel: Vanessa Williams, crowned as the first black Miss America was forced to give up her crown when Penthouse magazine published nude photos of her and another woman in explicit poses. Miss America's self-image, and the image of the kingdom she ruled, was tarnished!:eek: The issue went on to sell like hotcakes. Like just about everything else in America, image was everything. Not everything was as it seemed. Real life began to imitate the nightly soaps like Dynasty and Falcon Crest.

Was it the end of the road for Vanessa?

Steve Perry took a break from singing with Journey to release a solo album, Street Talk. The album featured the hit "Oh Sherry" and "Foolish Hearts."

Oh Sherry

You should've been gone
Knowing how I made you feel
And I should've been gone
After all your words of steel
Oh I must've been a dreamer
And I must've been someone else
And we should've been over

Oh Sherry, our love
Holds on, holds on
Oh Sherry, our love
Holds on, holds on

But I want to let go
You'll go on hurtin' me
You'd be better off alone
If I'm not who you thought I'd be

But you know that there's a fever
Oh that you'll never find nowhere else
Can't you feel it burnin' on and on

(chorus)

But I should've been gone
Long ago, far away
And you should've been gone
Now I know just why you stay

(chorus)

Oh Sherry, our love
Holds on, holds on

Night Ranger released Midnight Madness, their sophomore release which featured a rocking number that found a perfect place in the New Patriotism sweeping the nation. The band reminded everyone that in spite of the glut of British pretty boys swarming the shores with their perfect 'do's on MTV, The Land of the Free was not lacking by any means in the rock and roll department. "So take that, you Limeys!" we seemed to say.

(You Can Still) Rock in America

Little sister by the record machine
l'm tired of dancin', said she's sweet 16
She's goin' out she's gonna party tonight
She's gonna shake and make it last all night

Little girl has got a drivin' machine
about to drive it's such a clean machine
Their goin' out their gonna put out the lights

Their gonna ROCK IT, ROCK IT, ROCK IT!

You can still rock in America
Oh yeah, so right
You can still rock in America
Oh yeah, all night
You can still rock in America

Little sister makes a move for the door
though it squeeks she's on the second floor
her daddy winks, is everything ok
not a sound and she makes a get away
Little girl has got it ready to roll
tires burnin' as she heads for the show
knock it off until the music gone loud

and ROCK IT, ROCK IT, ROCK IT

You can still rock in America
Oh yeah, so right
You can still rock in America
Oh yeah, all night
You can still rock in America

Rock in America
You can still
Rock in America
Rock in America
Rock in America
Yeah you can still, Rock in America

You can still rock in America
Oh yeah, so right
You can still rock in America
Oh yeah, all night
You can still rock in America
You can still rock in America
Why you can still rock in America
:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock: patriot: patriot:

The following song not only became their biggest song, but also was the cause of much confusion. Many thought the song "Sister Christian" was about a Christian girl going to a "motor inn" for...whatever one thinks goes on at a motor inn, of course....;) But in fact, their drummer Kelly Keagy wrote the song for his younger sister who was growing up toward adulthood, and all the difficulties she would face. It was originally called "Sister Christy" but the band interpreted it as:

Sister Christian

Sister Christian
Oh, the time has come
And you know
That you're the only one to say
Okay

Where you going
What you looking for
You know those boys
Don't want to play no more
With you
It's true

CHORUS
You're motoring
What's your price for flight
In finding mister right
You'll be all right tonight

Babe, you know
You're growing up so fast
Mommy's worrying
That you won't last to say
Let's play

Sister Christian
There's so much in life
Don't you give it up
Before your time is due
It's true

Motoring
What's your price for flight
You've got him in your sights
And driving through the night
Motoring

What's your price for flight
In finding mister right
You'll be all right tonight

Sister Christian
Oh, the time has come
And you know
That you're the only one to say
Okay
But you're motoring
You're motoring

"Motoring" is another term for car cruising. Also due to the success of the song, Night Ranger was now pegged by their record company to be a "ballad" band in stead of a rock band.

Rumours In the Air

Used to call me
By my first name
Now you never even call me at all
Used to say
I was your only flame
It was so simple
I believed it all

Now I hear
You've got a new friend and lover
Who keeps you warm
On the cool cool nights
There's a rumor in the air
Don't seem right

Rumours in the air
Like a thief in the night
Taking more than their share
Taking more than their right
Rumors in the air
Like a thief in the night
Rumours
Rumors in the air

Used to call me
When you felt the pain
Now you never even feel it at all
Used to swear
That we would never change
And like a fool
I believed it all

Now you say
You had a weekend of trouble
As you stare me down
With those cool cool eyes
There's a rumor in the air
Don't seem right

Rumours in the air
Like a thief in the night
Taking more than their share
Taking more than their right
Rumors in the air
Like a thief in the night
Rumours Rumours
Rumors in the air

Used to call me
By my first name
Now you never even call me at all
Now you say
That I'm the one to blame
Doesn't matter
How I feel at all

Well I hear
You've got a new friend and lover
You'll take him down
It's so plain to see
Well there's a rumor in the air
Killing me

Rumours in the air
Like a thief in the night
Taking more than their share
Taking more than their right
Rumors in the air
Like a thief in the night
Rumours Rumours
Rumors in the air

Rumors in the air (x3)

Rumors (x3)
Rumors in the air

Brad Gillis getting fashion tips from Stryper?;)

When You Close Your Eyes

What do you do when it's falling apart
And you knew it was gone from the very start
Do you close your eyes and dream about me

A girl in love with a gleam in her eye
I was a younger boy all dressed in white
We're older now, Do you still think about me

I remember we learned about love in the back of a chevrolet
Well it felt so good to be young, feels like yesterday

When you close your eyes, do you dream about me
When you close your eyes, do you dream about me
Do you still dream about me

I guess I don't know what I'm thinking
Coming off a hard night of drinking
Angie come closer to me, I need a soul to bleed on

It coulda been done in a different kinda way
But that ain't you, you play tough when you play
It's over now, I bet you still think about me

I remember I held you so tight
And we danced the night away
With the moves of two wide-eyed kids
I need you so much today

When you close your eyes, do you dream about me
When you close your eyes, do you dream about me

When you close your eyes, do you dream about me
When you close your eyes, do you dream about me

I remember we learned about love in the back of a chevrolet
No good for an old memory, to mean so much today

When you close your eyes, do you dream about me
When you close your eyes, do you dream about me

When you close your eyes, do you dream about me
When you close your eyes, do you dream about me

When you close your eyes, do you dream about me
When you go to sleep at night, do you dream about me

Brad Gillis and Jeff Watson:

Weird Al Yankovik made his first huge hit with his parody of Michael Jackson's "Beat It" with--"EAT IT"!!--from his 1984 album
In 3-D. Veteran guitarist Rick Derringer assisted with an Eddie Van Halen-esque solo, and Weird Al went on to appear on a Diet Coke commercial and become one of the biggest polka-playing rockers on the face of the planet.

Eat It

How come you're always such a fussy young man?
Don't want no Captain Crunch, don't want no Raisin Bran
Well, don't you know that other kids are starving in Japan
So eat it, just eat it

Don't want to argue, I don't want to debate
Don't want to hear about what kind of food you hate
You won't get no dessert 'till you clean off your plate
So eat it

Don't you tell me you're full
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Get yourself an egg and beat it
Have some more chicken, have some more pie
It doesn't matter if it's broiled or fried
Just eat it, eat it, just eat it, eat it
Just eat it, eat it, just eat it, eat it, ooh

Your table manners are some cryin' shame
You're playin' with your food, this ain't some kind of game
Now, if you starve to death, you'll just have yourself to blame
So eat it, just eat it

You better listen, better do what you're told
You haven't even touched your tuna casserole
You better chow down or it's gonna get cold
So eat it

I don't care if you're full
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Open up your mouth and feed it
Have some more yogurt, have some more spam
It doesn't matter if it's fresh or canned
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Don't you make me repeat it
Have a banana, have a whole bunch
It doesn't matter what you had for lunch
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it

Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
If it's gettin' cold, reheat it
Have a big dinner, have a light snack
If you don't like it, you can't send it back
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Get yourself an egg and beat it (oh lord)
Have some more chicken, have some more pie
It doesn't matter if it's broiled or fried
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Don't you make me repeat it (oh no)
Have a banana, have a whole bunch
It doesn't matter what you had for lunch
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it

:eat:

I LOVE THAT SONG!


Look what youve done now Cap'n, ya made me hungry, nah just kidding LOL

Originally posted by "Weird" Jack Wilso-vic
I LOVE THAT SONG!


Look what youve done now Cap'n, ya made me hungry, nah just kidding LOL I'm hungry. But then again, I'm ALWAYS hungry!!:lol:

The movie 16 Candles was the first of many teen movies directed by John Hughes. The movie starred former Facts of Life actress Molly Ringwald, future star John Cusack, and perfect "80's dweeb" star Anthony Michael Hall. It was the start of a big decade for all three, especially Molly Ringwald, who played a girl who was disappointed that her family forgot her birthday on the eve of her older sister's wedding.

And who can forget:

Long Duk Dong--"What's happening, hot stuff?"

The grandmother who pointed out, "Oh, look, she's gotten her boobies!!"

Anthony Michael Hall playing "King of the Dips:censored:"

And of course, the party scene!

:lol:

The movie featured songs by Oingo Boingo, Altered Images, the Thompson Twins, and a cover of the Platters' "Sixteen Candles" by former Stray Cats guitarist/vocalist Brian Setzer.

The touching romantic scene:

R & B vocalist Billy Ocean had a hit that was re-named for two different markets. His 1984 album Suddenly featured his commonly-known "Caribbean Queen" that was titled "European Queen" when it was sold in Europe.

Caribbean Queen

She dashed by me in painted on jeans
And all heads turned 'cause she was the dream
In the blink of an eye I knew her number and her name yeah
Ah she said I was the tiger she wanted to tame

CHORUS
Caribbean queen
Now we're sharing the same dream
And our hearts they beat as one
No more love on the run

I lose my cool when she steps in the room
And I get so excited just from her perfume
Electric eyes that you can't ignore
And passion burns you like never before

I was in search of a good time
Just running my game
Love was the furthest
Furthest from my mind

REPEAT CHORUS THREE TIMES

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James Ingram scored a hit from his album It's Your Night with his duet featuring former Doobie Brothers frontman Michael McDonald on "Yah Mo B There", which was picked up by the Christian market for its inspirational lyrics with a danceable rhythm.

Yah Mo B There

Heavenly Father watchin' us fall
We take from each other and give nothing at all
Well, it's a doggone shame
But never too late for change
So, if your luck runs low
Just reach out and call His name, His name

Yah Mo B there, Yah Mo B there
Yah Mo B there, Yah Mo B there
Whenever you call

Never be lonely, lost in the night
Run from the darkness, lookin' for the light
'Cause it's a long, hard road
That leads to a brighter day
Don't let your heart grow cold
Just reach out and call His name, His name

Yah Mo B there, Yah Mo B there
Yah Mo B there, Yah Mo B there
Yah will B there

You can count on it brother
'Cause we're all just finding our way
Travelin' through time
People got to keep pushin' on
No matter how many dreams slip away
Yah will B there

Well, it's a doggone shame
But never too late for change
So when your luck runs low
Just reach out and call His name,
Just call His name
Yah Mo B there, Yah Mo B there
Yah Mo B there, Yah Mo B there

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Speaking of Michael McDonald, Lisa Whelchel was in fact a big fan of him during the first years of the Facts of Life. Remember seeing the bearded guy on the picture on the wall of the girls' room in the 1982-83 season? That was him. In fact, there is a definite Michael McDonald/Doobie Brothers vibe in the following song she sang from her "All Because of You" album:

Real Possibility

Was He Living Water
Heavenly Bread
Born in a stable
Raised from the dead

Was He everything He claimed to be
All that He said
Ooh ooh ooh
That's a real possibility

It's a real possibility
Real possibility
That the Man who walked through Galilee
Was everything He claimed to be
So turn your eyes to the King of Kings
And look away from the other things
Let Him fill your heart and then you'll see
How real His love can be
For He's the only real possibility

Was He fully spirit
Totally man
Foretold by the prophets
The key to God's plan
Does He hold the universe
Right in His hand
Ooh ooh ooh
That's a real possibility

(chorus)

Faith is believing the things we can't see
It's positive hope for the way things will be
It's finding the Kingdom, turning the key
To the real possibility

(chorus)

Steve Taylor's full-length album, Meltdown, contained more of his biting social commentary about the church and society. In fact, the video to the title song, "Meltdown (at Madame Tussaud's)", features Lisa Whelchel!! Coming up, the link to the video!!

The title song is about a slight emergency that occurs at the famed wax museum in London:

Meltdown (at Madame Tussaud's)

Meltdown at Madame Tussaud's--the queen is losing face
Meltdown at Madame Tussaud's--a national disgrace
It's the middle of the night at the London shrine
Could have been the janitor, could have been divine
Someone said the thermostat never did work
Now we've got the temperature going berserk

Meltdown at Madame Tussaud's--the queen is losing face
Meltdown at Madame Tussaud's--a national disgrace
Celebrities, statesmen, history's elite
They're dripping in the hallways, they're starting to secrete
They're pouring out the pores, they're shrinking on the spot
Someone take a photograph--get 'em while they're hot

Meltdown at Madame Tussaud's--the president looks alarmed
Meltdown at Madame Tussaud's--a general's been disarmed
Feverish at Fleet Street--story of the year
"Get the Facts--House of Wax Photo Souvenir"
"Shameful" Says the Times. "Maybe Done By Vandals"
Panic on Wall Street--put your stock in candles

I thought I heard a ghost say
"Had my hands in my pockets on the Judgment Day
Nobody told me there's fire in the hole
Had the world by the tail but I lost my soul"

Meltdown at Madame Tussaud's--a rock & roll hotel
Meltdown at Madame Tussaud's--they're blending very well
Elvis and the Beatles have seen a better day
Better off to burn out than to melt away
Dylan may be fillin' the puddle they designed
Is it gonna take a miracle to make up his mind?

Meltdown at Madame Tussaud's--athletes on the floor
Meltdown at Madame Tussaud's--they're running out the door
Bad boy McEnroe couldn't keep his cool
Now he's with the rest of 'em, wading in the pool
"Howard Hughes--Billionaire" says the written guide
Pity that his assets have all been liquified

"Celebrity status only got in the way
Had my hands in my pockets on the Judgment Day
You can't take it with you--there's fire in the hole
Had the world by the tail but I lost my soul"

Meltdown at Madame Tussaud's--the queen is losing face
Meltdown at Madame Tussaud's--a national disgrace
Down in the dungeon--the Chamber of Horrors
Look at all the criminals soften to the cores
They're mixing with the head of state floating down the lane
Good, bad, there they go down the same drain

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Steve Taylor also poked fun at the exclusivistic mindset of Christians who chose to live in a cultural ghetto and "Christianize"
everything, including music:

Guilty By Association

So you need a new car? let your fingers take a walk
through the business guide for the "born again" flock
you'll be keeping all your money in the kingdom now
and you'll only drink milk from a Christian cow
don't you go casting your bread to keep the heathen well-fed
line Christian pockets instead--avoid temptation

guilty by association

Turn the radio on to a down-home drawl
hear a brylcream prophet with a message for y'all
"I have found a new utensil in the devil's toolbox
and the heads are gonna roll if Jesus rocks
it's a worldly design! God's music should be divine!
try buying records like mine--avoid temptation"

guilty by association

So you say it's of the devil and we've got no choice
because you heard a revelation from the "still small voice?"
if the Bible doesn't back it then it seems quite clear
perhaps it was the devil who whispered in your ear

It's a Telethon Tuesday for "The Gospel Club"
"send your money in now or they're gonna pull the plug!"
just remember this fact when they plead and beg
When The Chicken Squawks Loudest Gonna Lay A Big Egg
you could be smelling a crook
you should be checking The Book
but you'd rather listen thank look--the implication

guilty by association

The following song blasted Bob Jones of the infamous "Christian" university which banned interracial dating:

We Don't Need No Color Code

Down Carolina way
lived a man name o' Big B.J.
B.J. went and got a school
founded on caucasian rule
bumper sticker on his Ford
says "Honkies If You Love The Lord"

chorus:
We don't need no colour code
take your rules and hit the road
Judgment Day is goin' down
better burn your cap and gown

White man speak with forked tongue
white supremists eat their young
bigotry is on the loose
ignorance is no excuse
I know Jesus loves that man
even with a Greenville tan

(chorus)

Marching to Pretoria
colour codes in churches huh?
following a fascist creed
whose translation do you read?
true believers won't be snowed
we don't need no colour code

(chorus)


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Amy Grant came out with a much bolder album in 1984, with a more jazzed-up pop-rock flavor, Straight Ahead.

Where Do You Hide Your Heart?

I call you on the phone
But you're not at home.
Where do you go when you're hurting?
I hear you're down again,
Lost the will to win.
Why do you run when your hurting?
Oh, where do you hide your heart?
Where do you hide your heart?

Leave the hurt behind you
Love has found you now
And He'll never let you go.
Oh, you've got to know
That Jesus will not leave us now,
So leave your cares behind.
Oh, leave your cares behind.

When you're feeling low
Let me let you know,
That we're all sad sometimes.
Jesus carries you,
He's gonna see you through;
He'll never leave 'cause He loves you.
Oh, where do you hide your heart?
Tell me, where do you hide your heart?

Leave it all behind you
Love has found you now
And He'll never let you go.
Oh, you've got to know
That Jesus will not leave us now.
He'll never let you go.
He'll never let you go.

Where do you hide your heart?
Where do you hide your heart?

Leave the hurt behind you
Love has found you now
And He'll never let you go.
It's so good to know
That Jesus will not leave us now.
He'll never let you go.
He'll never let you go.

Not the most imaginative album cover in the world:

Jehovah

Consider the lilies of the field,
Solomon dressed in royal robes
Has not the worth of them.
Consider the lilies of the field.
He takes after each and every need.
Leave all your cares behind,
Seek Him and you will find
Your Father loves you so.

Consider the creatures of the air.
For all of the diamonds in all the earth
Have not the wealth of them.
Consider the creatures of the air.
Jehovah loves them with tender hand.
He knows your every care,
His touch is always there
To see you through the night.

And Jehovah I love You so,
And Jesus I want You to know,
All you've done for me to set me free,
I'll never let you go.
And Jehovah I love You so,
And Jesus I want You to know,
All You've done for me to set me free,
I'll never let You go.

Consider the lilies of the field.
For how much more does He love His own,
If Yaweh cares for them.
Consider the creatures of the air.
He takes after each and every need.
If we ask Him for bread,
Will He give us a stone?
Jehovah loves His own.

And Jehovah I love You so,
And Jesus I want You to know,
All you've done for me to set me free,
I'll never let You go.
And Jehovah I love You so,
And Jesus I want You to know,
All You've done for me to set me free,
I'll never let you go.

And Jehovah I love You so,
And Jesus I want You to know,
All you've done for me to set me free,
I'll never let You go.

And Jehovah I love You so,
And Jesus I want You to know,
All you've done for me to set me free,
I'll never let You go.
And Jehovah I love You so,
And Jesus I want You to know,
All you've done for me to set me free,
I'll never let You go.

And Jehovah I love You so,
And Jesus I want You to know,
All you've done for me to set me free,
I'll never let You go.
And Jehovah I love You so,
And Jesus I want You to know,
All you've done for me to set me free,
I'll never let You go.

(Ne'er let You go....)

(Never go....)

Angels

Take this man to prison, the man heard herod say,
And then four squads of soldiers came and carried him away.
Chained up between two watchmen, peter tried to sleep,
But beyond the walls an endless prayer was lifting for his keep.
Then a light cut through the darkness of a lonely prison cell,
And the chains that bound the man of God just opened up and fell,
And running to his people before the break of day,
There was only one thing on his mind, only one thing to say:

Angels watching over me, every move I make,
Angels watching over me!
Angels watching over me, every step I take,
Angels watching over me!

God only knows the times my life was threatened just today.
A reckless car ran out of gas before it ran my way.
Near misses all around me, accidents unknown,
Though I never see with human eyes the hands that lead me home.
But I know they’re all around me all day and through the night.
When the enemy is closing in, I know sometimes they fight
To keep my fight from falling, I’ll never turn away.
If you’re asking what’s protecting me then you’re gonna hear me say:

Got his angels watching over me, every move I make,
Angles watching over me!
Angels watching over me, every step I take,
Angels watching over me....

Angels watching over me....
Angels watching over me.

Got his angels watching over me, every move I make,
Angels watching over me!
Angels watching over me, every step I take,
Angels watching over me!

Angels watching over me,
Angels watching over me,
Angels watching over me,
Angels watching over me!

Though I never see with human eyes the hands that lead me home....

Daniel Amos released their third installment to the Alarma! Chronicles, Vox Humana. Like Steve Taylor, they had much to say about the clones and doppelgangers populating the Christian subculture:

Travelogue

This river channels out to my private shore
My boat's a magic couch on remote control
Confused, I now consult my jungle guide
Departure times, best bets, and four stars that shine
As I...

Bask in the blue light
Of my...
Travelog
I laugh, I cry, I space each half an hour
Rerun sweet memories of days gone by
I'm given sixty seconds to catch my breath again
To me you sell your vision

Here in my blue light
Of my...
Travelog
Death on the battlefield, through flood and fire
I navigate my ship to worlds unknown
A black robed man now greets me 'neath southern skies
To him I make confession, from me he takes collection

Lost in the blue light
Found in the blue light
Here in the blue light
Of my...
Travelog

Home Permanent

What I believe, is in my fashion
Clothes make the man, here in my passion
Gonna stand my ground, for all the world to see
Look up and notice me, my hair points to the sky
The place I want to be

Home permanent
Home permanent
Home... permanently

I drive my car, it is a witness
My license plate, it states my business
Gonna drive my car, for all the world to see
They pull up side of me, my hair hair points to the sky
The place I want to be

Home permanent
Home permanent
Home... permanently

I gave a toy top to my little brother
It says to "Spin from sin"
And to my mother, I gave a recipe book
It's like no other
Now she makes chocolate Bibles -
A witness to my unsaved father
Aaah.........doot, doot...

I dreamed I owned, a T.V. station
Am number one, across the nation
And there I am, for all the world to see
They take the hat off me, my hair points to the sky
The place I want to be

Home permanent
Home permanent
Home... permanently
Home permanent
Home permanent
Home... permanently

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The vocals to this song are sung like from an old 20's radio just like the lead vocals on the Buggles' "Video Killed the Radio Star", while the music is definitely 80's synth-pop. A combination of the two: retro-futurism?

It's the 80's (So Where's Our Rocket Packs?)

It's the eighties
It's the eighties so where's our rocket packs
It's the eighties so where's our rocket packs?
Go anywhere, we strap them on our backs
1. (It's the eighties so where's our rocket packs?)
I thought by now I'd walk the moon
And ride a car without no tires
And have a robot run the vacuum
And date a girl made out of wires
No thing's don't change that much, do they?
We are still out of touch, by now we should discover
Just how to love each other, like Klattus' robot man
Your looks have killed again

2. (It's the eighties so where's our rocket packs?)
I thought by now we'd live in space
And eat a pill instead of dinner
And wear a gas mask on our face a President of female gender
Though progress marches on, (new day)
Our troubles will grow strong
And my expectancies, become my fantasies
You turn my blood to sand, the earth stands still again

My hopes are running low
things moving much too slow
No space men up above
And we're still so very far from love

3. (It's the eighties so where's our rocket packs?)
I thought by now we'd build a dome
Around the world, control the weather
In every house, a picture phone; communicate a little better
But some things never change (replay!)
You are still acting strange
No way that I can see, this way we will be free
La la la la la la,la la la la la 7,6,5,4,3,2,1 Lift off!

(It's the eighties so where's our rocket packs?)
Repeat 1, 2, 3
(It's the eighties)

Tim Chandler on guitar live:

Daniel Amos also called themselves D.A. in the 80's as well.

Dance Stop

'Dance Stop' instructions: You may dance any dance that you desire, but in the course of the song when the word STOP! is shouted and the music stops you must FREEZE in whatever position you are in at that moment. In the song you will then hear the crowd voices escalating. Resume dancing again when you hear the word DANCE shouted and the music resumes. Have fun!!!

DANCE STOP!!!

1: Well, tell me please how love can be
With a kick / snare giving you a fantasy
(Ain't no future far as I can see)

If I could dance, I might agree
I said

2: Dance....stop
Dance....stop
I can't stop, dance stop, can't stop, dance stop
STOP!!!

(aaaaaaaahhhhhh...DANCE!!!)
3: Can't stop baby (DANCE STOP)
Don't mean maybe (DANCE STOP)
Can't stop baby (DANCE STOP)
Don't mean maybe
DANCE STOP! DANCE DROP! DANCE ROCK!
CAN'T STOP! WOOOOOOOOO!!!
Contortionists are caught up in the cameras eye
The music explodes and the bodies fly
They're rating it a ten before they drop and die
"IT HAD A GOOD BEAT!" was their very last cry

Repeat 2

(brrrrriiiiiiidge!)

Rock n' rollin' feels better then bowling
Bowling' feels better when the ball is rollin'
Bombs explodin' get the blood to flowin'
So bowl me over cos' my fear is growing'

Repeat 1, 2, 3 and 2

(mmmmmmmmm DANCE!!!) 3

STOP!!!

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Live and Let Live

1: 'Oh well, live and let live'
Your indifference forms my impression of living
But when you take on an interest in me,
Make an investment in me,
I ask your motive
You want much more than I'm giving

2: Oh no, I've got a broken heart
("We're so sorry but we gotta run")
Oh no, I'm falling apart
While you keep on floating
Up, and up, and up, and up, and up
'Oh well, live and let live'
A sign post leading all seekers in the wrong direction
You're living in a fantasy,
Feeding on a memory
But give me something
So when I feel nothing,
I still go on

Oh no, it's crying time
("We're so sorry, but we've got no tears")
Oh no, I'm down the line
While you keep on floating
Up, and up, and up, and up, and up
I'm longing for a land not assigned to me by birth
I'm holding close to me the life amid the curse
The life amid the curse

Repeat 2, 1

I'm longing for another world (hold on, hold on)
I'm crying for your tenderness (all gone, all gone)


Terry Taylor live:

Mark Heard released Ashes and Light, an acoustic rock album which featured his folk influences. The album was full of some of his most complicated lyrics that took several readings to fully understand. It was worth the endeavor, as it was one of his best.

Winds of Time

It takes more than a good intention
It takes more than a cursory line
It takes more than mortal vigor
To withstand the winds of time
It takes more than an eager heart beating
It takes more than an enigmatic smile
It takes more than positive thinking
To stand against this tide

It takes a saturated soul
And a faith that will never let go

It takes more than mindless passion
It takes more than dogma in mime
It takes more than virtuous fashion
To withstand the winds of time

It takes a saturated soul
To withstand the winds of time

True Confessions

Oh the sun runs its course from the east to the west
With the best of our motives illumined
Then it sinks with a sigh in the dusk of the heart
And our virtue lies worthless as rumour

You can be what you like if you like what you are
We reflect but the sum of our creeds
But we don't seem to seize on the tenets we hold
And they slip through the sieve of our deeds

When we see our mistakes we ache with regret
And the pain makes a lasting impression
But we are stoics at heart when the time is at hand
To beat our breasts and make a true confession

Straw Men

He set up a man of straw with an authoritarian aura
And everybody thinks he's some kind of warrior for the Lord
Stepping on some toes that he does not know
And calling down fire on what he don't understand

Straw men, straw men
Set them up for a fall when you can
Straw men, straw men
Everybody loves to knock down straw men

He sees the masses dancing so he sternly reprimands them
A reduction of their stance to some kind of earthly hell
He don't know how to be tender can't appreciate beauty or gender
It's this pious anhedonia* that he loves so well

Straw men, straw men
Set them up for a fall when you can
Straw men, straw men
Everybody loves to knockdown straw men

If true communication were ever to bless this congregation
And everyone knew just what it's like to be somebody else
And no words were hasty and all thoughts were thought through
Might our anger not find a better target than ourselves?

Straw men, straw men
Set them up for a fall when you can
Straw men, straw men
Everybody loves to knock down straw men

(* means anti-pleasure)

We Believe So Well

As our conversation swells and our patience somehow lingers
And accusing fingers shout about insensitivity
Don't we oscillate so well
Within our fundamental boundaries
While fiery foundries melt us down and kill tranquillity
But we believe so well don't we tell ourselves
Don't we take exclusive pride that we abide so far from hell?
We might laugh together but don't we cry alone
For the ashes and the dust we've swept beneath the holy throne.

As our hidden candor dies and our realism falters
And the altars of our hearts close up in insecurity
We believe that all is well we perceive ourselves as unshaken
While standing on the precipice of what will never be

But we believe so well don't we tell ourselves
Don't we take exclusive pride that we abide so far from hell?
We might laugh together but don't we cry alone
For the ashes and the dust we've swept beneath the Holy throne.

Age of the Broken Heart

She gets his letter and she reads it well
With tears on her face
He says he's leaving her but he feels no disgrace
He can't pity her while he pities himself

Living in the age of the broken heart
In the age of the broken heart
We take it so hard
We drive ourselves insane
We make things worse
And we aggravate the pain
Living in the age of the broken heart
In the age of the broken heart
So what is the crime
In crying out to God
In the black of the night
I must let down my guard

Every day as she drives downtown
She's distant and cold
The rear-view mirror reveals her soul
She forces a smile
But it comes out a frown

Living in the age of the broken heart
In the age of the broken heart
We take it so hard
We drive ourselves insane
We make things worse
And we aggravate the pain
Living in the age of the broken heart
In the age of the broken heart
So what is the crime
In crying out to God
In the black of the night
I must let down my guard
She's fought a war with her callousness
And her callousness won
She would deny it but the words won't come
Acting like she don't care is her only defense

Living in the age of the broken heart
In the age of the broken heart
We take it so hard
We drive ourselves insane
We make things worse
And we aggravate the pain
Living in the age of the broken heart
In the age of the broken heart
So what is the crime
In crying out to God
In the black of the night
I must let down my guard

Here is a souped-up new wave song Lisa sang on "All Because of You". The lyrics were written by Steve Taylor:

Good Girl

She's in her freshman year
But she still wears a little girl's dress
she's turning sweet sixteen
But her daddy still calls her Little Princess
"dear daughter don't run with the crowd
You know that makeup's not allowed"
the girls all ask her "why so straight?"
the boys aren't asking for a date.
CHORUS 1

Be a good girl (why be a good girl)
be a good girl (why be a good girl)
she is a see-saw seeing if it matters
she is a game of Chutes and Ladders
be a good girl (why be a good girl)
be a good girl (why be a good girl)
she's on the outside begging for admission
she needs a love without condition
She's got her ear to the phone
And her toe in a "Seventeen" mag
She's got her nails on hold
And her nylons in a cellophane Gladbag
her parents look the other way
She doesn't hear a word they say
she's stepping out she's almost there
I think she's running out of air
(CHORUS 1)

She had the pedal to the floor
She was late to the Hollywood Bowl
"it was my daddy's car"
She explains to the Highway Patrol
and now her fast-lane buddies hitch a ride
While she's waiting for the cop
she could have seen right through them
If she'd taken those wrap-a-round shades off
back to square one-you're all alone
Your folks are ready to disown
The good-time girls their not around
you're going dizzy with the sound
CHORUS 2

Be a good girl (why be a good girl)
be a good girl (why be a good girl)
she is a see-saw seeing if it matters
she is a game of Chutes and Ladders
be a good girl (why be a good girl)
be a good girl (why be a good girl)
She needs the one who wrote the definition
of a love without condition
Be a good girl.


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Here Lisa belts out her version of "Flight of Icarus" by Iron Maiden:

Philip Bailey, who sang with Earth, Wind, and Fire, released his solo album, Chinese Wall. His duet with Genesis' Phil Collins on the hit "Easy Lover" became a smash hit.

It was no secret to many that Bailey was also a Christian, who recorded a great gospel album that year, The Wonders of His Love. But one of the dirty secrets in contemporary Christian music was that music performed by persons of color was largely ignored by CCM radio and by white listeners at large.

Easy Lover

Easy lover
She'll get a hold on you believe it
Like no other
Before you know it you'll be on your knees
She's an easy lover
She'll take your heart but you won't feel it
She's like no other
And I'm just trying to make you see

She's the kind of girl you dream of
Dream of keeping hold of
You'd better forget it
You'll never get it
She will play around and leave you
Leave you and deceive you
Better forget it
Oh you'll regret it

No you'll never change her, so leave it, leave it
Get out quick cos seeing is believing
It's the only way
You'll ever know

Easy lover
She'll get a hold on you believe it
Like no other
Before you know it you'll be on your knees
She's an easy lover
She'll take your heart but you won't feel it
She's like no other
And I'm just trying to make you see

You're the one that wants to hold her
Hold her and control her
You'd better forget it
You'll never get it
For she'll say there's no other
Till she finds another
Better forget it
Oh you'll regret it

And don't try to change her, just leave it, leave it
You're not the only one, ooh seeing is believing
It's the only way
You'll ever know, oh

No don't try to change her, just leave it, leave it
You're not the only one, ooh seeing is believing
It's the only way
You'll ever know, oh

She's an easy lover (she's a easy lover)
She'll get a hold on you believe it (get a hold on you)
(She's) like no other
Before you know it you'll be on your knees (you'll be down on your knees)
She's an easy lover
She'll take your heart but you won't feel it (you won't feel it)
She's like no other
And I'm just trying to make you see (trying to make you see)

She's an easy lover
She'll get a hold on you believe it (get a hold on you)
And like no other
Before you know it you'll be on your knees (you'll be on your knees)
She's an easy lover
She'll take your heart but you won't feel it (you won't feel it)
She's like no other
And I'm just trying to make you see (trying to make you see)
She's an easy lover...

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Leslie Phillips' second album, Dancing With Danger, featured smart, rocking songs which were entirely written by Phillips herself. The album contained a few CCM-radio-friendly soft songs as well.

Dancing With Danger

Raised with a Bible in your hand
You met your parents' strict demands
But now that sweet religious child
Is like a hurricane gone wild

Chorus:
And you're dancing
Dancing with danger
Lies from a stranger
Waltz inside your head
(Oh) You've got your back to
The One who really loves you
But you can't stop because you
Can't see what's ahead

Verse 2:
No liquor and no cigarettes
Are rules you're learning to forget
But it's not so much the outward part
'Cause God is looking at your heart

Repeat Chorus
Instrumental

Verse 3:
You've danced yourself out on a ledge
Your dreams are falling off the edge
God never wanted it that way
He wants to shake your fears away

Repeat Chorus (twice)

I Won't Let It Come Between Us

You know wrong can sure look good sometimes
And it's caught my eye just like a jewel that shines
And it calls to me like one of my old friends
But it's trying to tear my heart from Yours in the end

Chorus
But I won't let it, no, I won't let it
Oh, I won't let it come between us
I just won't let it, no, I won't let it
Oh, I won't let it come between us
Because, Lord, Your love's too precious to me now

Verse 2:
A world of pleasure laying at my feet
The wine of recklessness can taste so sweet
Oh, but nothing stirs my soul like knowing You
Yet evil's foot is in the door and it's coming through

Repeat Chorus (twice)
Instrumental

Verse 3:
The rebel in me's hungry to be wild
And I listen to her like a foolish child
Oh, driven by desires in the wind
I find I'm eye to eye with sin once again

Repeat Chorus (twice)

Won't let it...won't let it
And I won't let it come between us
Won't let it...won't let it
No, I won't let it come between us
Lord, You're precious to me now
Won't let it...won't let it
Ooh, I won't let it come between us
Won't let it...won't let it
Oh, You're precious to me now

:banana: :mango

Pink Floyd guitarist David Gilmour released About Face, which featured a new side of his music apart from the band.

All Lovers Are Deranged

It takes a fool to phone a fool
When both have said it all
We make the rule, bemoan the rule
That neither one should call
But love that was
Is love that is
Demands to always be unchanged
But then all lovers are deranged.

We walk away with memories
And clutch them to our hearts
We're disembodied entities
We move in fits and starts
For burning wine
Intoxicates,
And takes all caution in its flames
All lovers are deranged.

You know that you don't really fall in love
Unles you're seventeen
The break of day will make your spirits fly
But you can't know what it means
Unless you're seventeen.

It takes a fight to start a fight
And differences remain
We have the right to think we're right
We're addicts feigning shame
For love recalled
Is love reborn
We're determined to relive the pain
But then lovers are deranged.

Murder

Some of them standing, some were waiting in the line
As if there was something that they thought they might find
Taking some strength from the feelings that always were shared
And in the background, the eyes that just stared

What was it brought you out here in the dark?
Was it your only way of making your mark
Did you get rid of all the voices in your head?
Do you now miss them and the things that they said?

On your own admission you raised up the knife
And you brought it down ending another man's life
When it was done you just threw down the blade
While the red blood spread wider like the anger you made

I don't want this anger that's burning in me
It's something from which it's so hard to be free
But none of the tears that we cry in sorrow or rage
Can make any difference, or turn back the page

There's No Way Out of Here
(from 1978)
There's no way out of here, when you come in you're in for good
There was no promise made, the part you've played, the chance you took
There are no boundaries set, the time and yet you waste it still

So it slips through your hands like grains of sand, you watch it go
There's no time to be lost, you'll pay the cost so get it right
There's no way out of here, when you come in you're in for good

And never was there an answer, there an answer
Not without listening, without seeing

There are no answers here, when you look out you don't see in
There was no promise made, the part you've played, the chance you took
There's no way out of here, when you come in you're in for good

Bruce Cockburn released one of the most popular albums of his career, Stealing Fire, which featured many songs based on his observations from touring around the world. One song in particular, could not have been more contrary to the jingoistic spirit of America's "New Patriotism": His song "If I Had a Rocket Launcher" expressed his rage at the sight of military helicopters chasing down and firing on local citizens in Guatemala. Cockburn, a peace-loving Canadian, was appalled and supremely disgusted by the U.S. government-backed Guatemalan military which he saw as participating in human rights abuses.

If I Had a Rocket Launcher

Here comes the helicopter -- second time today
Everybody scatters and hopes it goes away
How many kids they've murdered only God can say
If I had a rocket launcher...I'd make somebody pay

I don't believe in guarded borders and I don't believe in hate
I don't believe in generals or their stinking torture states
And when I talk with the survivors of things too sickening to relate
If I had a rocket launcher...I would retaliate

On the Rio Lacantun, one hundred thousand wait
To fall down from starvation -- or some less humane fate
Cry for Guatemala, with a corpse in every gate
If I had a rocket launcher...I would not hesitate

I want to raise every voice -- at least I've got to try
Every time I think about it water rises to my eyes.
Situation desperate, echoes of the victims cry
If I had a rocket launcher...Some son of a bitch would die

Maybe the Poet

Maybe the poet is gay
But he'll be heard anyway

Maybe the poet is drugged
But he won't stay under the rug

Maybe the voice of the spirit
In which case you'd better hear it

Maybe he's a woman
Who can touch you where you're human


Male female slave or free
Peaceful or disorderly
Maybe you and he will not agree
But you need him to show you new ways to see

Don't let the system fool you
All it wants to do is rule you
Pay attention to the poet
You need him and you know it


Put him up against the wall
Shoot him up with pentothal

Shoot him up with lead
You won't call back what's been said
Put him in the ground
But one day you'll look around

There'll be a face you don't know
Voicing thoughts you've heard before


Male female slave or free
Peaceful or disorderly
Maybe you and he will not agree
But you need him to show you new ways to see

Don't let the system fool you
All it wants to do is rule you
Pay attention to the poet
You need him and you know it

Not only did the album feature a few "world music" numbers but a decent rocker as well:

Lovers in a Dangerous Time

Don't the hours grow shorter as the days go by
You never get to stop and open your eyes
One day you're waiting for the sky to fall
The next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all
When you're lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time

These fragile bodies of touch and taste
This vibrant skin -- this hair like lace
Spirits open to the thrust of grace
Never a breath you can afford to waste
When you're lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time

When you're lovers in a dangerous time
Sometimes you're made to feel as if your love's a crime --
But nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight --
Got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight
When you're lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time
And we're lovers in a dangerous time
Lovers in a dangerous time

To Raise the Morning Star

Rising like lightspill from this sleeping town
Like the light in a lover's eyes
Rising from the hearts of the sleepers all around
All those dreamers trying to light the sky

Burning -- all night long
Burning -- at the gates of dawn
Singing -- near and far
Singing -- to raise the morning star

Rising like lightning in the pregnant air
It's electric -- I can feel its might
I can feel it crackling in my nails and hair --
Makes me feel like i'm dancing on feet of light

Burning -- all night long
Burning -- at the gates of dawn
Singing -- near and far
Singing -- to raise the morning star

Singing for the yellow and the brown and the black
For the red and the white people, too
Dovetailing strong points with the things we lack
Singing for the people like me and you

Burning -- all night long
Burning -- at the gates of dawn
Singing -- near and far
Singing -- to raise the morning star

Nicaragua

Breakfast woodsmoke on the breeze --
On the cliff the U.S. Embassy
Frowns out over Managua like Dracula's tower.
The kid who guards Fonseca's tomb
Cradles a beat-up submachine gun --
At age fifteen he's a veteran of four years of war
Proud to pay his dues
He knows who turns the screws
Baby face and old man's eyes

Blue lagoon and flowering trees --
Bullet-packed masaya streets
Full of the ghosts of the heroes of Monimbo
Women of the town laundry
Work and gossip and laugh at me --
They don't believe I'll ever send them the pictures I took.
For every scar on a wall
There's a hole in someone's heart
Where a loved one's memory lives

In the flash of this moment
You're the best of what we are --
Don't let them stop you now
Nicaragua

Sandino in his tom mix hat
Gazes from billboards and coins
"Sandino vive en la lucha por la paz"
Sandino of the shining dream
Who stood up to the U.S. marines --
Now Washington panics at U2 shots of "Cuban-style" latrines

In the flash of this moment
You're the best of what we are --
Don't let them stop you now
Nicaragua

From 1983, The Trouble With Normal:

The Trouble With Normal

Strikes across the frontier and strikes for higher wage
Planet lurches to the right as ideologies engage
Suddenly it's repression, moratorium on rights
What did they think the politics of panic would invite?
Person in the street shrugs -- "Security comes first"
But the trouble with normal is it always gets worse

Callous men in business costume speak computerese
Play pinball with the 3rd world trying to keep it on its knees
Their single crop starvation plans put sugar in your tea
And the local 3rd world's kept on reservations you don't see
"It'll all go back to normal if we put our nation first"
But the trouble with normal is it always gets worse

Fashionable fascism dominates the scene
When ends don't meet it's easier to justify the means
Tenants get the dregs and landlords get the cream
As the grinding devolution of the democratic dream
Brings us men in gas masks dancing while the shells burst
The trouble with normal is it always gets worse

Candy Man's Gone

Sun climbs toward high noon,
Glints metallic off the bowl of the spoon
Sliding through the air toward parted lips
Watch the expression when the straight taste hits
Face crumples, tongue's quickly withdrawn
I hate to tell you but the candy man's gone

Oh sweet fantasia of the safe home
Where nobody has to scrape for honey at the bottom of the comb
Where every actor understands the scene
And nobody ever means to be mean
Catch it in a dream, catch it in a song
Seek it on the street, you find the candy man's gone
I hate to tell you but the candy man's gone

In the bar, in the senate, in the alley, in the study
Pimping dreams of riches for everybody
"Something for nothing, new lamps for old
And the streets will be platinum, never mind gold"
Well, hey, pass it on
Misplaced your faith and the candy man's gone
I hate to tell you but the candy man's gone

Going Up Against Chaos

Moon across the valley
Squatting on the roof
Of the dirty gray bank
Like a cop with no proof

We were lying in bliss
Love was cooling into sleep
There was a dream on the horizon
And a punch-up in the street

We were lying on the mountain
by the satellite dish
Humming with the tremors of
Every envy, rage and wish
Orchids and radar
In the dazzling night
The stars were all racing like satellites


Going up against chaos
Going up against chaos
Two hearts full of tough love


We were bodies of light
Like we'll be someday
The sirens and the curses
Were light years away

We were Lot on the mountain
We were Noah on the Ark
Flying hand in hand
From the doghowl dark


Going up against chaos
Going up against chaos
Two hearts full of tough love

1984 also saw the rise of another girl group, The Bangles, whose members included Suzannna Hoffs on lead vocals and guitar, Debbie Peterson on drums and vocals, Vickie Peterson on lead guitar and vocals, and Michael Steele on bass and vocals. Their debut album, All Over the Place, caught people's attention and the band would become the sought-after girl-rocker band after the demise of the Go-Gos in the mid-80's.

Hero Takes a Fall

The hero is exposed when
His crimes are brought to the light of day
Won't be feelin' sorry, sorry, sorry
On the judgement day
It wasn't me who said
There'll be a price to pay
And I won't feel bad at all
When the hero takes a fall
When the hero takes a fall
(Hero takes a fall) oh no

Your mother told you stories
You substitute with girls who tell you more
Suddenly you sight a fancy chance
Since love is at your door
We're seeing through you now
I saw it all before
And I won't feel bad at all
When the hero takes a fall
When the hero takes a fall
(Hero takes a fall) oh no

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, uh-huh oh
Emotion is a virtue
For you, it is the one fatal flaw
Sitting on your throne and drinking,
Thinking she'll return your call
Every story's got an ending
Look out! Here it comes, here it comes
And I won't feel bad at all
When the hero takes a fall
When the hero takes a fall
(Hero takes a fall) oh-woe, woe-hoe

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, uh-huh oh

Bangles 1984:

Former Eagles vocalist Don Henley's second solo effort was Building the Perfect Beast, which perfectly re-invented him for the 80's.

All She Wants to Do Is Dance

They're pickin' up the prisoners and puttin'
'em in the pen
And all she wants to do is dance, dance
Rebels been rebels since I don't know when
And all she wants to do is dance
Molotov cocktail-the local drink
And all she wants to do is dance, dance, dance

They mix 'em up right in the kitchen sink
And all she wants to do is dance
Crazy people walkin' round
with blood in their eyes
And all she wants to do is dance, dance
Wild-eyed pistol wavers
who ain't afraid to die
And all she wants to do is-
And all she wants to do is dance
and make romance

She can't feel the heat comin' off the street
She wants to party (oooo)
She wants to get down (oooo)
And all she wants to do is-
And all she wants to do is dance
Well, the government bugged the men's
room in the local disco lounge
And all she wants to do is dance, dance
To keep the boys from sellin'
all the weapons they could scrounge
And all she wants to do is dance
But that don't keep the boys
from makin' a buck or two
And all she wants to do is dance, dance

They still can sell the army
all the drugs that they can do
And all she wants to do is-
All she wants to do is dance
and make romance
Well, we barely made the airport
for the last plane out
As we taxied down the runway
I could hear the people shout
They said, "Don't come back here Yankee!"
But if I ever do-
I'll bring more money
'Cause all she wants to do is dance
and make romance
Never mind the hear comin' off the street

She wants to party (oooo)
She wants to get down (oooo)
All she wants to do is-
All she wants to do is dance
All she wants to do is dance
and make romance
All she wants to do is dance

:banana: :mango

And, in familiar Eagles' style, the songs of lost love and broken dreams in the land of fabled promise were still there:

Boys of Summer

Nobody on the road
nobody on the beach
I feel it in the air
the summer's out of reach
Empty lake,
empty streets
the sun goes down alone
I'm drivin' by your house
Though I know you're not home
But I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got your hair combed back and your
sunglasses on, baby
And I can tell you my love for you
will still be strong after the boys of
summer have gone
I never will forget those nights
I wonder if it was a dream
Remember how you made me crazy?
Remember how I made you scream?
Now I don't understand what's happened
to our love,
But baby when I get you back
I'm gonna show you what I'm made of
I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
I see you walkin' real slow and you're smilin' at everyone

I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
after the boys of summer have gone
Out on the road today I saw a DEADHEAD sticker
on a Cadillac
A little voice inside my head said, "Don't
look back. You can never look back."
I thought I knew what love was,
What did I know?
Those days are gone forever
I should just let them go but-
I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got that top pulled down and that radio on baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
after the boys of summer have gone
I can see you-
Your brown skin shining in the sun
You got that hair slicked back and
those Wayfarers on, baby
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
after the boys of summer have gone

Sunset Grill

Let's go down to the Sunset Grill
We can watch the working girls go by
Watch the "basket people" walk around and mumble
And stare out at the auburn sky
There's an old man there from the Old World
To him, it's all the same
Calls all his customers by name

Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill

You see a lot more meanness in the city
It's the kind that eats you up inside
Hard to come away with anything that feels
like dignity
Hard to get home with any pride
These days a man makes you somethin'
And you never see his face
But there is no hiding place

Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill

Respectable little murders pay
They get more respectable every day
Don't worry girl, I'm gonna stick by you
And someday soon we're gonna get in that
car and get outta here

Let's go down to the Sunset Grill
Watch the working girls go by
Watch the "basket people" walk around and mumble
And gaze out at the auburn sky
Maybe we'll leave come springtime
Meanwhile, have another beer
What would we do without these jerks anyway?
Besides, all our friends are here

Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill

Another veteran of the 70's, Jefferson Starship, released their radio-friendly Nuclear Furniture.

No Way Out

No intentions
Whatsoever
I was gone for a night
Nothing's forever
The cruel daylight
Brought me back to my senses
(Back to my senses)
Got caught in here
Under false pretenses

No way out
None whatever
I made up the story
Thought it was clever
She didn't ask
And I got no reply
(Got no reply)
But later that night
I heard her cry

No way out
She doesn't buy my story
No way out
She doesn't buy my story
No way out
She doesn't buy my story

No accusations
Whatsoever
But can she forget
Nothing's forever
Since yesterday
She's a little bit colder
(Little bit colder)
Won't happen again
What could I've told her

No way out
She doesn't buy my story
No way out
She doesn't buy my story
No way out
She doesn't buy my story
Doesn't buy my story

How can she tell the truth from the lies
How does she know when to close her eyes
She doesn't want to lose me
So she only sees what she wants to see

No way out
She doesn't buy my story
No way out
She doesn't buy my story
No way out
She doesn't buy my story
No way out
No way out
No way out

Layin' It On the Line

You see it every day in every way
We all hear the same routines
They all say that it's okay
Just let us take care of everything
So we lay it on the line

Layin' it on the line (Layin' it on the line)
Layin' it all, right on the line
Just layin' it on the line (Layin' it on the line)
Layin' it all, we're livin on the front line

I can see it in the faces
We got trouble in the streets tonight
And power keeps us in our places
And it doesn't matter if you're left or right
You lay it on the line

Layin' it on the line (Layin' it on the line)
Just layin' it all, right on the line
Layin' it on the line, (layin' it on the line)
Layin' it all, right on the line

Take it to the wilderness
Into the jungle sun
Lookin' for the voice of reason
Inside this Babylon

Got U.S. boys on foreign soil
Spillin' their blood to keep the peace
Cities will vanish in turmoil
While the sheiks lay sleepin' on the beach
We lay it on the line

Layin' it on the line (Layin' it on the line)
Layin' it all, right on the line
Just layin' it on the line (Layin' it on the line)
Layin' it all, right on the line
Layin' it on the line
Just layin' it all
Layin' it on the line
Just layin' it all


Grace Slick, looking a bit different from the earlier days, in 1984:

By the time of Hall and Oates' Big Bam Boom album, it felt as if some of the magic had gone from the pop duo. It didn't quite hit the charts as big as their previous releases. And the video for the hit song "Out of Touch" was very expensive to make as well. A change was in order.

Out of Touch

Shake it up is all that we know
Using the bodies up as we go
Waking up to fantasy
The shates all around aren’t the colors we used to see
Broken ice still melts in the sun
And times that are broken can often be one again
We’re soul alone
And soul really matters to me
Take a look around

You’re out of touch
I’m out of time
But I’m out of my head when you’re not around

Reaching out for something to hold
Looking for a love where the climate is cold
Manic moves and drowsy dreams
Or living in the middle between the two extremes
Smoking guns hot to the touch
Would cool down if we didn’t use them so much
We’re soul alone
And soul really matters to me
Too much

Hall and Oates from the Big Bam Boom Tour 1984:

Canada's Honeymoon Suite released their debut album which only yielded one hit in America:

New Girl Now

Hot summer night
Storm lies in the air
My eyes are a little heavy
I'm feeling at my best
'Cause your outta here

I don't want you on the phone
don't you play that good girl with me
Why must I always say it again

I've got a new girl now
I've got a new girl now
I've got a new girl now
And she's a lot like you

I tried to wash my face
But my head fell to low
I tried to bury myself
But my mind wouldn't stay at home

I don't care if you're sitting at home
somebody has broken into me
Why must I always say it again

I got a new girl now
I got a new girl now
I got a new girl now
And she's a lot like you

I don't want you on the phone
don't you play good girl with me
Why must I always say it again

I've got a new girl now
I've got a new girl now
I've got a new girl now
And she's a lot like you

One band from L.A. that did not fit the poodle-headed Spandex-wearing legions was Los Lobos, whose combination of traditional rock and roll and Mexican/Latino music made for an excellent combination. They were a band to watch for with their debut album How Will the Wolf Survive?

Don't Worry Baby

Standin' there by the window
Starin' out at the night
You've got so many troubles
On your nervous mind
But don't worry baby
It's gonna work out fine

You hear the sound of footsteps
Stealing 'cross the floor
You picked up the receiver
You didn't know what for
Then you saw the shadow
Steppin' through the door

Well don't worry baby
What the world may bring
Well don't worry baby
It won't change a thing
Life is a fly
And then you die

Standin' near by the window
Starin' out at the night
You see your lover leanin'
Against the old street light
But don't worry baby
It's gonna be alright

He was tossin' and turnin'
And he couldn't sleep
It ain't sure to bother
And it was just a dream
So where was he goin'
Headin' down the street

Well don't worry baby
What the world may bring
Well don't worry baby
It won't change a thing
Life is a fly
And then you die

:banana: :mango

Stevie Ray Vaughan returned with Couldn't Stand the Weather, which included an instrumental piece featuring his finger dexterity, "Scuttle Buttin'", but also his rousing version of Jimi Hendrix' "Voodoo Chile."

Couldn't Stand the Weather

Runnin' through this business of life
Rarely time if I'm needed to
Ain't so funny when things ain't feelin' right
Then daddy's hand helps to see me through
Sweet as sugar, love won't wash away
Rain or shine, it's always here to stay
All these years you and I've spent together
All this, we just couldn't stand the weather

Like a train that stops at every station
We all deal with trials and tribulations
Fear hangs the fellow that ties up his years
Entangled in yellow and cries all his tears
Changes come before we can grow
Learn to see them before we're too old
Don't just take me for tryin' to be heavy
Understand, it's time to get ready for the storm

Meanwhile, Robert Plant formed a band quite far removed from either Led Zeppelin and his solo act, The Honeydrippers, with a nod to his lyrics in "Black Dog". This one-time group
was in fact a swinging big band which played old classic pop standards almost predating rock and roll, such as "Sea of Love" and "Rockin' at Midnight."

Sea of Love

Do you remember when we met?
That's the day I knew you were my pet

I want to tell you how much I love you.

Come with me
my love
to the sea
the sea of love.
I want to tell you just how much I love you.

Come with me to the sea of love.
Do you remember when we met? . . .
Come with me to the sea of love.
Come with me
my love
to the sea
the sea of love. . . .
I want to tell you
oh
how much I love you.

Rockin' at Midnight
originally by Roy Brown

Have you heard the news
There's good rockin' at midnight
Oh, I'm gonna hold my baby
With all my might
What a wonderful time we had that night
Hey, hey, there's good rockin' at midnight
Have you heard the news
There's good rockin' at midnight

Oh, I'm gonna hold my baby
With all my might
What a wonderful time we had that night
Hey, hey, there's good rockin' at midnight
Now sweet Chalky Brown and sweet Lorraine
They got caught on Caledonia's land
Soon pretty soon they told it all
Those fellahs got drunk and they had a ball
Crying hey, hey
There's good rockin' at midnight
Well, two times

Well, I tell y'all about now deacon John
He got so high they had to take him home
Hear the news about Ella Brown
He stole a chicken and he ran out of town
Hey, hey, there's good rockin' at midnight
Caledonia got drunk and grinning like a pig
She fell down and she lost her wig
Charlie Brown she laughed and she got sick
And Caledonia got mad and grabbed a brick
Crying hey, hey, there's good rockin' at midnight
Oh now let's go two times

Oh yeah Oh yeah, wanna tell you all about now deacon John
He got so high they had to take him home
Here's the news about Ella Brown
He stole a lot of chickens and he ran out of town
Crying hey, hey there's good rockin' at midnight
Now, now, now Caledonia got drunk and grinning like a pig
She fell down and lost her wig
Charlie Brown she laughed and she got sick
Caledonia got mad and she grabbed a brick
Crying hey, hey there's good rockin' at midnight
Uh, mmmm, rock

Gonna rock Gonna rock
Gonna rock Gonna rock
Gonna rock Well yeah I'm gonna rock
Gonna rock We gonna rock
Ooh-hoo yeah we're gonna rock We're gonna rock
There's still rockin' at midnight, midnight, midnight, midnight, yeah
Oh Lets go out ah

Now sweet Chalky Brown and sweet Lorraine
They got caught on Caledonia's land
Soon pretty soon they told it all
Those girls got drunk and they had a ball
Crying hey, hey there's good rockin' at midnight
We gonna rock We gonna rock
Yeah-es we gonna rock Now, now, now we gonna rock
Ooh-ah-yeah Ooh yeah Ooh yeah

:banana: :mango

The Honeydrippers from the 1984 performance on Saturday Night Live. Brian Setzer appears in the clip on the right:

Another clip from SNL:

The Smiths released Hatful of Hollow, which contained a few tracks from their self-titled debut. The album was hugely successful in Britain.

William, It Was Really Nothing

The rain falls hard on a humdrum town
This town has dragged you down
Oh, the rain falls hard on a humdrum town
This town has dragged you down
Oh, no, and everybody's got to live their life
And God knows I've got to live mine
God knows I've got to live mine
William, William it was really nothing
William, William it was really nothing
It was your life ...

How can you stay with a fat girl who'll say :
"Oh ! Would you like to marry me ?
"And if you like you can buy the ring"
She doesn't care about anything
Would you like to marry me ?
And if you like you can buy the ring
I don't dream about anyone - except myself !
Oh, William, William it was really nothing
William, William

One of the greatest, saddest songs in the world: :crying:

Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now

I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows I'm miserable now

I was looking for a job, and then I found a job
And heaven knows I'm miserable now

In my life
Why do I give valuable time
To people who don't care if I live or die ?

Two lovers entwined pass me by
And heaven knows I'm miserable now

I was looking for a job, and then I found a job
And heaven knows I'm miserable now

In my life
Oh, why do I give valuable time
To people who don't care if I live or die ?

What she asked of me at the end of the day
Caligula would have blushed

"You've been in the house too long" she said
And I (naturally) fled

In my life
Why do I smile
At people who I'd much rather kick in the eye ?

I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour
But heaven knows I'm miserable now

"You've been in the house too long" she said
And I (naturally) fled

In my life
Why do I give valuable time
To people who don't care if I live or die ?

Please Please Please Let Me Get What I Want

Good times for a change
See, the luck I've had
Can make a good man
Turn bad

So please please please
Let me, let me, let me
Let me get what I want
This time

Haven't had a dream in a long time
See, the life I've had
Can make a good man bad

So for once in my life
Let me get what I want
Lord knows, it would be the first time
Lord knows, it would be the first time

Andy Roarke and Johnny Marr live in 1984:

Toto released Isolation, which featured a song based on a classic movie about a criminal hiding in a barn in Britain who leads kids to believe he's Jesus. The movie was "Whistle Down the Wind".

Stranger In Town

I remember it was late one night
in the middle of a dream
woke up in a pool of sweat
thought I heard a scream
Ran over to the window sill
stuck my head out for a peek
Dressed in black was a man I didn't recognise
running down my back street
My heart skipped a beat

Chorus (2x):
You better watch out, there's a stranger in town
You better watch out when he comes around
Don't make a sound

The morning paper and the head-lines read:
Danger to the queen
Buckingham Palace better tighten things up
The son of a bitch is mean.
Vendors on the corner just doin' their job
acting like nothing's new
Scotland Yard's still looking for him
but he doesn't leave
a single clue

Chorus (2x)

You better watch out..

Who's this man who fell out of the sky?
What's he done and where's he live?
How can a man who's a criminal be a hero to the kids?
The old couple swear that the Riper's back
they say it's him all right.
The young girl says it's Jesus and he won't be back again
tonight
I wonder who's right ?

Chorus

You better watch out...

Their hit from 1982, from the album IV:

Rosanna

All I wanna do when I wake up in the morning is see you eyes
Rosanna, Rosanna
I never thought that a girl like you could ever care for me, Rosanna

All I wanna do in the middle of the evening is hold you tight
Rosanna, Rosanna
I didn't know you were looking for more than I could ever be

Chorus:
Not quite a year since she went away, Rosanna yeah
Now she's gone and I have to say
Meet you all the way, meet you all the way, Rosanna yeah
Meet you all the way, meet you all the way, Rosanna yeah

I can see your face still shining through the window on the other side
Rosanna, Rosanna
I didn't know that a girl like you could make me feel so sad, Rosanna

All I wanna tell you is now you'll never ever have to compromise
Rosanna, Rosanna
I never thought that losing you could ever hurt so bad

Chorus

(Instrumental break)

Chorus

Meet you all the way, meet you all the way, Rosanna yeah
Meet you all the way, meet you all the way, Rosanna yeah

Africa

I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
She's coming in 12:30 flight
The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation
I stopped an old man along the way
Hoping to find some long forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say, "Hurry boy, it's waiting there for you"

Chorus:
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do what's right
Sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti
I seek to cure what's deep inside, frightened of this thing that I've become

Chorus

(Instrumental break)

Hurry boy, she's waiting there for you

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa, I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa, I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

Triumph released Thunder Seven

Spellbound

If looks could kill then I know she would
She's playing the part, you know it's understood
I know the second glance was my first mistake
I took the chance that I had to take
Fire in her eyes made my blood run cold
She took me by surprise and I'm

CHORUS:
Spellbound, dreaming of you all the time
Spellbound, feels like I'm falling over the line
Spellbound, will my head be clear by the morning light

I don't make promises I can't keep
But I better think it over, I'm in way too deep
I'm shook up, paralyzed by her icy stare, long legs and golden hair
Late night love is on my mind
She took me by surprise and I'm

CHORUS

I'm on a one way ride to where I just don't know
She put a spell on me, the fantasy comes and goes

I clear my head in the morning light
Start all over when I feel alright
I've gotta shape up before it's too late
I think I'm losin' my mind and I'm

CHORUS

Spellbound, can't find a reason, can't find a rhyme
Spellbound, give me a signal, show me a sign
Spellbound, will my head be clear in the morning light

In 1984, a movie came out about a fictional rock and roll band from the 60's called Eddie and the Cruisers who is destined for stardom when he disappears and is presumed dead.
But the real mystery of the whole movie is, why does John Cafferty and the Beaver Brown Band, who do the soundtrack, sound so suspiciously like Bruce Springsteen??:confused:

On the Dark Side

The dark side's callin' now, nothin' is real
She'll never know just how I feel
From out of the shadows she walks like a dream
Makes me feel crazy, makes me feel so mean

Ain't nothin' gonna save you from a love that's blind
When you slip to the dark side you cross that line
On the dark side, oh yeah
On the dark side, oh yeah

Repeat

On December 8, 1984, on the anniversary of John Lennon's death, tragedy struck when a car driven by Motley Crue's Vince Neil sped down the streets of Los Angeles and crashed into two cars, causing serious injuries to the other drivers and passengers--and killing Neil's passenger, drummer Razzle (Nicholas Dingley) of Hanoi Rocks. Neil was found to have a very high level of alcohol
and both were making a trip to a liquor store when the crash occured. The remaining members of Hanoi Rocks were so devastated that they disbanded, ending the promise of a band that would have made a huge hit with American rock fans. Vince Neil, on the other hand, was in jail for short amount of time, and was later freed on "good behavior", as long as he made public service announcements warning people about the dangers of alcohol abuse. Apparently a message that had fallen on deaf ears...

Victims' families were outraged that a rock star such as Neil had gotten away with murder by the light sentence.

As reports of massive famine in Ethiopia reached the eyes and ears of Bob Geldof of the Boomtown Rats, he knew he could make a statement that would make the world aware and raise funds at the same time to help the starving: He formed Band Aid, a group compiled of British pop musicians who would contribute their voices to what would become one of the biggest-selling singles of all time.

Do They Know It's Christmas?

It's Christmastime,
there's no need to be afraid
At Christmastime,
we let in light and we banish shade
And in our world of plenty
we can spread a smile of joy
Throw your arms around the world
at Christmastime

But say a prayer,
pray for the other ones
At Christmastime it's hard,
but when you're having fun
There's a world outside your window,
and it's a world of dread and fear
Where the only water flowing
is the bitter sting of tears
And the Christmas bells that ring there
are the clanging chimes of doom
Well tonight thank God it's them
instead of you

And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmastime
The greatest gift they'll get this year is life(Oooh)
Where nothing ever grows
No rain or rivers flow
Do they know it's Christmastime at all?

Here's to you raise a glass for everyone
Here's to them underneath that burning sun
Do they know it's Christmastime at all?

Feed the world
Feed the world
Feed the world
Let them know it's Christmastime again

Feed the world
Let them know it's Christmastime again

The performers of Band Aid included members from the following
groups:

Bananarama
Bob Geldof
Culture Club
David Bowie
Duran Duran
Eurythmics
Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Heaven 17
Human League
Kool and the Gang
Midge Urge
Paul McCartney
Paul Young
Phil Collins
Spandau Ballet
Status Quo
Sting
The Style Council
U2
Wham!

Midge Ure of Ultravox co-produced the album, and Trevor Horn, formerly of Yes, engineered and mixed the recording. The first $70,000 from the sales would reach relief agencies in Ethopia in March of next year.

Here is (Sir) Bob Geldof. Not the prettiest guy in pop music, but what he had done for others was beautiful.

Here is a photo of an Ethiopian girl making bread during the devastating famine caused by drought and other factors in 1984:

An Ethiopian mother and child face an uncertain future with little hope:

Ethiopian nomads cross harsh, dry terrain, bracing themselves from the elements with meager robes:

As Def Leppard prepared to follow up their hugely successful Pyromania album, tragedy struck when drummer Rick Allen drove at high speeds in England and crashed, causing him to lose his arm. The band was devastated--how were they to continue with a disabled drummer? Attempts to re-attach the arm were unsuccessful as infection had set in. Allen agonized in his hospital bed as he listened to music and realized he would never play again.

But for the rest of the band, replacing him was never considered. Fortunately, there was hope: The Ludwig drum company had designed a special electronic drum kit that enabled him to play with only one arm and by using both feet. The band was back in business, and as soon as Rick had recovered, it was time to begin creating music for the next album.

Unfortunately for Billy Squier, the Leps' former headliner from whom they stole the show a few years earlier, his 1984 release
Signs of Life was ironically titled--he was seeing his career take a tailspin all because of one of the silliest videos ever filmed.
The video for his hit song "Rock Me Tonight" showed him as a goofy kid prancing about with his guitar in a bedroom. This was the major problem with videos: when they were good, they could be very, very good--and would help a decent song, but when they were bad, they would KILL an otherwise decent song--and possibly a career. Billy Squier's career wouldn't be killed, but a waste of a few hundred yards of celluloid wouldn't exactly help, either. ohno:

Rock Me Tonight

I'm rockin' tonite--I'm walkin' on air
Gonna find me some trouble--gonna grab my share
I want ya tonite--I want ya with me
Make me guilty of love in the first degree

(You want it all right)...We're goin' in style
Say you walk right--you talk right--and your hair's so wild
(Snow-white)--Hey that's not what I mean
We go down in the shadows and crawl between

Moonlight in the city brings the magic to your eyes
Freezin' a moment--leave me paralyzed
Breathe an emotion--set it dancin' in my ear
Bring on the rhythm when I hold you near

Take me in your arms--roll me through the night
Take me to your heart--rock me tonite

(You do it all right)--You're passion to see
You been schooled in the arts of romancin' me
(Hold tight)--You're in for a ride
Can you feel the blood poundin' way down inside

--No one's stoppin' us now--
We go down, down where the music's loud
(If it's all night)--Hey that's all right by me
Go and play on my love--play it all for me

Life's never easy--we can make it if we try
Takin' our chances--fac'em side by side
Live for the moment--on that we can agree
Come and take me where I long to be

Take me in your arms--roll me through the night
Take me to your heart--rock me tonite

A time for all...and all in time
A step beyond the borderline
Of who we are and where we long to be...
When every night you hear the sound
Of wakin' up and breakin' down
You find a chance and heave it all away

Take me in your arms--roll me through the night
Take me to your heart--rock me tonite

Opening up for Billy Squier on the 1984 tour was Molly Hatchet in support of their The Deed Is Done album.

Satisfied Man

Don't do no drugs
Ain't got the time
I keep it straight
But I don't mid
Cause I got love
That the only plan
I'm just a satisfied man.

Ain't no girl
Can turn my head
Cause I got better
Waitin' on the bed
She does it all
Everything will wait
Makes me a satisfied man.

Chorus:
Oohh I'm so satisfied
Yea I'm so satisfied
Oohh I'm so satisfied
Satisfied man.
In the world
That's falling down
We'll be together
No one else around
Face to face
Right to the end
Though I'm a satisfied man.


Chorus:
Oohh I'm so satisfied
Yea I'm so satisfied
Oohh I'm so satisfied
Satisfied man.

She keeps it comin'
Keeps it comin'
Keeps me goin'
Every night or every day
She keeps it goin'
Keeps it goin'
Every night for every way

In the world
That's falling down
We'll be together
No one else around
Face to face
Right to the end
Though, I'm a satisfied man.

Oh baby, make no mistake about it
I'm a satisfied man
Baby, everything you say
Everything you do
Satisfied man
Everything you do is sooo right
Satisfied man.

Oohh I'm so satisfied
Satisfied man

Oohh yea I'm so satisfied
Satisfied man

Oohh I'm so satisfied
Satisfied man

Satisfied man
Satisfied man
Satisfied man
Satisfied man
Satisfied man
Satisfied man
Satisfied man
I'm a satisfied man.

Here is the cover to 1979's Flirting With Disaster:

So now that we've covered enough of 1984, we should now move on to the year that followed:


1985!!

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times...The year that saw one of rock's greatest triumphs, while later forces would conspire to bring our beloved music to its knees...

Let us proceed...

YAY!!! 1985!!!

I guess my excitement aobut being at 1985 slowed the thread down :lol:

Originally posted by "Weird" Jack Wilso-vic
I guess my excitement aobut being at 1985 slowed the thread down :lol: Actually, your enthusiasm HASN'T slowed down the thread, I didn't have time left on the library computer to start more posts, so now that I'm back, we'll see what we're so excited about--because it was one of the most exciting years in rock and roll!! :cool:

Originally posted by Captain ABlairica
Actually, your enthusiasm HASN'T slowed down the thread, I didn't have time left on the library computer to start more posts, so now that I'm back, we'll see what we're so excited about--because it was one of the most exciting years in rock and roll!! :cool: Oh I see! Cool!!! Yup, sure was

Spurred on by the success of the Band Aid single, singer Harry Belafonte teamed up with producer Quincy Jones to record a song written by both Michael Jackson and Lionel Ritchie. At first, they thought of having only African-American musicians sing for the starving population of Africa, but then felt that it would be more suitable to have performers of all races, colors and ethnic backgrounds to participate to give it a more universal appeal. After the American Music Awards on January 28, 1985, a wide group of popular artists gathered to record the song vocals, much in the way the artists of Band Aid did a few months earlier. The artists included:

Dan Aykroyd
Harry Belafonte
Lindsey Buckingham
Kim Carnes
Ray Charles
Bob Dylan
Sheila E.
Bob Geldof
Hall and Oates
James Ingram
Jackie Jackson
LaToya Jackson
Marlon Jackson
Michael Jackson
Randy Jackson
Tito Jackson
Al Jarreau
Waylon Jennings
"Pop-Up Video" stated that he left the recording session due to a dispute over the lyrics.
Billy Joel
Cyndi Lauper
Huey Lewis and the News
Kenny Logins
Bette Midler
Willie Nelson
Jeffery Osborne
Steve Perry
The Pointer Sisters
Lionel Richie
Smokey Robinson
Kenny Rogers
Diana Ross
Paul Simon
Bruce Springsteen
Tina Turner
Dionne Warwick
Stevie Wonder
Michael Boddicker - Synthesizers, Programming
Paulinho da Costa - Percussion
Louis Johnson - Bass
Quincy Jones
- Producer
Michael Omartian - Keyboards, Producer
Greg Phillinganes - Keyboards
John Robinson - Drums

We Are the World

There comes a time when we need a certain call
When the world must come together as one
There are people dying
Oh, and it's time to lend a hand to life
The greatest gift of all

We can't go on pretending day by day
That someone, somehow will soon make a change
We're all a part of God's great big family
And the truth - you know love is all we need

( CHORUS )
We are the world, we are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
so let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day
Just you and me

Well, send'em you your heart
So they know that someone cares
And their lives will be stronger and free
As God has shown us
By turning stone to bread
And so we all must lend a helping hand

( REPEAT CHORUS )

When you're down and out
There seems no hope at all
But if you just believe
There's no way we can fall
Well, well, well, let's realize
That one change can only come
When we stand together as one

( REPEAT CHORUS AND FADE )

Ive seen the video for that too!


Also 1985 was the year Weird Al released "Dare to Be Stupid"

The session for "We Are the World". Steve Perry is seen on the left from center:

The single was a huge success, as was the money that it raised for hunger relief. It was the highest debuting single (at #21) since John Lennon's "Imagine" and hit #1 just three weeks later.
It was an incredible achievement, during the Greed Decade that was the 80's, artists could unite and show that they cared for what happened around the world so far away.

But did it still seem a little ironic that million-selling rockers and pop stars could make such an altruistic gesture, seeming so generous and giving, while living the pampered lifestyle?

Michael Jackson and Diana Ross are shown here:

The one big success story of the new year of course was Madonna, whose second album, Like a Virgin, had enthroned her as a new pop culture icon. She was able to combine two disparate elements, sex and religion, together in one tempting package with her teased tresses, tattered wedding dresses, bared bras and dangling crucifixes. Young women and girls imitated her look and attitude with her "Boy Toy" image as they became what was derisively called Madonna-wannabes. The church brigades were horrified by the new trend.

Like a Virgin

I made it through the wilderness
Somehow I made it through
Didn't know how lost I was
Until I found you

I was beat incomplete
I'd been had, I was sad and blue
But you made me feel
Yeah, you made me feel
Shiny and new

Chorus:

Like a virgin
Touched for the very first time
Like a virgin
When your heart beats (after first time, "With your heartbeat")
Next to mine

Gonna give you all my love, boy
My fear is fading fast
Been saving it all for you
'Cause only love can last

You're so fine and you're mine
Make me strong, yeah you make me bold
Oh your love thawed out
Yeah, your love thawed out
What was scared and cold

(chorus)

Oooh, oooh, oooh

You're so fine and you're mine
I'll be yours 'till the end of time
'Cause you made me feel
Yeah, you made me feel
I've nothing to hide

(chorus)

Like a virgin, ooh, ooh
Like a virgin
Feels so good inside
When you hold me, and your heart beats, and you love me

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Ooh, baby
Can't you hear my heart beat
For the very first time?

Dress You Up

You've got style, that's what all the girls say
Satin sheets and luxuries so fine
All your suits are custom made in London
But I've got something that you'll really like

Chorus:

Gonna dress you up in my love
All over, all over
Gonna dress you up in my love
All over your body

Feel the silky touch of my caresses
They will keep you looking so brand new
Let me cover you with velvet kisses
I'll create a look that's made for you

(chorus)

Gonna dress you up in my love, in my love
All over your body, all over your body
In my love
All over, all over
From your head down to your toes

The video for the song "Material Girl" established one of Madonna's many personas, namely, she was to be the re-incarnation of Marilyn Monroe. She may not have had quite the smouldering looks of the late blonde bombshell, but she had a lot of gutsiness to try. She was sexually assertive, and was clearly making a name for herself in the 80's. She was becoming the living embodiment of the 80's woman, beautiful, successful, driven, and playfully toying with Americans' obession with sex, religion and guilt. And can we say the other factor was image as well?

Material Girl

Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me
I think they're O.K.
If they don't give me proper credit
I just walk away

They can beg and they can plead
But they can't see the light, that's right
'Cause the boy with the cold hard cash
Is always Mister Right, 'cause we are

Chorus:

Living in a material world
And I am a material girl
You know that we are living in a material world
And I am a material girl

Some boys romance, some boys slow dance
That's all right with me
If they can't raise my interest then I
Have to let them be

Some boys try and some boys lie but
I don't let them play
Only boys that save their pennies
Make my rainy day, 'cause they are

(chorus)

Living in a material world [material]
Living in a material world
(repeat)

Boys may come and boys may go
And that's all right you see
Experience has made me rich
And now they're after me, 'cause everybody's

(chorus)

A material, a material, a material, a material world

Living in a material world [material]
Living in a material world
(repeat and fade)

A clip from the video:

A classic Madonna pose:

Madonna on the beach:

Madonna live:

Madonna began the first movie of her career in the critically and commercially acclaimed Desperately Seeking Susan, which starred also Rosanna Arquette and Aidan Quinn. The plot involved a young bored housewife who trades places with a young star named Susan (Madonna), but is unaware that a murderer is out to stalk her. It was the start of a promising movie career...but many would later tell her: save your acting for the concert stage.

Madonna with Rosanna Arquette:

A clip of Madonna from the movie:

1985 was also the year another pop diva hit the scene, Whitney Houston, whose debut album featured chart-topping favorites such as "Saving All My Love For You". Having been raised in the church, she sang in gospel choirs and honed her singing craft for years until her first album came together. She was beautiful as well as talented. By 1985, she was all over the charts and on television.

How Will I Know

There’s a boy I know, he’s the one I dream of
Looks into my eyes, takes me to the clouds above
Ooh I lose control, can’t seem to get enough
When I wake from dreaming, tell me is it really love

Chorus:
How will I know (don’t trust your feelings)
How will I know
How will I know (love can be deceiving)
How will I know
How will I know if he really loves me
I say a prayer with every heart beat
I fall in love whenever we meet
I’m asking you what you know about these things
How will I know if he’s thinking of me
I try to phone but I’m too shy (can’t speak)
Falling in love is all bitter sweet
This love is strong why do I feel weak

Oh, wake me, I’m shaking, wish I had you near me now
Said there’s no mistaking, what I feel is really love

Chorus

If he loves me, if he loves me not (x3)

Chorus

Here is one of the most touching songs about homewrecking ever committed to vinyl:

Saving All My Love For You

A few stolen moments is all that we share
You've got your family, and they need you there
Though I've tried to resist, being last on your list
But no other man's gonna do
So I'm saving all my love for you

It's not very easy, living all alone
My friends try and tell me, find a man of my own
But each time I try, I just break down and cry
Cause I'd rather be home feeling blue
So I'm saving all my love for you

You used to tell me we'd run away together
Love gives you the right to be free
You said be patient, just wait a little longer
But that's just an old fantasy
I've got to get ready, just a few minutes more
Gonna get that old feeling when you walk through that door
For tonight is the night, for feeling alright
We'll be making love the whole night through
So I'm saving all my love
Yes I'm saving all my love
Yes I'm saving all my love for you

No other woman, is gonna love you more
Cause tonight is the night, that I'm feeling alright
We'll be making love the whole night through
So I'm saving all my love
Yeah I'm saving all my lovin
Yes I'm saving all my love for you
For you, for you

Below is a photo of Whitney with her Grammy. Did it seem like she always appeared singing at the Grammies...even when she didn't have a song or album out??

The Greatest Love of All

I believe the children are our are future
Teach them well and let them lead the way
Show them all the beauty they possess inside
Give them a sense of pride to make it easier
Let the children's laughter remind us how we used to be
Everybody searching for a hero
People need someone to look up to
I never found anyone to fulfill my needs
A lonely place to be
So I learned to depend on me

[Chorus:]
I decided long ago, never to walk in anyone's shadows
If I fail, if I succeed
At least I live as I believe
No matter what they take from me
They can't take away my dignity
Because the greatest love of all
Is happening to me
I found the greatest love of all
Inside of me
The greatest love of all
Is easy to achieve
Learning to love yourself
It is the greatest love of all

I believe the children are our future
Teach them well and let them lead the way
Show them all the beauty they possess inside
Give them a sense of pride to make it easier
Let the children's laughter remind us how we used to be

[Chorus]

And if by chance, that special place
That you've been dreaming of
Leads you to a lonely place
Find your strength in love

Her classic look:

Canadian rocker Bryan Adams made his biggest breakthrough with his album Reckless, which featured a number of raw rocking pop hits, including "Run to You", "Summer of '69, and "It's Only Love." Americans were getting into his raspy style of vocals, which served him well on the following smash. Now the question is, wouldn't this song kind of spill the beans on the secret relationship Bryan was trying to keep his original girl from knowing about? ;) A great song, nonetheless.

Run to You

She says her love for me could never die
But that'd change if she ever found out about you and I

Oh - but her love is cold
It wouldn't hurt her if she didn't know, 'cause...

When it gets too much
I need to feel your touch

I'm gonna run to you
I'm gonna run to you
Cause when the feelin's right I'm gonna run all night
I'm gonna run to you
She's got a heart of gold she'd never let me down
But you're the one that always turns me on
You keep me comin' 'round

I know her love is true
But it's so damn easy makin' love to you

I got my mind made up
I need to feel your touch

I'm gonna run to you
Ya - I'm gonna run to you
Cause when the feelin's right I'm gonna stay all night

I'm gonna run to you
Ya - I'm gonna run to you
Oh when the feelin's right I'm gonna run all night
I'm gonna run to you

Summer of '69

I got my first real six-string
Bought it at the five-and-dime
Played it till my fingers bled
It was the summer of '69

Me and some guys from school
Had a band and we tried real hard
Jimmy quit and Jody got married
I shoulda known we'd never get far
Oh when I look back now
That summer seemed to last forever
And if I had the choice
Ya - I'd always wanna be there
Those were the best days of my life

Ain't no use in complainin'
When you got a job to do
Spent my evenin's down at the drive-in
And that's when I met you

Standin' on your mama's porch
You told me that you'd wait forever
Oh and when you held my hand
I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life

Back in the summer of '69

Man we were killin' time
We were young and restless
We needed to unwind
I guess nothin' can last forever - forever, no

And now the times are changin'
Look at everything that's come and gone
Sometimes when I play that old six-string
I think about ya wonder what went wrong

Standin' on your mama's porch
You told me it would last forever
Oh the way you held my hand
I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life

Back in the summer of '69

Bryan does a duet with Tina Turner on this one:

It's Only Love

When the feelin' is ended
There ain't no use pretendin'
Don't ya worry - it's only love

When your world has been shattered
Ain't nothin' else matters
It ain't over - it's only love
And that's all - ya
When your heart has been broken
Hard words have been spoken
It ain't easy - but it's only love

And if your life ain't worth livin'
And you're ready to give in
Just remember - that it's only love

You can live without the aggravation
Ya gotta wanna win - ya gotta wanna win

You keep lookin' back in desperation
Over and over and over again

When your world is shattered
Ain't nothin' else matters
It ain't over - it's only love

If your life ain't worth livin'
And you're ready to give in
Just remember - that it's only love
Ya - that's all

Ya it ain't easy baby
But it's only love - and that's all

Somebody

I bin lookin' for someone
Between the fire and the flame
We're all lookin' for somethin'
To ease the pain
Now who can you turn to
When it's all black and white
And the winners are losers
You see it every night

I need somebody
Somebody like you
Everybody needs somebody

I need somebody
Hey what about you
Everybody needs somebody
When you're out on the front line
And you're watchin' them fall
It doesn't take long to realize
It ain't worth fightin' for

I thought I saw the Madonna
When you walked in the room
Well your eyes were like diamonds
And they cut right through - oh they cut right through

I need somebody
Somebody like you
Everybody needs somebody
I need somebody
Hey what about you
We all need somebody

Another night another lesson learned
It's the distance keeps us sane
But when the silence leads to sorrow
We do it all again - all again

[Chorus]

Bryan Adams, about a year before the stardom hit:

1985 seemed to be a pretty safe time to be straight on rock and roll, with middle class roots (and Canada seemed to be pretty much a nice middle class heartland kind of place), thanks to guys like Bruce and JC Mellencamp. Bryan Adams was clearly in his element at this time.

Heaven

Oh - thinkin' about all our younger years
There was only you and me
We were young and wild and free

Now nothin' can take you away from me
We've been down that road before
But that's over now
You keep me comin' back for more
Baby you're all that I want
When you're lyin' here in my arms
I'm findin' it hard to believe
We're in heaven

And love is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart
It isn't too hard to see
We're in heaven

Oh - once in your life you find someone
Who will turn your world around
Bring you up when you're feelin' down

Ya - nothin' could change what you mean to me
Oh there's lots that I could say
But just hold me now
Cause our love will light the way

[Chorus]

I've bin waitin' for so long
For somethin' to arrive
For love to come along

Now our dreams are comin' true
Through the good times and the bad
Ya - I'll be standin' there by you

Originally posted by Captain ABlairica
[[/B] I DONT wanna know where his other hand is in that pic :eek: :lol:

Originally posted by "Weird" Jack Wilso-vic
I DONT wanna know where his other hand is in that pic :eek: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: The one with him in jeans?;) It looks....suspicious.

Dire Straits hit the charts with the biggest selling album of their career, Brothers In Arms. The album, which featured a dobro guitar on the cover, contained a number of songs which hearkened back to more traditional rock and roll, with a few that became 80's anthems, such as "Money For Nothing" and "Walk of Life".

So Far Away

Here I am again in this mean old town
And you're so far away from me
And where are you when the sun goes down
You're so far away from me

So far away from me
So far I just can't see
So far away from me
You're so far away from me

I'm tired of being in love and being all alone
When you're so far away from me
I'm tired of making out on the telephone
And you're so far away from me

So far away from me
So far I just can't see
So far away from me

I get so tired when I have to explain
When you're so far away from me
See you're been in the sun and I've been in the rain

So far away from me
So far I just can't see
So far away from me
You're so far away from me

The following song and video became a rallying cry for the popularity of MTV with Sting singing in the opening, "I want my MTV...." The video was also groundbreaking in its use of CGI (Computer Generated Images) animation. There was a story behind the song that many people may have missed: while at a department store, Mark Knopfler observed shoppers watching MTV on a bank of t.v. monitors and making comments about how simple and silly it all looked. What a way to make a living! The bridge chorus "We've got to install microwave ovens" was part of the conversations by appliance movers in the store. The song and video were perfectly 80's:

Money For Nothing

Look at them yo-yo's
That's the way you do it
Play the banjo on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way to do it
Money for nothin' chicks for free
That ain't working that's the way to do it
Lemme tell ya them guy's ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister on you little singer
May get a buster on you thumb.

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's

See that little f:censored: with the tutu
Yeah buddy that's his own hair and the earrings
That little f:censored:'s got his own jet airplane
That little f:censored: he's a millionaire

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's

I should learned to play the guitar
I should learned to play them drums
Look at that she got it stickin' in the camera
Man we could have some fun
And he's up there makin' Hawaiian noises
Bangin' on the bongos like a chimpanzee
That ain't workin' that's the way ya do it
Money for nothin' chicks for free

We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour TV's

Look at them yo-yo's
That's the way you do it
Play the banjo on the MTV
That ain't workin' that's the way ya do it
Money for nothin' chicks for free

This song had its own video until it became a sporting events staple (next to Gary Glitter's "Rock and Roll Part 2), and then the original was jettisoned for the alternate one with sports clips of athletes doing the victory dance or, "the walk of life."

Walk of Life

Here comes johnny singing oldies, goldies
Be-bop-a-lua, baby what I say
Here comes johnny singing I gotta woman
Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay
He got the action, he got the motion
Yeah, the boy can play
Dedication devotion
Turning all the night time into the day

He do the song about the sweet lovin’ woman
He do the song about the knife
He do the walk, he do the walk of life

Here comes johnny and he’ll tell you the story
Hand me down mu walkin’ shoes
Here come johnny with the power and the glory
Backbeat the talkin’ blues
He got the action, he got the motion
Yeah, the boy can play
Dedication devotion
Turning all the night time into the day

He do the song about the sweet lovin’ woman
He do the song about the knife
He do the walk, he do the walk of life

Here comes johnny singing oldies, goldies
Be-bop-a-lula, baby what I say
Here comes johnny singing I gotta woman
Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay
He got the action, he got the motion
Yeah the boy can play
Decidation devotion
Turning all the night time into the day

And after all the violence and double talk
There’s just a song in the trouble and the strife
You do the walk, you do the walk of life

Why Worry

Baby I see this world has made you sad
Some people can be bad
The things they do, the things they say
But baby I’ll wipe away those bitter tears
I’ll chase away those restless fears
That turn your blue skies into grey

Why worry, there should be laughter after the pain
There should be sunshine after rain
These things have always been the same
So why worry now

Baby when I get down I turn to you
And you make sense of what I do
I know it isn’t hard to say
But baby just when this world seems mean and cold
Our love comes shining red and gold
And all the rest is by the way

Why worry, there should be laughter after pain
There should be sunshine after rain
These things have always been the same
So why worry now

The video for this song was stunning, using simple graphite pencil animation:

Brothers In Arms

These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day you’ll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you’ll no longer burn
To be brothers in arms

Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
I’ve watched all your suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms

There’s so many different worlds
So many differents suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones

Now the sun’s gone to hell
And the moon’s riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it’s written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
We’re fools to make war
On our brothers in arms

And in his trademark fashion, Weird Al came out with Dare to Be Stupid, which featured his parody of Madonna's "Like a Virgin":

Like a Surgeon

I finally made it through med school
Somehow I made it through
I'm just an intern
I still make a mistake or two

I was last in my class
Barely passsed at the institute
Now I'm trying to avoid, yah I'm trying to avoid
A malpractise suit

Hey, like a surgeon
Cuttin' for the very first time
Like a surgeon
Organ transplants are my line

Better give me all your gause nurse
This patient's fading fast
Complications have set in
Don't know how long he'll last

Let me see, that I.V.
Here we go - time to operate
I'll pull his insides out, pull his insides out
And see what he ate

Like a surgeon, hey
Cuttin' for the very first time
Like a surgeon
Here's a waiver for you to sign

Woe, woe, woe

It's a fact - I'm a quack
The disgrace of the A.M.A.
'Cause my patients die, yah my patients die
Before they can pay

Like a surgeon, hey
Cuttin' for the very first time
Like a surgeon
Got your kidneys on my mind

Like a surgeon, ooh like a surgeon
When I reach inside
With my scalpel, and my forceps, and retractors
Oh oh, oh oh, woe, oh

Ooh baby, yah
I can hear your heartbeat
For the very last time

While Weird Al was daring listeners to be stupid, Huey Lewis was
declaring it was hip to be square on his fourth album, the cleverly titled Fore! Yes, it was the Golden Age of Yuppie conformity,
and Huey and his buds were leading the charge.

Hip to Be Square

I used to be a renegade, I used to fool around
But I couldn’t take the punishment, and had to settle down
Now I’m playing it real straight, and yes I cut my hair
You might think I’m crazy, but I don’t even care
Because I can tell what’s going on
It’s hip to be square

I like my bands in business suits, I watch them on tv
I’m working out most everyday and watching what I eat
They tell me that it’s good for me, but I don’t even care
I know that it’s crazy
I know that it’s nowhere
But there is no denying that
It’s hip to be square

It’s not too hard to figure out, you see it everyday
And those that were the farthest out have gone the other way
You see them on the freeway, it don’t look like a lot of fun
But don’t you try to fight it; "an idea who’s time has
come."

Don’t tell me that I’m crazy
Don’t tell me I’m nowhere
Take it from me
It’s hip to be square

I Know What I Like

I like things that go fast
Because I know that good things don’t ever last
I like believeing in what I want to
Don’t like no one to tell me what to do
And I like the times that we’ve had
But I cound’t tell you what’s good or bad
I’m only hoping that you understand
This feeling that I’m feeling when I’m holding your hand

I know what I like
I know what I like to do
I know what I like, well what about you?

I like the sound of breaking glass
And if you don’t believe me, why do you ask?
I like leaving town, and coming back home
I’m going to show you, when we’re all alone
I like staying up all night
Watching old movies ’til the morning light
I don’t pretend to know what’s right or wrong
But I won’t like leaving, if I stay here too long

I know what I like
I know what I like to do
I know what I like, well what about you?

I like things that don’t change
Because the more something changes, the more it stays the same
I might be simple, take it easy sometimes
But I can be stubborn when I’ve made up my mind

I know what I like
I know what I like to do
I know what I like, well what about you?

Originally posted by Captain ABlairica
The one big success story of the new year of course was Madonna, whose second album, Like a Virgin, had enthroned her as a new pop culture icon. She was able to combine two disparate elements, sex and religion, together in one tempting package with her teased tresses, tattered wedding dresses, bared bras and dangling crucifixes. Young women and girls imitated her look and attitude with her "Boy Toy" image as they became what was derisively called Madonna-wannabes. The church brigades were horrified by the new trend.


Also horrified by the new trend were music fans who instantly realized this new star as a musical charlatan who couldn't dance, couldn't sing, and performed awfully written songs - but who had the talent for promoting herself and making DAMN SURE people knew who she was!

Alas, no one who hated Madonna did anything about her, assuming that she would be gone in a year or two. How much damage, they reasoned, could she do to popular music? It wasn't like she would completely annihilate it and make it a vehicle for all sorts of dodgers, hustlers and con artists like teen popsters and hip-hop morons who couldn't even wear a baseball cap properly, was it? :eek:

"Evil triumphs when good men do nothing."

Huey Lewis struck a chord in suburban America with his nothing-fancy kind of message and approach to life. People were living the good life, more or less. The tunes reflected it, there was no rush for anything. Reagan was in his White House, God was in His heaven, what more could a person want? America were in the midst of a feel-good afterglow of the post-election year with the new patriotism. Nothing too radical--not even the naysayers of doom on the street. Sit back and have a Bartles and Jaymes, folks. :cheers:

Jacob's Ladder

I met a fan dancer
Down in south side Birmingham
She was running from a fat man
Selling salvation in his hand
Now he’s trying to save me
We’ll I’m doing alright the best that I can
Just another fallen angel
Trying to get through the night

Step by step, one by one, higher and higher
Step by step, rung by rung climbing Jacob’s Ladder

Coming over the airwaves
The man says I’m overdue
Sing along, send some money
Join the chosen few
Well mister I’m not in a hurry
And I don’t want to be like you
And all I want from tomorrow
Is to get it better than today

Step by step, one by one, higher and higher
Step by step, rung by rung climbing Jacob’s Ladder

Paul Young was one of the few real talents to make it big in 1985.

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Young had sung the opening lyric of Band Aid's "Do They Know It's Christmas," and then had a hit of his own with a cover of Hall and Oates's 1980 album track "Every Time You Go Away." Young helped personify British blue-eyed soul.

Stuck With You

We’ve had some fun, and yes we’ve had our ups and downs
Been down that rocky road, but here we are, still around
We thought about someone else, but neither one took the bait
We thought about breaking up, but now we know it’s much too late
We are bound by all the rest
Like the same phone number
All the same friends
And the same address

Yes, it’s true, (yes it’s true) I am happy to be stuck with you
Yes, it’s true, (yes it’s true) I’m so happy to be stuck with you
’cause I can see, (I can see) that you’re happy to be stuck with me

We’ve had our doubts, we never took them seriously
And we’ve had our ins and outs, but that’s the way it’s supposed to be
We thought about giving up, but we could never stay away
Thought about breaking up, but now we know it’s much too late
And it’s no great mystery
If we change our minds
Eventually, it’s back to you and me

Yes, it’s true, (yes it’s true) I am happy to be stuck with you
Yes, it’s true, (yes it’s true) I’m so happy to be stuck with you
’cause I can see, (I can see) that you’re happy to be stuck with me

We are bound by all the rest
Like the same phone number
All the same friends
And the same address

Yes, it’s true, (yes it’s true) I am happy to be stuck with you
Yes, it’s true, (yes it’s true) I’m so happy to be stuck with you
’cause I can see, (I can see) that you’re happy to be stuck with me
(yes it’s true) I’m so happy to be stuck with you
I’m happy to be stuck with you
Happy to be stuck with you.

:banana: :mango

Huey Lewis and the News acing the awards at the BAMmies (Bay Area Music Awards) in San Francisco:

At 43, Roger Chapman continued to press ahead with his solo career, even though he was out of fashion and ignored by the latest generation of fans in Britain and America. But he was still popular in Germany, and he could still rock. In 1985, Chappo released his Zipper album.

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Zipper contained songs such as "Running With the Flame," "Never Love a Rolling Stone," and "Woman of Destiny."

On Saturday, July 13, 1985, the Live famine relief concerts were held in Philadelphia and London.

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Opening the Philadelphia concert, Joan Baez said, "Good morning, children of the eighties. This is your Woodstock, and it's long overdue."

Yeah, right. Live Aid - take it from one who was there - was no Woodstock. The stadium seats were uncomfortable. The music was substandard. Phil Collins hogged the day by perfroming the same two songs at both concerts, thanks to supersonic jet travel provided by the Concorde. Bob Dylan's closing set was a complete disaster. It was hot as hell. And the money raised did little for the starving Africans, yet white people who attended the concerts decided they had done their part and ended hunger, and thus went on with thier petty lives and concerns.

Today, Live Aid is barely remembered, and Africa is in even worse shape. So much for that sixties spirit! :mad:

Of course, Huey Lewis and the News' real success that year was the inclusion of their song "The Power of Love" in the hit movie, Back to the Future, featuring "Family Ties" star Michael J. Fox and Christopher Lloyd in a sci-fi comedy about a young man who must travel back into the 50's to make sure his parents meet.
The method of conveyance: a souped-up DeLorean.

The Power of Love

The power of love is a curious thing;
Make a one man weep, make another man sing;
Change a hawk to a little white dove.
More than a feeling, that's the power of love.

Tougher than diamonds, rich like cream;
Stronger and harder than a bad girl's dream.
Make a bad one good, mm, make a wrong one right.
Power of love that keep you home at night.

You don't need money, don't take fame.
Don't need no credit card to ride this train.
It's strong and it's sudden and it's cruel sometimes.
But it might just save your life.
That's the power of love.
That's the power of love.

First time you feel it, it might make you sad.
Next time you feel it, it might make you mad.
But you'll be glad , baby when you've found
That's the power makes the world go 'round.

And it don't take money, don't take fame.
Don't need no credit card to ride this train.
It's strong and it's sudden. It can be cruel sometimes.
But it might just save your life.

They say that all in love is fair, yeah, but you don't care.
But you'll know what to do when it gets hold of you.
And with a little help from above, you feel the power of love.
You feel the power of love.
Can you feel it?
Hmm.

It don't take money, and it don't take fame.
Don't need no credit card to ride this train.
Tougher than diamonds and stronger than steel.
But you won't feel nothing till you feel,
You feel the power, just feel the power of love.
That's the power, that's the power of love.
You feel the power of love.
You feel the power of love.
Feel the power of love.

Here is the time-travelling DeLorean, which was probably the biggest badly-needed boost for the troubled automaker in the mid-80's.

Would some of us want to take that puppy back to 1958 and make sure the Ciccones never met?;) :lol:

Paul Young, as mentioned before, was a very talented, soulful British singer whose album The Secret of Association featured his hit "Come Back and Stay".

Come Back and Stay

Since you've been gone
I shut my eyes
And I fantasize
That you're here with me

Will you ever return?
I want you satisfide
'Till you're by my side
Don't wait any longer...

Why don't you come back?
Please hurry, Why dont you come back?
Please hurry...
Come back and stay for good this time
Come back and stay for good this time

You said goodbye
I was trying to hide
What I felt inside
Untile you passed me by

You said you'd return
You said that you'd be mine
'Till the end of time
Don't wait any longer!

Please hurry, why don't you come back?
Please hurry, Why dont you come back?
Please hurry...
Come back and stay for good this time
Come back and stay for good this time

Since you've been gone...
Opened my eyes
And I realize
What we had together

Will you ever return?
I'll have you change your mind
If you won't stay mine
Just love me forever!
love me forever...

Please hurry, why don't you come back?
Please hurry, why don't you come back?
Please hurry, why don't you come back?
Please hurry, why don't you come back?
Please hurry!
Come back and stay for good this time
Come back and stay for good this time
Come back and stay for good this time
Come back and stay for good this time

Don't ever leave me...

Originally posted by Captain ABlairica
Here is the time-travelling DeLorean, which was probably the biggest badly-needed boost for the troubled automaker in the mid-80's.

Actually, the DeLorean comapny folded in 1982 after only a year and a half of producing the car, but that's another thread.

Would some of us want to take that puppy back to 1958 and make sure the Ciccones never met?;) :lol:

Not only that, I'd take it back to 1970 and encourage Rita Owens to leave her daughter Dana - the future Queen Latifah - in a monastery (yeah, we'll get to 1989).

Meanwhile, back in 1985. . . . ;)

James Taylor returned with That's Why I'm Here, his first album in four years.

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Like Roger Chapman, James Taylor was obsolete in this new era of MTV pop, but his fan base enthusiastically supported and sustained him. The title song of his new album was a pleasant surprise.

Was Joan Baez right, "OUR Woodstock" in the greed-soaked 80's?? Or was it one more bloated example of arena rock with a tinsel halo? Who was Joan trying to kid??:confused: :rolleyes:

We've wondered: Was this the epitome of rock's success as a vehicle for social change, or had rock and roll become victim of the self-congratulatory pop culture and all its business machinery?

Whose lives were saved on the Horn of Africa when the lights went down and the last $14 popcorn tub was discarded and the final BMW pulled out of the parking lots of JFK and Wembley??

A veteran performer of Christian music, John Fischer, put it so well:

"The fashion is compassion."

(Not that the CCM side had much to brag about either.)

Originally posted by Captain ABlairica
:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: The one with him in jeans?;) It looks....suspicious. :D Yup it does :lol:

Originally posted by Captain ABlairica
Was Joan Baez right, "OUR Woodstock" in the greed-soaked 80's?? Or was it one more bloated example of arena rock with a tinsel halo? Who was Joan trying to kid??:confused: :rolleyes:

We've wondered: Was this the epitome of rock's success as a vehicle for social change, or had rock and roll become victim of the self-congratulatory pop culture and all its business machinery?

Whose lives were saved on the Horn of Africa when the lights went down and the last $14 popcorn tub was discarded and the final BMW pulled out of the parking lots of JFK and Wembley??

A veteran performer of Christian music, John Fischer, put it so well:

"The fashion is compassion."

(Not that the CCM side had much to brag about either.)

As Gil Scott-Heron warned us, the revolution would not be televised. Live Aid was. And Simon LeBon prancing around to lightweight pop at JFK Stadium (since torn down) while Coca-Cola unveiled Cherry Coke (and hoped we'd forgive and forget for New Coke) at the show was not the answer.

As one wag put it, the more controversial a cause, the more likely someone will be committed to it. Do you know of anyone in favor of hunger or homeless? (Apart from Newt Gingrich, of course.)

Live Aid must have had Harry Chapin, who was genuinely devoted to anti-hunger charities, spinning in his grave.

One good thing about Live Aid was that it brought many artists back together for a worthy cause (of good intentions, at least):

One such band was Black Sabbath with Ozzy, for a one-time three song set which included, "Iron Man," "Children of the Grave" (an appropriate song considering the rising mortality rate in Ethiopia), and of course, "Paranoid." It was a sight to behold--
AND I LOVED EVERY MINUTE OF IT!!!!:rock: :guitar:

However, trouble loomed backstage for Ozzy. As soon as he stepped offstage, he was handed legal writs from Don Arden (Sharon's manager father) threatening legal action against Ozzy for "trying to get back with his former band." Ozzy was so infuriated that he and Sharon told him that her father would never be allowed to see his grandchildren. She was totally fed up with her father at this point. The show was just for charity, Ozzy and Sabbath were not getting back together, it was all for a good cause that day.

AND I'M DISAPPOINTED I DIDN'T GET TO SEE THIS!!:wallbang

The remaining members of Led Zeppelin, with Tony Thompson and Phil Collins filling in on drums, returned to the stage for a one-time-only set featuring songs such as "Black Dog", "Stairway to Heaven" and others.

Meanwhile, Steven Van Zandt of Bruce Springsteen's E Street Band went a different route from Bob Geldof. He formed Artists United Against Apartheid to force an end to that horrific system in South Africa. The song "Sun City" (from the album of the same name) forced listeners to imagine themselves living in the deplorable conditions made possible by apartheid (and made possible a grant from Mobil, who, in addition to funding "Masterpiece Theater" on PBS, funded South Africa's white-minority-dominated economy!). It also named names (Ronald Reagan, for his laughable "constructive engagement with the persecutors of Pretoria), and offered a threat - not to play the Sun City resort in South Africa until apartheid was ended and Nelson Mandela was freed.

Controversial? Yes. White kids in America and Britain were asked to stand with their black brothers and sisters at a time when Reagan and Thatcher were standing in the way of progress and while Jerry Falwell encouraged support for the white minority government. (He bought lots of their gold coins.) Who would boycott South African products such as diamonds and lobster tail? Who'd stop buying Mobil and Shell gasoline? Who indeed would respond to the challenge of ridding apartheid from the face of the earth? The answer - lots of people. :)

Except, alas, Frank Sinatra, who played Sun City and enjoyed their golf course. :(

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One of the highlights of Live Aid was when U2 captivated both the crowd and t.v. screens around the world with their rousing versions of "Sunday Bloody Sunday" and "Bad":

"We come from Dublin, Ireland. It is a city with a lot of good, and a lot of bad. This is a song called 'Bad.'"

This was one of my favorite parts of the show:

Bono at Live Aid:

Bono and the Edge:

After two smash albums (Business As Usual, Cargo), Men At Work were expected to be one of the most important bands of the eighties, a band with genuine staying power. They seemed unstoppable. Then the roof caved in. :eek:

After Cargo, the group's rhythm section of bassist John Rees and drummer Jerry Speiser left. The remaining members - frontman Colin Hay, guitarist Ron Stykert, and multi-instrumentalist Greg Ham - tried to carry on as a trio, releasing the album Three Hands in 1985. It sank without a trace.

Though they didn't deserve such a fate, Men At Work were finished. They broke up - yet another group outlasted by the Rolling Stones - and Colin Hay went on to a solo career. No one noticed. :mad:

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(Colin Hay and friend in an undated photo.)

With Madonna's inexplicable and undeserved success - seven million copies of her second album were sold in 1985 - some folks, mainly college kids, looked about for an anti-Madonna, a woman who could write meaningful songs and play them with a real backing band - not just a bunch of hacks with computerized instruments - and who didn't have to prostitute herself in videos to sell her music. They quickly found one in Suzanne Vega, a New York singer-songwriter whose music recalled the heady days of the Manhattan urban folk scene of the sixties.

http://www.stnspages.com/vega/suve.jpg

Vega's self-titled debut album was released in 1985.

"Marlene On the Wall," a song about a girl imagining a portrait of Dietrich observing her suitors, was a big hit single - in Holland. Outside liberal arts college campuses, America barely noticed.

That would soon change.

Marlene On the Wall - Suzanne Vega

(Vega)

Even if I am in love with you
All this to say, what's it to you?
Observe the blood, the rose tattoo
Of the fingerprints of on me from you.

Other evidence has shown
That you and I are still alone
We skirt around the danger zone
And don't talk about it later.

Marlene watches fro mthe wall
Her mocking smile says it all
As she records the rise and fall
Of every solider passing

But the only soldier now is me
I'm fighting things I cannot see
I think it's called my destiny
That I am changing. . . .

Marlene on the wall.

I walk to your house in the afternoon
By the butcher shop with the sawdust strewn
"Don't give away the goods too soon"
Is what she might have told me.

And I tired so hard to resist
When you held me in your handsome fist
And reminded me of the night we kissed
And why I should be leaving.

Marlene watches from the wall
Her mocking smile says it all
As she records the rise and fall
Of every man who's been here

But the only one here now is me
I'm fighiting things I cannot see
I think it's called my destiny
That I am changing. . . .

Marlene on the wall.

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(Suzanne Vega performing - and with no props or dry ice!)

Originally posted by Captain ABlairica
And in his trademark fashion, Weird Al came out with Dare to Be Stupid, which featured his parody of Madonna's "Like a Virgin":

Like a Surgeon

I finally made it through med school
Somehow I made it through
I'm just an intern
I still make a mistake or two

I was last in my class
Barely passsed at the institute
Now I'm trying to avoid, yah I'm trying to avoid
A malpractise suit

Hey, like a surgeon
Cuttin' for the very first time
Like a surgeon
Organ transplants are my line

Better give me all your gause nurse
This patient's fading fast
Complications have set in
Don't know how long he'll last

Let me see, that I.V.
Here we go - time to operate
I'll pull his insides out, pull his insides out
And see what he ate

Like a surgeon, hey
Cuttin' for the very first time
Like a surgeon
Here's a waiver for you to sign

Woe, woe, woe

It's a fact - I'm a quack
The disgrace of the A.M.A.
'Cause my patients die, yah my patients die
Before they can pay

Like a surgeon, hey
Cuttin' for the very first time
Like a surgeon
Got your kidneys on my mind

Like a surgeon, ooh like a surgeon
When I reach inside
With my scalpel, and my forceps, and retractors
Oh oh, oh oh, woe, oh

Ooh baby, yah
I can hear your heartbeat
For the very last time :rotflmao: I love that song!

From up north in the frozen fjords of Norway came a really talented bunch--
a-Ha!! Led by total hunky hottie
Morten Harket on lead vocals, the band burned a swath of carnage across America with their hit album Hunting High and Low and the infectious single "Take On Me" which uniquely combined video with live action. How could we forget that one!!

Take On Me

We're talking away
I don't know what I'm to say

I'll say it anyway.
To r ly is another day to find you shying away

I'll be coming for your love
o.k.?
Take on me - take on me - take me on - take on me -
I'll be gone in a day or two.

So needless to say I'm odds and ends

But that's me stumbling away

slowly learning that life is o.k.
Say after me it's no better to be safe than sorry.
Take one me - take on me - take me on - take on me -
I'll be gone in a day or two.

Oh
the things that you say

is it live or just to play my worries aways
You're all the things I've got to remember

You're shying away
I'll be coming for you anyway.

Take on me - take on me - take me on - take on me -
I'll be gone in a day - take on me - take on me -
Take me on - take on me - I'll be gone -
take on me - in a day -
Take me on - take on me - take on me -
take on me - take me on -
Take on me - take on me -

A drawing from the animation cel for "Take On Me" of Morten Harket:

The Sun Always Shines on TV

Touch me
How can it be
Believe me
The sun always shines on T.V
Hold me
Close to your heart
Touch me
And give all your love to me
To me...

I Reached inside myself
And found nothing there
To ease the pressure of
My ever worrying mind
All my powers waste away
I fear the crazed and lonely looks
The mirror's sending me
These Days
Please don't ask me to defend
The shamefull lowlands
Of the way I'm drifting
Gloomily through time

I reached inside myself today
Thinking there's got to be some way
To keep my troubles distant

Touch me
How can it be
Believe me
The sun always shines on TV
Hold me
Close to your heart
Touch me
And give all your love to me

1985 also was shaping up to be the year for Phil Collins. Not only was he the only artist to appear onstage at both Live Aid shows, but his album No Jacket Required was scorching off the charts. The former drummer of prog-rock Genesis ten years prior was making a name for himself as a pop everyman with a decent knack for writing hook-laden hits.

Sussudio

There's this girl that's been on my mind
All the time, Sussudio oh oh
Now she don't even know my name
But I think she likes me just the same
Sussudio oh oh

Oh if she called me I'd be there
I'd come running anywhere
She's all I need, all my life
I feel so good if I just say the word
Sussudio, just say the word
Oh Sussudio

Now I know that I'm too young
My love has just begun
Sussudio oh oh
Ooh give me a chance, give me a sign
I'll show her anytime
Sussudio oh oh

Ah, I've just got to have her, have her now
I've got to get closer but I don't know how
She makes me nervous and makes me scared
But I feel so good if I just say the word
Sussudio just say the word
Oh Sussudio, oh

Ah, she's all I need all of my life
I feel so good if I just say the word
Sussudio I just say the word
Oh Sussudio I just say the word
Oh Sussudio I'll say the word
Sussudio oh oh oh
Just say the word

:banana: :mango

Billy Don't You Lose My Number

They came at night leaving fear behind
Shadows were on the ground
Nobody knew where to find him
No evidence was found
'I'm never coming back'
They heard him cry
And I believe him
Well he never meant to do anything wrong
It's gonna get worse if he waits too long

Billy, Billy don't you lose my number
Cos you're not anywhere
That I can find you
Oh now Billy, Billy don't you lose my number
Cos you're not anywhere that I can find you, oh no

Searching through the day and into the night
They wouldn't stop till they found him
They didn't know him and they didn't understand
They never asked him why
'Get out of my way'
They heard him shout
Then a blinding light
Ooh all I could see was him running down the street
Out of the shadows and into the night

Now Billy, Billy don't you lose my number
Cos you're not anywhere
That I can find you, oh
Now Billy, Billy don't you lose my number
Cos you're not anywhere that I can find you, oh

Don't give up
Keep running, keep hiding
Don't give up
Billy, if you know you're right
Don't give up
You know that I am on your side
Don't give up
Oh Billy, you better, you better, you better run for your life

Now Billy, Billy don't you lose my number
Cos you're not anywhere
That I can find you, oh
Now Billy, Billy don't you lose my number
Cos you're not anywhere that I can find you, oh

They came at night leaving fear behind
Shadows were on the ground
Nobody knew where to find him
No evidence was found
'I'm never coming back'
They heard him cry
And I believe him
He never meant to do anything wrong
It's gonna get worse if he waits too long

Now Billy, Billy don't you lose my number
Cos you're not anywhere
That I can find you, oh
Now Billy, Billy don't you lose my number
Cos you're not anywhere that I can find you, oh

A Live Aid bootleg with not the most flattering photo of Phil. Bet it sold like hotcakes...:rolleyes:

Inside Out

Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
Now everybody keeps on telling me how to be
And everybody tells me do what they say
Oh I'll help myself it's up to me and no-one else
But till I'm ready just keep out of my way
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out

Now everybody's got me running round, up and down
And here I am going out of my mind
But I won't lose sight of all the, the things I'm looking for
They're coming to me and I'm taking what's mine
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
I'll play the game
We'll make the same mistakes
It's all the same
If we can give and take
Hold on, hold on, ooh
Hold on, hold on, ooh
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out

All of my life I've been searching and hanging on
Turning a corner, never know what I'd find
But now I'm back again like I never went away
Ooh let me in I'm through with wasting my time
Inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out
Oh inside out, ooh you got me inside out
Oh inside out, oh inside out

If there was one person to embody the "hip-to-be-square" ethic in 1985, Phil Collin was definitely it, both in musical and personal style.

Take Me Home

Take that look of worry
I'm an ordinary man
They don't tell me nothing
So I find out what I can
There's a fire that's been burning
Right outside my door
I can't see but I feel it
And it helps to keep me warm
So I, I don't mind
No I, I don't mind

Seems so long I've been waiting
Still don't know what for
There's no point escaping
I don't worry anymore
I can't come out to find you
I don't like to go outside
They can't turn off my feelings
Like they're turning off a light
But I, I don't mind
No I, I don't mind
Oh I, I don't mind
No I, I don't mind

So take, take me home
Cos I don't remember
Take, take me home
Cos I don't remember
Take, take me home
Cos I don't remember
Take, take me home, oh lord
Cos I've been a prisoner all my life
And I can say to you

Take that look of worry, mine's an ordinary life
Working when it's daylight
And sleeping when it's night
I've got no far horizons
I don't wish upon a star
They don't think that I listen
Oh but I know who they are
And I, I don't mind
No I, I don't mind
Oh I, I don't mind
No I, I don't mind

So take, take me home
Cos I don't remember
Take, take me home
Cos I don't remember
Take, take me home
Cos I don't remember
Take, take me home, oh lord
Well I've been a prisoner all my life
And I can say to you
But I don't remember
Take, take me home…


Phil Collins and Bob Geldof:

Aretha Franklin made a huge comeback in the 80's with her album
Who's Zoomin' Who? Her hit, "Freeway of Love" was classic.

Freeway of Love

Knew you'd be a vision in white
How'd you get those pants so tight?
Don't know what you're doin'
But you must be livin' right

We got some places to see
I brought all the maps with me
So jump right in... Ain't no sin
Take a ride in my machine

City traffic movin' way too slow
Drop the pedal and go... go... go!

Goin' ridin' on the freeway of love
Wind's against our back
Goin' ridin' on the freeway of love
In my pink cadillac
Goin' ridin' on the freeway of love
Wind's against our back
Ain't we ridin' on the freeway of love
In my pink Cadillac?

Never you mind the exit signs
We got lots of time
We can't quit 'til we get
To the other side

With the radio playin' our song
We keep rollin' on
Who knows how far a car can get
Before you think about slowin' on down

City traffic movin' way too slow
Drop the pedal and go... go... go!

Who's Zoomin' Who?

Oooh boy...uh, uh-huhh
Oh yeahhh....
You walked in on the sly
Scopin' for love
In the crowd, I caught your eye
You can't hide your stuff

You came to catch
You thought I'd be naive and tame
You met your match
But I beat you at your own game

Who's zoomin' who
Take another look, and tell me babe
Who's zoomin' who
Who's zoomin' who
Who's zoomin' who,
The fish jumped off the hook
Didn't I babe...who's zoomin' who
Yeah
Who's zoomin' who
Take another look
And tell me babe
Who's zoomin' who
Who's zoomin' who
Who's zoomin' who
The fish jumped off that hook oooh babe
Who's zoomin' who
Yeah-ah...Oooo

Guess you believed the world
Played by your rules
Here stands an experienced girl
I ain't nobody's fool...bump you

Don't speculate
You thought you had me covered, now boy
I've got your bait
But you're bound to be my lover...ohhh

Who's zoomin' who
Take another look and tell me babe
Who's zoomin' who, who's zoomin' who
Who's zoomin' who
The fish jumped off the hook
Didn't I babe...
Who's zoomin' who
Yeah, yeah, ohhh

Who's zoomin' who
Take another look
And tell me baby
Who's zoomin' who
Who's foolin' who
Who's zoomin' who
Well the fish jumped off that hook didn't I babe
Who's zoomin' who,
Oooh...

You think you're smooth
And you can pick and choose
When the time is right...
Just look behind, you'll be surprised to find
I'm gonna make you mine tonight
Oooh, yeahhh...
Ohhh, yeahhhhh...

Who's zoomin' who
Take another look and tell me babe
Who's zoomin' who
Well the fish jumped off the hook
Didn't I boy...
Who's zoomin' who

Take another look and tell me babe
Who's zoomin' who
Didn't I, didn't I, didn't I...ohhh
Who's zoomin' who
Take another look and tell me baby
Who's foolin' who
Who's zoomin' who

Take another look and tell be babe
Who's zoomin' who...yeah
Who's zoomin' who
Fish in the sea but they ain't me
Who's zoomin' who
Sure I'm right, yeah

Who's zoomin' who
Take another look and tell me boy
Who's zoomin' who
Who's zoomin' who

You will remember my name...
I'm the one who beat you at your game

Who's zoomin' who
Oh take another look and tell me sweet thing
Who's zoomin' who
Who's zoomin', who's foolin'
Who's zoomin', who's foolin'
Who's zoomin' who
Oooh, ooooh boy
Who's zoomin' who


Aretha and Annie Lennox from the video for "Sisters are Doing It For Themselves":

Which brings us to the next album by the Eurythmics: Be Yourself Tonight featured the group in a more rock/pop direction rather than the synth-pop sound that had been their forte. In fact, "new wave" was so firmly entrenched in pop music that it was no longer new. The message and music from the new album was much bolder, as in the semi-official anthem of female empowerment which featured Aretha Franklin on vocals:

Sisters Are Doing It For Themselves

Now there was a time when they used to say
That behind every - "great man."
There had to be a - "great woman."
But in these times of change you know
That it's no longer true.
So we're comin' out of the kitchen
'Cause there's somethin' we forgot to say to you (we say)

Sisters are doin' it for themselves.
Standin' on their own two feet.
And ringin' on their own bells.
Sisters are doin' it for themselves.

Now this is a song to celebrate
The conscious liberation of the female state!
Mothers - daughters and their daughters too.
Woman to woman
We're singin' with you.
The "inferior sex" got a new exterior
We got doctors, lawyers, politicians too.
Everybody - take a look around.
Can you see - can you see - can you see
There's a woman right next to you.

Chorus

Now we ain't makin' stories
And we ain't layin' plans
'Cause a man still loves a woman
And a woman still loves a man
(Just a same though)

Would I Lie To You?

Would I lie to you? Would I lie to you
honey?
Now would I say something that wasn't true?
I'm asking you
sugar
would I lie to you?

My friends know what's in store
I won't be here anymore.
I've packed my bags
I've cleaned the floor

Watch we walkin'
walkin' out the door.

Believe me
I'll make it
make it

Believe me
I'll make it
make it.
Would I lie to you? Would I lie to you
honey? . . .

Tell you straight
no intenrention

to your face
no deception.
You're the biggest fake
that much is true

Had all I can take
now I'm leaving you.
Believe me
I'll make it
make it
oh yes
I will

Believe me
I'll make it
make it.
Would I lie to you? Would I lie to you
honey? . . .

Would I lie to you? Would I lie to you
honey? . ..
My friends know what's in store
I won't be here anymore. . . .
Believe me
watch me
watch me -
Believe me
watch me
watch me.
Would I lie to you? Would I lie to you? Would I lie to you?
Would I lie to you? Would I lie to you? Would I lie to you?

:banana: :mango

Elton John released his album Ice On Fire in 1985.

http://www.poplyrics.net/waiguo/eltonjohn/ice_on_fire.jpg

Ice On Fire yielded a decent hit in "Wrap Her Up," thanks to callback falsetto vocals from George Michael. The big hit from this album, though, was "Nikita." Written in response to calls for another song like "Daniel," and also written to emphasize Elton's new heterosexual lifestyle (he married German recording engineer Renate Blauel in 1984), Bernie Taupin concocted a song about an Englishman in love with an East German girl and pining for her, hoping for the day when the "guns and gates" of Communism no longer imprison her. The video - directed by, of all people, Ken Russell - also stressed Elton's new heterosexual image, showing him dancing with a very attractive young woman.

As it turned out, ironically, "Nikita" more than satisfied the public's desire for another song like "Daniel," a song about brotherly love. For what Elton, Bernie Taupin, and even Ken Russell failed to realize was that Nikita is. . .

a man's name!

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This is Nikita Khrushchev, the Soviet leader from 1953 to 1964 and runner-up behind J. Edgar Hoover in the William Frawley look-alike contest.

Ain't he purty? :lol: :lol:

:mango :banana:

Oh, how people would soon forget!! A generation of music fans would know the name Nikita only from the Elton song, and the USA TV show La Femme Nikita, ignoring the fact that Nikita Khrushchev was the biggest shoe-banging threat to world peace only 25 years before. Funny how people at the height of the Cold War would forget that...

ELTON JOHN!!! :clap:



OH and what about The Breakfast Club?

And yes, The Breakfast Club was another great classic John Hughes movie featuring Molly Ringwald, Anthony Michael Hall, Judd Nelson, Emilio Estevez, and Ally Sheedy as a varied group of soshes and outcasts who spend Saturday morning in detention and learn to accept each other in spite of their differences. The one highlight of the movie was the song by Simple Minds (after Bryan Ferry turned down the chance to sing on it), which became the band's biggest hit:

Don't You (Forget About Me

Hey, hey, hey ,hey
Ohhh...

Won't you come see about me?
I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby

Tell me your troubles and doubts
Giving me everything inside and out and
Love's strange so real in the dark
Think of the tender things that we were working on

Slow change may pull us apart
When the light gets into your heart, baby

Don't You Forget About Me
Don't Don't Don't Don't
Don't You Forget About Me

Will you stand above me?
Look my way, never love me
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling
Down, down, down

Will you recognise me?
Call my name or walk on by
Rain keeps falling, rain keeps falling
Down, down, down, down

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Ohhhh.....

Don't you try to pretend
It's my feeling we'll win in the end
I won't harm you or touch your defenses
Vanity and security

Don't you forget about me
I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby
Going to take you apart
I'll put us back together at heart, baby

Don't You Forget About Me
Don't Don't Don't Don't
Don't You Forget About Me

As you walk on by
Will you call my name?
As you walk on by
Will you call my name?
When you walk away

Or will you walk away?
Will you walk on by?
Come on - call my name
Will you all my name?

I say :
La la la...

Perhaps Bryan Ferry was too busy on his first post-Roxy Music
solo album to consider contributing to the movie. He had a flourishing solo career while in Roxy Music, but now here was his chance to continue the danceable music featured on Avalon, with his album Boys and Girls.

Slave to Love

Tell her I'll be waiting
In the usual place
With the tired and weary
And there's no escape

To need a woman
You've got to know
How the strong get weak
And the rich get poor

You're running with me
Don't touch the ground
We're restless hearted
Not the chained and bound

The sky is burning
A sea of flame
Though your world is changing
I will be the same

The storm is breaking
Or so it seems
We're too young to reason
Too grown up to dream

Now spring is turning
Your face to mine
I can hear your laughter
I can see your smile
No-I can't escape
I'm a slave to love

He played this song at Live Aid at Wembley with David Gilmour on guitar:

Sensation

Never seem to touch
I didn´t feel enough
Motivation
Then I heard you call
Then I need it all
Never been in love
Never needed much
Complication
Then I hear you call
And I need it all
Where beat goes on
There you´ve been and gone
When I hear your name
Will I feel the same
Sensation

Don't Stop the Dance

Mama says truth is all that matters
Lyin' 'n' deceiving is a sin
Drifting through a world that's torn and tattered
Every thought I have don't mean a thing

Don't stop, don't stop the dance
No, more music, don't stop the dance

Mama says love is all that matters
Beauty should be deeper than your skin
Living for the moment - lips and lashes
will I ever find my way again

Don't stop, don't stop the dance
No, more music, don't stop the dance
Don't stop, don't stop the dance

Don't stop, don't stop the dance

Mama says only stormy weather
Don't know why there's no sun in the sky
Footsteps in the dark come together
Got to keep on movin' or I'll die

Don't stop, don't stop the dance
No, more music, don't stop the dance
Don't stop, don't stop the dance
No, more music, don't stop the dance
Don't stop, don't stop the dance

Bryan Ferry at Live Aid:

Originally posted by Steve M.
With Madonna's inexplicable and undeserved success - seven million copies of her second album were sold in 1985 - some folks, mainly college kids, looked about for an anti-Madonna, a woman who could write meaningful songs and play them with a real backing band - not just a bunch of hacks with computerized instruments - and who didn't have to prostitute herself in videos to sell her music. They quickly found one in Suzanne Vega, a New York singer-songwriter whose music recalled the heady days of the Manhattan urban folk scene of the sixties.

http://www.stnspages.com/vega/suve.jpg

Vega's self-titled debut album was released in 1985. I was very impressed with Suzanne Vega's first album and Marlene on the Wall in 1985.:cool:

1985 saw the release of the album by John Lennon's firstborn son, Julian Lennon: the album Valotte, which made some magazines speculate if he would be as big as his late father and his band. Not quite. He had the look and vocal style like his dad, but he had a long way to go to capture the magical songwriting talent of his father. He was a serviceable singer and lyricist, but...very safe. Just perfect for the mid-80's.

Valotte

Sitting on the doorstep of the house I can't afford
I can feel you there
Thinking of a reason, well, it's really not very hard
to love you even though you nearly lost my heart
How can I explain the meaning of our love
It fits so tight, closer than a glove

[ Chorus ]

Sitting on a pebble by the river playing guitar
Wonderin' if we're really ever gonna get that far
Do you know there's something wrong
'Cause I've felt it all along

I can see you face in the mirrors of my mind
Will you still be there
We're really not so clever as we seem to think we are
We've always got our troubles
So we'll solve them at the bar
The days go by, we seem to drift apart
If I could only find a way to keep hold of your heart

[ Repeat chorus ]

Sitting in the valley as I watch the sun go down
I can see you there
Thinking of a reason, well, it's really not very hard
to love you even though you nearly lost my heart
When will we know when the change is gonna come
I've got a good feeling and it's coming from the sun

Sitting on a pebble by the river playing guitar
Wonderin' if we're really ever gonna get that far
Do you know there's something wrong
We'll stick together 'cause we're strong

Julian Lennon was born at the very start of Beatlemania in 1963, and their manager Brian Epstein tried to supress the public's knowledge of John Lennon's wife and baby, trying to make record buyers think they were eligible bachelors, but the public in fact loved the thought of John as a father.

Too Late For Goodbyes

Ever since you've been leaving me
I've been wanting to cry
Now i know how it feels for you
I've been wanting to die
But it's much too late for goodbyes
Yes it's much too late for goodbyes
Time has gone since i've been with you
We've been starting to die
Now it seems you don't care for me
And i don't understand why
But it's much too late for goodbyes
Yes it's much too late for goodbyes

Ever since you've been far away
I've been wanting to fly
Now i know what you meant to me
I'm the one who should cry
And it's much too late for goodbyes
Yes it's much too late for goodbyes

Ever since you've been leaving me
I've been wanting to cry
Now i know how it feels for you
I've been wanting to die
But it's much too late for goodbyes
Yes it's much too late for goodbyes

Ooh... ah.....

Dit dit dit dit doo
Ba da ba da ba da ba... ba
Ba ba ba ba ba... ba ba ba ba ba... ba

And things could not get any better with the release of Jefferson Starship's Knee Deep in the Hoopla, which featured the #1 song in the world--"We Built This City"--which, according to some after watching the video, made many think they were knee deep in something...;)

We Built This City

We built this city we built this city on rock an' roll
Built this city we built this city on rock an' roll

Say you don't know me or recognize my face
Say you don't care who goes to that kind of place
Knee deep in the hoopla sinking in your fight
Too many runaways eating up the night

BRIDGE
Marconi plays the mamba listen to the radio
Don't you remember
We built this city we built this city on rock an' roll

REPEAT CHORUS

Someone's always playing corporation games
Who cares they're always changing corporation names
We just want to dance here someone stole the stage
They call us irresponsible write us off the page

REPEAT BRIDGE

REPEAT CHORUS

It's just another Sunday in a tired old street
Police have got the choke hold oh and we just lost the beat

Who counts the money underneath the bar
Who rides the wrecking ball into our guitars
Don't tell us you need us 'cos we're just simple fools
Looking for America crawling through your schools

(I'm looking out over that Golden Gate bridge
Out on a gorgeous sunny Saturday I've seen that bumper-to-bumper traffic)

Don't you remember (remember)

(Here's your favorite radio station in your favorite radio city
The city by the bay the city that rocks the city that never sleeps)

REPEAT BRIDGE

REPEAT CHORUS TWICE

(We built we built this city) built this city (we built we built this city)
REPEAT TO FADE


:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango

This is a halfway decent song:

Sara

go now don't look back we've drawn the line
move on it's no good to go back in time

I'll never find another girl like you, for happy endings it takes two
we're fire and ice, the dream won't come true

Sara, Sara, storms are brewin' in your eyes
Sara, Sara, no time is a good time for goodbyes

danger, in the game when the stakes are high
branded, my heart was branded while my senses stood by

I'll never find another girl like you, for happy endings it takes two
we're fire and ice, the dream won't come true

Sara, Sara, storms are brewin' in your eyes
Sara, Sara, no time is a good time oh
Sara, Sara, storms are brewin' in your eyes
Sara, Sara, no time is a good time for goodbyes

('cause Sara) loved me, like no one ever loved me before
(and Sara) hurt me, no one could ever hurt me more
(and Sara) Sara
(and Sara) nobody loved me anymore

I'll never find another girl like you
we're fire and ice, the dream won't come true

Sara, Sara, no time is a good time oh

Sara, Sara, storms are brewin' in your eyes
Sara, Sara, no time is a good time for goodbyes

Sara, Sara, storms are brewing in your eyes
Sara, Sara, no time is a good time, no
oh Sara, why did it, why did it, why did it all fall apart


Paul Kantner and Grace Slick live:

One 60's artist who made a triumphant return in the 80's (and DIDN'T change his sound) was John Fogerty, the man behind the legendary Creedence Clearwater Revival, who released Centerfield, an album full of straight up rock and roll. In fact, the sad fact is that industry bigwigs attempted to sue him for plagiarizing--would you believe??--Creedence Clearwater Revival! :eek: :rolleyes: Fogerty had a few words to say about that. But why bother, he let the music speak for itself.

Centerfield

Well, beat the drum and hold the phone - the sun came out today!
We're born again, there's new grass on the field.
A-roundin' third, and headed for home, it's a brown-eyed handsome man;
Anyone can understand the way I feel.

CHORUS:
Oh, put me in, Coach - I'm ready to play today;
Put me in, Coach - I'm ready to play today;
Look at me, I can be Centerfield.

Well, I spent some time in the Mudville Nine, watchin' it from the bench;
You know I took some lumps when the Mighty Casey struck out.
So Say Hey Willie, tell Ty Cobb and Joe DiMaggio;
Don't say it ain't so , you know the time is now.

CHORUS

Yeah! I got it, I got it!

Got a beat-up glove, a homemade bat, and brand-new pair of shoes;
You know I think it's time to give this game a ride.
Just to hit the ball and touch 'em all - a moment in the sun;
(pop) It's gone and you can tell that one goodbye!

CHORUS
CHORUS
Yeah!

Here is the one song that drew the most comparisons to CCR. But who cares, it's a great song:

The Old Man Down the Road

He take the thunder from the mountain
He take a lightning from the sky
He bring a strong man to his begging knee
He make the young girl's mama cry.

You got to hidey-hide
You got to jump and run
You got to hidey-hidey-hide
The old man is down the road...

He got the voices speakin' riddles
He got the eye as black as coal
He got a suitcase covered with rattlesnake hide
And he stands right in the road.

You got to hidey-hide
You got to jump up run away
You got to hidey-hidey-hide
The old man is down the road.

(Guitar Solo 1)

He make the river call your lover
He make the barking of the hound
Put a shadow 'cross the window
When the old man comes around.

You got to hidey-hide
You got to jump and run again
You got to hidey-hidey-hide
The old man is down the road

The old man is down the road.

(Guitar Solo 2)

You got to, you got to, you got to hidey-hidey-hide.

(end)

Originally posted by "Weird" Jack Wilso-vic
ELTON JOHN!!! :clap:

I dig him too! :)


OH and what about The Breakfast Club?

Judd Nelson dragged the whole picture down! Though I liked that janitor's line, "When I was a kid, I wanted to be John Lennon!" :) :lol:

Originally posted by Steve M.
I dig him too! :)




Judd Nelson dragged the whole picture down! Though I liked that janitor's line, "When I was a kid, I wanted to be John Lennon!" :) :lol: Me too!:D Awesome!:D



LOL yeah! That was a good line! :lol:

Also in 1985, a British pop duo both guys came out. Their names : Roland Orzabal and Curt Smith , we know them as Tears for Fears , they made an album called Songs From the Big Chair one of these "songs form the big chair";) became a hit


Everybody Wants to Rule the World
Welcome to your life
There's no turning back
Even while we sleep
We will find you acting on your best behavior
Turn your back on Mother Nature
Everybody wants to rule the world.

It's my own design
It's my own remorse
Help me to decide
Help me make the most
Of freedom and of pleasure
Nothing ever lasts forever
Everybody wants to rule the world.

There's a room where the light won't find you
Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down
When they do I'll be right behind you.
So glad we've almost made it
So sad they had to fade it
Everybody wants to rule the world.

I can't stand this indecision
Married with a lack of vision
Everybody wants to rule the world
Say that you'll never never never never need it
One headline why believe it?
Everybody wants to rule the world.

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Originally posted by Captain ABlairica
And things could not get any better with the release of Jefferson Starship's Knee Deep in the Hoopla, which featured the #1 song in the world--"We Built This City"--which, according to some after watching the video, made many think they were knee deep in something...;)

Bernie Taupin wrote the lyrics to this song. And no one still knows what he was talking about! :lol: Martin Page wrote the music. They also wrote "These Dreams" for Heart.

One correction: After the 1984 album Nuclear Furniture, Paul Kantner - the last original member from the original Jefferson Airplane - left Jefferson Starship, effectively ending the band. So Grace Slick (who replaced Signe Anderson in the original Airplane) and her cronies simply continued under an abreivated name -Starship!

And yes, after hearing "We Built This City" (I never saw the video), I figured they were deeper than knee deep in something a little more, er, pungent than hoopla!

Oh, dem golden eighties!

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango

Another hit from the same album , not yell, not scream, not holler....


Shout



CHORUS
Shout
Shout
Let it all out
These are the things I can do without
Come On
I'm talking to you
Come on
(repeat)

In violent times
You shouldn't have to sell your soul
In black and white
They really really ought to know
Those one track minds
That took you for a working boy
Kiss them goodbye
You shouldn't have to jump for joy
You shouldn't have to jump for joy

CHORUS

They gave you life
And in return you gave them hell
As cold as ice
I hope we live to tell the tale
I hope we live to tell the tale

CHORUS(x2)

And when you've taken down your guard
If I could change your mind
I'd really love to break your heart
I'd really love to break your heart

CHORUS

Originally posted by "Weird" Jack Wilso-vic
Also in 1985, a British pop duo both guys came out. Their names : Roland Orzabal and Curt Smith , we know them as Tears for Fears , they made an album called Songs From the Big Chair one of these "songs form the big chair";) became a hit.

Their greatest achievement was discovering Oleta Adams! I'll get to her in the nineties thread (her debut album was released in 1990).

Originally posted by Steve M.
Their greatest achievement was discovering Oleta Adams! I'll get to her in the nineties thread (her debut album was released in 1990). Cool! Ok! Thatll be awesome, I love tears for Fears :lol:

1985 was a very so-so year IMO, the highs just weren't up there with those from 81-84, 86-87 and 89 (most of the best stuff from 88 were 1987 holdovers)

There were a few great albums that year tho, like Prince's Around The World In A Day and Eurythmics' Be Yourself Tonight.

Probably the biggest highlight of 1985 was that it was the year that confirmed what some people in here don't want to admit... that Madonna became OUR GENERATION'S Elvis/Beatles in 1985. However, except for Dress You Up and Into The Groove, her Like A Virgin album/era was perhaps her worst.

All in all, 1985 was just an average year, the years sandwiching it were superior

Originally posted by Steve M.
I dig him too! :)




Judd Nelson dragged the whole picture down! Though I liked that janitor's line, "When I was a kid, I wanted to be John Lennon!" :) :lol: What was wrong with Judd Nelson?

"Fix me a turkey pot pie!!"

:lol:

Originally posted by BuffySlayer79
1985 was a very so-so year IMO, the highs just weren't up there with those from 81-84, 86-87 and 89 (most of the best stuff from 88 were 1987 holdovers)

There were a few great albums that year tho, like Prince's Around The World In A Day and Eurythmics' Be Yourself Tonight.

Probably the biggest highlight of 1985 was that it was the year that confirmed what some people in here don't want to admit... that Madonna became OUR GENERATION'S Elvis/Beatles in 1985. However, except for Dress You Up and Into The Groove, her Like A Virgin album/era was perhaps her worst.

All in all, 1985 was just an average year, the years sandwiching it were superior Yep, 1985 was the year where it was hip to be square!

Originally posted by Captain ABlairica
What was wrong with Judd Nelson?

"Fix me a turkey pot pie!!"

:lol: :lol:

Actually, I did mention Tears For Fears coming out in 1983 with The Hurting album. But, yes, Songs From the Big Chair was their big commercial breakthrough.

Originally posted by Captain ABlairica
Actually, I did mention Tears For Fears coming out in 1983 with The Hurting album. But, yes, Songs From the Big Chair was their big commercial breakthrough. Yup


I think all their biggest hits were the "songs from the big chair";)

At the beginning of his disastrous Live Aid set, Bob Dylan offered up an idea that got garbled by his lousy microphone - that maybe some of the money raised for Africa should be used to help the family farmers of America struggling through the worst agricultural depression in half a century. Two fellas named Willie Nelson and John Mellencamp somehow got wind of Dylan's comments and collectively thought, "Hmm, now there's an idea!" :)

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The first Farm Aid concert, put together by Nelson and Mellencamp, was held in Champaign, Illinois, in September 1985. Unlike Live Aid, which was a feel-good Hollywood/London-jive affair with all the sincerity of a Jerry Lewis telethon, Farm Aid became an annual (later semi-annual) event that Nelson and Mellencamp have been devoted heartland and soul to for nearly twenty years. :cool:

The first Farm Aid show featured Dylan, of course, as well as Neil Young, Billy Joel (who performed "Only The Good Die Young" with help from Randy Newman - makes sense!), and of course Nelson and Mellencamp. Also there were Van Halen, with Sammy Hagar debuting as their new frontman, where they played an explosive cover of Led Zeppelin's "Rock and Roll."

Originally posted by BuffySlayer79
Probably the biggest highlight of 1985 was that it was the year that confirmed what some people in here don't want to admit... that Madonna became OUR GENERATION'S Elvis/Beatles in 1985.

That's not my fault! :mad: If Madonna was my generation's Elvis, credit it to MTV (which created Madonna and destroyed rock and roll) and cynical marketing techniques (ditto). I mean, she was the reason alternative rock had to happen!

By the way, my generation's John F. Kennedy was Gary Hart. This is yet another reason why I can't stand my fellow eighties children. :p

1985 was a big year for Bob Dylan. In addition to spiritually siring Farm Aid and playing at both that and Live Aid, and issuing an updated version of his 1973 lyrics book Writings and Drawings (retitled Lyircs - 1962-1985), he released his twenty-first album, Empire Burlesque.

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This album completed Dylan's bid to contemporize his sound and his lyrical style, which he had begun with Infidels in 1983. Some critics called Empire Burlesque Dylan's best album in a decade. His skills at making promotional videos, though, left a great deal to be desired, as the video for "Tight Connection To My Heart" proved.

What was the reason for that blue Mohawk tumbling down the stairs, anyway? :lol:

And then, of course, to top it all off. . . .

Bob Dylan celebrated his career with a box set retrospective, Biograph.

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Comprised of familiar hits, rare releases, and previously unreleased material, Biograph, which was launched at a party David Bowie threw for Dylan at the Whitney Museum in New York, became the first of dozens - later, hundreds! - of retrospective box sets the recording industry would put out - normally in time for Christmas, of course. Biograph was available on vinyl, cassette, and compact disc, but many future box sets would be issued in CD only, as the infant format proved to be perfect for this new kind of retrospective medium.

Critics found Biograph formless and uncomprehensive of Dylan's output, but it still sold like hotcakes. And, for those who just couldn't get enough, an Italian bootlegger put out a ten-LP box set of then-unreleased Dylan material called Ten Of Swords. And it still wasn't enough.

Originally posted by Steve M.
That's not my fault! :mad: If Madonna was my generation's Elvis, credit it to MTV (which created Madonna and destroyed rock and roll) and cynical marketing techniques (ditto). I mean, she was the reason alternative rock had to happen!

By the way, my generation's John F. Kennedy was Gary Hart. This is yet another reason why I can't stand my fellow eighties children. :p Boy, Madonna sure was some eye candy, but....The Elvis/Beatles of the 80's....??:confused:

I still say Ozzy was the Elvis of the 80's and Poison was the Beatles of the 80's.

:lol:

Head Over Heels

I wanted to be with you alone
And talk about the weather
But traditions I can trace against the child in your face
Won't escape my attention
You keep your distance fear the system of touch
And gentle persuasion
I'm lost in admiration that I need you this much
Oh, you're wasting my time
You're just wasting time

Something happens and I'm head over heels
I never find out till I'm head over heels
Something happens and I'm head over heels
Ah don't take my heart
Don't break my heart
Don't throw it away

I made a fire and watching it burn
Thought of your future
With one foot in the past now just how long will it last
No no no have you no ambition
My mother and my brothers used to breathe in clean air (Changes
with those...)
And dreaming I'm a doctor (They can't stop...)
It's hard to be a man when there's a gun in your hand
Oh I feel so...

Something happens and I'm head over heels

And this my four leaf clover
I'm on the line, one open mind
This is my four leaf clover
In my minds eye
One little boy, one little man
Funny how, time flies

Like the previous song "Shout", the next song was about a big concern of the duo--the threat of nuclear war:

Mothers Talk

My features form with a change in the weather
Weekend
We can work it out
My features form with a change in the weather
Weekend
We can work it out

When the wind blows
When the mothers talk
When the wind blows
When the wind blows
When the mothers talk
When the wind blows
We can work it out

It's not that you're not good enough
It's just that we can make you better
Given that you pay the price
We can keep you young and tender
Following in the footsteps of a funeral pyre
You were paid not listen now your house is on fire
Wake me up when things get started
When everything starts to happen

My features form with a change in the weather
Some of us horrified
Others never talk about it
But when the weather starts to burn
Then you'll know that you're in trouble
Following in the footsteps of a soldier girl
It is time to put your clothes on and to face the world
Don't you feel your luck is changing
When everything starts to happen
Put your head right next to my heart
The beat of the drum is the fear of the dark
My features form with a change in the weather

One of the big proponents of Farm Aid, John Cougar Mellencamp,
released an album with the title song focusing on the plight of the
American family farmer and his dwindling way of life threatened by corporate interests: the album was Scarecrow. Apparently the man who seemed to give America the "boost" during the nation's New Patriotism fever a year ago had harsh words to say about the forces that now controlled his country's beleagured heartland.

Rain On the Scarecrow

scarecrow on a wooden cross blackbird in the barn
Four hundred empty acres that used to be my farm
I grew up like my daddy did my grandpa cleared this land
When i was five i walked the fence while grandpa held my hand

Chorus:
Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow
This land fed a nation this land made me proud
And son i'm just sorry there's no legacy for you now
Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow

The crops we grew last summer weren't enough to pay the loans
Couldn't buy the seed to plant this spring and the farmers bank foreclosed
Called my old friend schepman up to auction off the land
He said john it's just my job and i hope you understand
Hey calling it your job ol' hoss sure don't make it right
But if you want me to i'll say a prayer for your soul tonight
And grandma's on the front porch swing with a bible in her hand
Sometimes i hear her singing "take me to the promised land"
When you take away a man's dignity he can't work his fields and cows

There'll be blood on the scarecrow blood on the plow
Blood on the scarecrow blood on the plow

Well there's ninety-seven crosses planted in the courthouse yard
Ninety-seven families who lost ninety-seven farms
I think about my grandpa and my neighbors and my name
And some nights i feel like dyin' like that scarecrow in the rain

Chorus:
Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow
This land fed a nation this land made me proud
And son i'm just sorry they're just memories for you now
Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow

Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow
This land fed a nation this land made me so proud
And son i'm just sorry they're just memories for you now
Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow

R.O.C.K. in the U.S.A. (A Tribute to 60's Rock)

They come from the cities
And they come from the smaller towns
Beat up cars with guitars and drummers
Goin crack boom bam

Chorus:
R.o.c.k. in the U.S.A.
R.o.c.k. in the U.S.A.
R.o.c.k. in the U.S.A., yeah, yeah!
Rockin' in the U.S.A.

Said goodbye to their families
Said goodbye to their friends
With pipe dreams in their heads
And very little money in their hands
Some are black and some are white
Ain't too proud to sleep on the floor tonight
With the blind faith of Jesus you know that they just might, be
Rockin' in the U.SA.
Hey!

Voices from nowhere
And voices from the larger towns
Filled our head full of dreams
Turned the world upside down

There was Frankie Lyman-Bobby Fuller-Mitch Ryder
(they were rockin')
Jackie Wilson-Shangra-las-Young Rascals
(they were rockin')
Spotlight on Martha Reeves
Let's don't forget James Brown
Rockin' in the U.S.A.
Rockin' in the U.S.A.
Hey!

Chorus:
R.o.c.k. in the U.S.A.
R.o.c.k. in the U.S.A.
R.o.c.k. in the U.S.A., yeah, yeah!
Rockin' in the U.S.A.


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Lonely Ol' Night

She calls me up and says baby it's a lonely ol' night
I don't know I'm just so scared and lonely all at the same time
Nobody told us it was gonna work out this way
No, no, no, no, no
I guess they knew we'd work it out in our own way

Chorus
It's a lonely ol' night
Can I put my arms around you
It's a lonely ol' night
Custom made for two lonely people like me and you

Radio playing softly some singer's sad sad song
He's singing about standing in the shadows of love
I guess he feels awfully alone
She says I know exactly what he means
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And it's a sad, sad feeling when you're living on
those in-betweens
But it's okay

Chorus

She calls me Baby She calls everybody Baby
It's a lonely ol' night but ain't they all

Chorus

Clip from the Lonely Ol Night video:

Small Town

Well I was born in a small town
And I live in a small town
Prob'ly die in a small town
Oh, those small communities

All my friends are so small town
My parents live in the same small town
My job is so small town
Provides little opportunity

Educated in a small town
Taught the fear of Jesus in a small town
Used to daydream in that small town
Another boring romantic that's me

But I've seen it all in a small town
Had myself a ball in a small town
Married an L.A. doll and brought her to this small town
Now she's small town just like me

No I cannot forget where it is that I come from
I cannot forget the people who love me
Yeah, I can be myself here in this small town
And people let me be just what I want to be

Got nothing against a big town
Still hayseed enough to say
Look who's in the big town
But my bed is in a small town
Oh, and that's good enough for me

Well I was born in a small town
And I can breathe in a small town
Gonna die in this small town
And that's prob'ly where they'll bury me

Another familiar face of the new yupwardly mobile rock of 1985 was Robert Palmer, who had made the biggest commercial splash since 1979's "Bad Case of Loving You" single: his album Riptide featured his hit "Addicted to Love".

Addicted to Love

Your lights are on, but you’re not home
Your mind is not your own
Your heart sweats, your body shakes
Another kiss is what it takes

You can’t sleep, you can’t eat
There’s no doubt, you’re in deep
Your throat is tight, you can’t breathe
Another kiss is all you need

Whoa, you like to think that you’re immune to the stuff, oh
Yeah

It’s closer to the truth to say you can’t get enough, you
Know you’re

Gonna have to face it, you’re addicted to love

You see the signs, but you can’t read
You’re runnin’ at a different speed
You heart beats in double time
Another kiss and you’ll be mine, a one track mind

You can’t be saved
Oblivion is all you crave
If there’s some left for you
You don’t mind if you do

Whoa, you like to think that you’re immune to the stuff, oh
Yeah

It’s closer to the truth to say you can’t get enough, you
Know you’re

Gonna have to face it, you’re addicted to love

Might as well face it, you’re addicted to love
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to love
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to love
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to love
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to love

Guitar solo (once around)

Your lights are on, but you’re not home
Your will is not your own
You’re heart sweats and teeth grind
Another kiss and you’ll be mine

Whoa, you like to think that you’re immune to the stuff, oh
Yeah

It’s closer to the truth to say you can’t get enough, you
Know you’re

Gonna have to face it, you’re addicted to love

Might as well face it, you’re addicted to love
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to love
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to love
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to love
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to love