Just Can’t Get Enough Pt. 17

If you’ve been around for a while, you’ll know it’s no secret that I really, really love 80’s music. Growing up, it was always playing: on MTV, in the car and in so many movies I watched. When I hit my pre-teens my oldest sister urged on my learning by testing (and occasionally chastising me) my knowledge. Despite the fact that I was definitely born in the 90’s, growing up in rural Wisconsin in the early 90’s was more like growing up in the tail end of the 80’s.

My love spreads from British indie to the best of American power ballads. When I visit home, I make sure ever Wednesday we go to a bar in the city that hosts an 80’s night (which includes music so loud you can’t talk to anyone all with accompanying music videos). So if I’m being completely honest, I get a bit miffed when I hear a song for the first time and I learn that it’s a hit that somehow managed to escape my knowledge.

Please welcome the newest song in my 80’s affection: Steel Breeze’s 1982 single, “You Don’t Want Me Anymore.”

Embarrassingly, I first heard this song on my Spotify “Discover Weekly” playlist. This is a feature of the app that I usually only find useful for remembering songs, not actually “discovering” anything. But as soon as that excessively-loud synth hit, I knew I was in love. God, nothing gets me like a cheesy synth line.

The single, which reached #16 on the Billboard, war apparently was the last single to be produced by The Kit Fowley. Wikipedia even says so. Though, you’d think a man with that career would maybe know to tune down the synth a touch, but I’m glad he didn’t. And as far as Steel Breeze goes, the Sacramento band went a more independent route after their debut. Wherever they are now, I hope they’re living the dream.

But just watch that music video. If the synth wasn’t enough, it’s that incredibly strange, nonsensical (and apparently popular) music video that gets to me. I have no idea what the hell it means, but I sure someone will one day write the story behind this little beauty.

Are they running away from fans after a show? Then why is the driver so confused? Are they stealing that limo? Do Victorians help us understand our own contemporary lives easier? When was bowling invented?

Anyway, I miss the days when no one knew what to do with music videos. Precious, more innocent times.

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