My daughter told me a while back some of her friends at school had discovered my blog. Surprisingly enough, they are still her friends. Should any of these friends happen to read this post, they will more than likely have no idea what the fuck I’m talking about. I will not be deterred. I want my MTV.
Now, I’m not talking about the MTV of pregnant teenagers and other reality nonsense. I’m talking about the MTV of the ’80s. MTV in its prime. Music videos, baby!
My bestie has been bragging for months about her fancy pants streaming service. I myself being firmly tied to satellite TV and resistant to change have been waffling on cutting the cord for at least two years. For reals. I have asked my friend numerous questions about making the switch—often the same questions over and over. She has been very patient with me.
Finally, the proverbial straw that broke the camel’s back happened. I got my bill last month and it had almost doubled. I was not even getting ESPN or the NFL Network. Fuck that. I cut the cord and got a streaming service that also includes live TV.
While I’m happy to have sports back (my husband is overjoyed), what I’m most excited about is the 80s videos channel my pal has been bragging about for quite some time. I’m here to tell you, she may have been downplaying how awesome it truly is. Just today I saw Weird Al Yankovic, Milli Vanilli, Annie Lennox, INXS, Bananarama and the uber delicious Terrance Trent D’Arby. Holy cow. I forgot how hot that man was. I thought I was going to have to take a break from work to recoup from that video.
I work from home and I have two monitors in my office. For the last two days, I have had the 80s videos rolling on my big monitor. It has been epic, although maybe a little distracting. I feel like I am 11 again sitting in front of the TV at my Granny’s (we did not have cable at home) waiting for Thriller to play. I honestly can’t wait to see what is going to come on next.
Can we pause here for a minute and talk about how sexy Kim Carnes was in the Bette Davis Eyes video? I hope my husband had a crush on her in the 80s. She was foxy AF and that voice. Shew.
Watching these glorious mini-movies makes me sad for the youth of today. How are they surviving without this joy? Not to mention the patience. I’m a pretty patient person and I believe this trait was firmly established in my youth whilst waiting for my favorite videos to play. I would wait hours for Tina Turner, Bon Jovi or George Michael. I also remember how excited I got for Prince. That man oozed sex. I was too young to understand it fully, but I knew I wanted whatever he was selling.
I realize I’m totally romanticizing the music of my youth. My daughter would think these videos are super cheesy. They are. I don’t care. I’m having such a good time with them on in the background. As I’m typing this, I’m jamming to Pour Some Sugar on Me, or as my husband’s little brother used to call it, “That Possum Sugar Song.” Hilarious.
I may get tired of the videos throughout my day, but I seriously doubt it. I love how they are simultaneously simple and grand. I love hearing (and seeing) songs I have not thought about in decades. To quote one of my MTV favorites, Sabastian Bach of Skid Row, “I guess I watch more MTV than you do. I’m a junkie for it.”
*Side note: I could live to be 100 and still not understand why Dan Aykroyd is in the We are the World video. Yeah, yeah, I get the Blues Brothers connection, but it is still fucking weird. Nevertheless, that song and video give me life!
Angela Traver
What is this blog about? Well, it's a general blog, but it is also a very specific blog. If you get that reference, you get a gold star! I have been a public relations professional and writer of press releases for more than 20 years—primarily in the booze biz. I decided to do some writing for fun and embrace the humor that gets me through most days. Hopefully it will make you chuckle—or at least smile. I’m a certified crazy magnet, and more than a little nutty myself, so buckle up. Also, I have two vices—profanity and red wine/whiskey. You’ve been warned. It should also be noted, that I’m a HUGE Bob & Sheri fan. I’ve been a listener for more than 20 years. This opportunity is a dream come true and it may have made me cry. That being said, I cry at everything. If you are into booze, dogs, food and/or knitting, hit me up on Instagram, Facebook or Twitter (although I’m terrible at Twitter and it scares me) @kyspiritsgal. You can also find all my previous blog posts at www.kyspiritsgal.com.
