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October 27, 2007
The 10 Most Terrifyingly Inspirational ’80s Songs. Not a bad list and complete with videos. I have a strange relationship with this stuff. On the one hand as a child of the 80s this was part of my osmosis (can you say “my osmosis?”) but on the other hand I’m not American and was never really into it. I do like a bit of Boston though. via Ben

It’s a terrible thing to hear More Than a Feeling come to a stuttering halt as your housemate’s boombox chews up your Boston tape. I was so incensed I stabbed it in the speaker with a breadknife. Who doesn’t love a bit of Boston?
Around the time this stuff came out, I was 10 and listening to Buddy Holly. Nuff said.