If you know nothing else about me, know this: I like to move it, move it. I don’t care how and I don’t care when. My parts must jiggle. My heart must pound. My sweaty ponytail must swirl.
But since my stupid hospital stay, I’ve had to take it easy, or my back will crumble to dust. This makes JD sad.
One day, not long after I came home from the hospital, I joined Dave for breakfast in front of the TV.
Dave was also sad that day. “I wish there was something good on at this time. They used to have ‘Big Valley’ and then ‘I Dream of Jeannie.’” He stirred his oatmeal bitterly.
“Check VH1 Clasics,” I suggested.
Aw, YEAH! 80s videos!
Dave wasn’t that excited to see Belinda Carlisle’s “Mad About You,” but I was, because remember? That was when she lost all that weight and got the cute haircut plus stylish clothes and a hunky husband who just happens to be the son of James Mason, whom I had a crush on for many years, PLUS it’s a good song. A gentle bouncing overcame me. My ponytail stirred a bit.
Oh, man, then came the Scorpions, “Rock You Like a Hurricane“!!! AIR GUITAR! From the sofa, of course.
Dave finished his breakfast and headed off to work. I wasn’t going anywhere. My cereal bowl went unnoticed as I perched forward, toes tapping and head swaying, waiting for the next video. The sense of nostalgia was only somewhat ruined by the constant screen pop-ups asking me to “make this song your ringtone.”
Next up: “Tenderness” by General Public. I could no longer stay seated. I bopped carefully to the song (think old-lady knee lifts). I can do this all morning! but then a Debbie Gibson video came on, and I returned to the sofa.
That morning I “rocked” out to:
Duran Duran “Girls on Film.” YES! It’s hard to keep from popping your hips on this one. Is this on my iPod? No? WHY?
Depeche Mode “Personal Jesus.” CRAP! Sorry, Jesus. But it’s kinda slow. Cue squats and lunges.
Madonna “Like a Virgin.” A good stretching song.
I might’ve “danced” all morning, but at 10 AM, “Behind the Music” came on.” No, wait! AWESOME! Because it was Genesis, and I had seen the second half the other night, but the first half is my favorite because it’s more Peter Gabriel than Phil Collins.
It’s just as well I stopped when I did. My hips and knees were ready for some Epsom salts, and the heating pad was sounding even better than “Totally 80s,” which came on at 11.
But I was no longer sad.
And so THAT is how 80s music videos (and a lot of Montel Williams selling insurance commercials) saved my life.
Don’t YOU deserve an 80s music video morning?
What’s YOUR favorite 80s music video?
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