I think it was 1983, maybe '84–I was home on leave from the Marines, hanging out with a high school buddy, channel surfing. Now, while there was a television set in my barrack’s break room back at Pendleton, I had fallen out of the TV habit, hadn’t really watched anything in over a year or two.
Flip to MTV, which as far as I had seen, was nothing but bad Styx, REO Speedwagon and Rod Stewart videotape-as-live performances. Not saying these guys’ music was bad, just their “videos.”
Stopped as there came on a video by a group I was unfamiliar with, shot on film, high production values, handsome young musicians with great hair, and, to me, a storyline somewhat reminiscent of Raiders of The Lost Ark.
And I “had a vision” – I knew, I just knew, with no doubt whatsoever, that video was here to stay, that videos would dominate music, that ugly singers were gonna be shit out of luck (for the most part).
When I saw Hungry Like The Wolf (or is it “A” wolf?) by Duran Duran I saw the future. Not that there might not have been more groundbreaking stuff out there at that time, but this is the one that caused my revelation.
Yours?
Sir Rhosis