Now then . . . the 1980s.
I loved Britpop and Nuuave. Still do. Blondie, the Police, D’Mode, Naked Truth, Duran Duran, Adam Ant, Scritti Politti, the Furs, the Communards, Pet Shop Boys, ABC, Flock of Seagulls, Yaz, Erasure . . . hell, that’s just what I have in my car for og’s sake.
But I equally loved and love the off-radio stuff. PiL, Kennedys, the Damned, Skinny Puppy, Bauhaus, This Mortal Coil, Thrill Kill Kult, KMFDM, Pixies, the 'Mats, Black Flag, Devo, Wall of Voodoo, They Might Be Giants, Elvis Costello, Art of Noise, Siouxsie (whom I still hope to sleep with some day), Killing Joke, Camper Van Beethoven, REM, Circle Jerks, The The, Suicidal Tendencies, Misfits, Ministry (and Revolting Cocks), the Dead Milkmen, the motherfucking Ramones . . .
Damn, there was a lot of great fucking music in the 1980s, even discounting every single radio track ever.
That’s not even counting RunDMC, the Beasties, Metallica, Van Halen, Ozzy, NWA, INXS, Public Enemy, Talking Heads, Prince, U2, Dire Straits . . .