George Michael driving a cab. Siouxsie Sioux's unabashed armpit hair. A sixteen-year-old girl pashed by a bloke more than twice her age on a magic flying carpet. Ric Ocasek walking on water. Tiara-adorned dwarves. A petrified Robert Smith cowering in his bed awaiting ingestion by a spiderman. The Scorpions performing to seven fans on a different planet. Jimmy Somerville getting his arse kicked...
These are just some of the reasons why I love the wacky world of eighties music vids. Political correctness was little more than a contemptible concept, ensuring the fledgling format rocketed around the equivalent of the Wild West. Come remember the heavy metal, synth-pop, hard rock, new wave and post-punk artists of the day, some of whom lushly brought to life their creative visions while others merely managed to end up making great big tits of themselves.