Was it the 1980’s itself changing or where we just growing up? The women’s fashion, ever evolving, ever changing, started to become somewhat more mature. The hair was still pretty large but had come down a few notches since 1983. The glitz purple and green eye shadow faded into a more natural smolder. The bright red and pink lips became more subdued and the clothing shifted away from that shabby chic that was so popular just months ago to a more executive refinement.
Again, i wonder was it the times or was it us. In 1986, I was 21. Was that enough? Did my social circle lead me away from the hot pink bubble gum of the high school girls and into the grown up club scene? I suspect that it was a combination of the two. I went to the bars half heartedly. Aric was a year younger than me so going to the clubs meant flying solo. I was OK with that but the real issue was that the bars were never as much fun as our house was. Even more so when we were having a party.
Maybe it was a control issue. I had quite a bit of control at our parties. As Co-Host, I controlled the musical mix. I was free to interrupt any conversation. Most importantly, girls at the parties were so much more accessible and there were so many of them.
Billy Idol recorded Mony, Mony and it was extended into a club favorite. I have no idea how it all began but some how the crowd got inspired to add some lyrics to the song. After Billy Idol would say Mony, Mony the dance floor would erupt with “Hey! Get Laid! Get F*cked!”. It’s true.
Bill Idol – Mony Mony
Animotion – Obsession
Falco – Rock Me Amadeus
Miami Sound Machine – Conga
Bangles – Walk Like An Egyptian