I hate not posting anything two days in a row, but I didn't get my shit together to say what I wanted to say today. Sucks. To void the silence, I give you a track I've been rocking hard and often lately:
It says so much about Madonna's cultural pervasiveness in the '80s that a Madonna wannabe could have a hit. No one even cared that this was a designer impostor! The track was written by Regina and frequent Madonna collaborator Stephen Bray. When Madonna rejected it (which is kind of strange, considering that one year later, she'd release the "Baby Love" soundalike "Spotlight," which I also love), Regina took it upon herself to record it. Smart girl -- she should have done it in the first place, especially since she sounds so much like Madonna. Why pay the cow any mind when your own tits work just fine?
The video envisions Regina as a star (her style suggests a cross between Cyndi Lauper and Madonna with just a hint of Toni Basil) whose house is being bugged.
Oh yeah, I'm sure Regina was just sooooo pursued and surveyed. A wannabe down to the delusions of grandeur!
Regardless, this song sort of epitomizes '80s dance pop to me: teen-oriented ("We're out of school until tomorrow"), post-boogie but technology obsessed and home to beats that stomp hard enough to pummel the very notion of disco (it still "sucked" in '86, right?). I find that this track is a great nostalgia rouser. A few years ago, I DJed for a fairly gross bridge-and-tunnel crowd in Manhattan. I played this and more than a few people came up to me and said, "Oh my gawd! I haven't heard this in ages!" It was the highlight of the night, even more than, say, "Holiday."