Joshua Ware’s piece “Identity a Poem” is forthcoming in Issue 3 of Artifice Magazine. He’s the co-author of the chapbook I, NE: Iterations of the Junco, as well as author of the chapbooks A Series of Ad Hoc Permutations and the forthcoming Excavations. I don’t think we can express just how happy we are that “Shoop” made his mix.
Could 29.3 million YouTube viewers be wrong? It’s highly doubtful. Astley’s video set the bench-mark for greatness during the 80s that has yet to be eclipsed, as further reinforced by a recent surge in popularity.
Loggins was the king of 80s soundtracks, and this little gem does nothing to disprove that claim. While “Footloose” might not be his greatest movie-hit of that decade, the rugged but gentle dance moves of Kevin Bacon and Chris Penn are sure to make anyone’s trousers snug.
I’ve long been mocked for my celebrity-crush on Mariah Carey, but the jeers have never deterred my infatuation for the songstress, nor do they change my opinion that she is one of our generation’s finest pop-stars. “Loverboy,” the first single from her smash-hit Glitter, is vintage Carey.
Words, sometimes, cannot do justice to those special moments in life, such as the build-up to this tune’s first hook at the 0:59 mark. Yes, those goose bumps you’re experiencing are untranslatable. And let’s not even get into what happens at the 2:37 mark: heart-felt greatness.
Sure, most probably consider “Waterfalls” to be TLC’s pinnacle of pop-culture success, but this song is bangers (and, if I’m not mistaken, written in the fallout of the Andre Rison debacle). The ladies really rock those futuristic Laser Tag outfits, and Left-Eye’s vocal breakdown 3 minutes deep makes you realize that the world lost a special talent the day she died.
Its difficult to select just one Salt-N-Pepa song, but “Shoop,” ultimately, makes the cut because Pepa (a.k.a. Sandra Denton) gets the opening verse in this tune…and she, by far, was/is my favorite of the group.
Yes, Bobby Brown may have gone on to be the bigger star after New Edition dissolved, but his trendy drug-habit, beating the shit of Whitney Houston, and a string of arrests has tarnished his image. Looking back, now, Bell Biv Devoe probably did themselves a favor by moving on without him. This tune, certainly, stands the test of time and retains the same-level magicalness it had back in the 90s.
By no means is this En Vogue’s most popular song, but the video is, most certainly, their best; they’ve got some sort of crazy, primary-colored Goth burlesque thing going on that offers some compelling imagery.