By Scott Creney I imagine the day the band finished working on this song they were convinced it was going to be huge. I can imagine them ordering some food, several cases of beer, maybe some champagne, maybe some celebratory white colombian powder to help the night go on forever. After a few years of […]
All of these songs were ubiquitous. They were in the Top 10 of the US charts. They permeated the culture and colored everyone’s life.
Pop music that shits all over the tired, tepid male rock posturing of the other nine videos from a wonderfully giddy height.