It's for "Separate Ways." It has the goofiest beginning - the band suddenly appears out of nowhere, playing air-instruments. Then suddenly their instruments appear. I probably saw that video a billion times..
You know, listening as I watch it, I kind of hope that someone's made an overly literal Princess Bride vid to the song, because that would be freaking funny.
I have a weird fondness for Journey that I can't seem to shake.
And I hate myself for it.
Is that better or worse than having an amused fondness for early Motley Crue, Queensryche, and Faster Pussycat? I mean, I've accepted that I don't really have any music "cred" to defend, but still.
I won't fight any of you for any of the Duran boys. However, Prince Charming -era Adam Ant is *mine*.
Is that better or worse than having an amused fondness for early Motley Crue, Queensryche, and Faster Pussycat? I mean, I've accepted that I don't really have any music "cred" to defend, but still.
I am feeling some nice validation here for some of my early music choices. Jilli is good for that, I have found.
I am feeling some nice validation here for some of my early music choices. Jilli is good for that, I have found.
Well, as long as I'm helping.
The last few tracks on shuffle in iTunes for me have included Mozart's Magic Flute, Reverend Horton Heat, The B-52's, Pink Floyd, Erasure, and William Shatner, IJS.
I have a weird fondness for Journey that I can't seem to shake.
I vividly remember the day I bought that album in high school. For some reason, we ended up walking all the way home from the mall in the next town. Uphill, both ways.
I have a weird fondness for Journey that I can't seem to shake.
And I hate myself for it.
Why the hate? No hate! Everyone loves the Journey!
"Oh Cherie," OTOH... Edit: It was Sherry, wasn't it.
I vividly remember the day I bought that album in high school. For some reason, we ended up walking all the way home from the mall in the next town. Uphill, both ways.
And they only had the album in wax cylinder format, right?
There's definitely a critical mass of (possibly ironic) Journey-love out there in the Gen X zeitgeist, though.