Attn: Babies of the 80s

Filed Under: life

Published On: November 4, 2009

One of the things I like most about Richmond is the perpesensity of locals to use social media to arrange real life encounters. Truthfully, it’s how I’m organizing Grill League, but there are dozens of social media events, complete with hash tags, organized via Twitter and Facebook. One such event is the Fireside Wine Chat (#FiresideWineChat) which is organized by my good friend Cristinia. The event is basically a weekly get together at Cristinia’s house which involves alcohol, laptops, and a fireplace.

Now, Cristinia lives a good half-an-hour drive away from my house, so on the way home from last night’s Fireside Wine Chat, I found myself flipping through the radio stations at nearly one in the morning. On the two local classic rock channels I was able to hear the Kinks’ “Lola” not once, but twice, but in flipping through through the “we play anything station” I managed upon this little ditty.

If you were alive in the eighties (as I was) and rode a bicycle (as I did), chances are you stumbled upon the campy film “Rad.” And not only did you stumble upon it, but you dreamed of riding your bike through a Kix sponsored cereal bowl on the way to winning the love of Laurie Laughlin. Yes, that is what we daydreamed about as babies of the eighties.

So, here, for your nostalgic pleasure, is Real Life’s video for “Send Me An Angel” which I caught in it’s entirety on the radio in 2009.

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  • http://wrenlanier.com wren lanier

    Love it! Movies and videos were obsessed with neo-pagan celtic-fantasy themes back in the 80′s. No wonder the churches thought we were all gonna turn into Satanists.

  • P. Bradley Robb

    You’d think after the thinly veiled sex of the seventies that the pagan-filled eighties would have been a welcomed alternative.

  • http://www.delbueno.net Cristina

    Oh god, REAL LIFE??? AHHHHH! ear worm – now stuck in my head.

    by the way, it’s cristina – no i between the n and a :-)

    and firesidewine/bourbonchat f’ing rules.

  • P. Bradley Robb

    Bah, I wrote that after I got home. I was too spooked from hearing that song to think straight.

  • http://www.whydontilistentome.com Matt

    Was expecting a rick roll. Pleasantly suprised.

    BTW, I totally count as a baby from the 80s.