That's right. Sister Christian.
That song is my albatross. There are people who know me solely as "That girl who likes Sister Christian." As if there's only one of me. I know you're out there. I mean, the song was a hit. There has to be people out there who still like it, right? I know, it’s cheesy, it’s bad, it’s everything that was wrong with 80's metal. But. It’s Sister Christian. Look. There are extenuating circumstances here. Memories.
A party in the park, a keg of beer, me on air guitar, standing on a picnic table. Swearing that guitar was real. Singing. Motorin........
Some club. Tequila. Hair metal night. Tequila. Lots of hair spray and tight jeans. Tequila. Standing on a huge speaker cabinet. Tequila. Swearing that guitar was real. Singing. Motorin........
A bachelorette party. Me with a giant penis on my head and coconut shells over my tits. Drunk as all get out. Swearing that guitar was real. Singing. Motorin........
I think you got the point.
Man, it’s not quite the same without the alcohol. Or the penis on my head. But I still kick ass at air guitar. And I still love this song.
I don't think I have ever listened to anything else on this album.
Come on, admit it. You love this song, too.
Favorite song: As if there was anything else.
It even has its own wiki
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Believe it or not, we actually did a Night Ranger song from this album, and I liked it: "Don't Tell Me You Love Me"
Or maybe I'm just remembering through rose colored glasses again...
Memories. Hey no BOSTON? You couldn't have lived through this time without either loving or hating Boston's first album.
Gary, I could write an entire blog in itself on my memories of that album. Or 8-track.
It's on the list.
"Sister Christian" is the "Walking in Memphis" of the '80s.
And I mean that as a compliment to both songs.
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