This blog post stems from a conversation I had with a friend the other day. We’re in our 40’s now which means we were teenagers in the 80’s. Music was loud and fun and in some ways very suggestive and in other ways very blatant in the meaning and message. Love meant sex in songs. It didn’t matter if it was pop or metal. A lot of it was about sex.

“For sex and sex I’d sell my soul, All in the name of, All in the name of Rock”, sang Vince Neil, the front man of Motley Crue…

They and others like them sang about the glamour of sex, drugs, and rock and roll. They sang about the pitfalls too. They weren’t much older than my friends and I at the time and they made it seem so easy for the teenagers like us to get at the rockstars we idolized.

Yeah, they sang about 15 and 17 and talking dirty and cherry pie… But WE were 15 and 17 and wanted Bret Michaels to talk dirty to us, and many of us would’ve given it up to Warrant or a dozen other bands if we’d gotten close enough to the bus or the hotel. Many of us did.

We, the teenagers in the 80’s, were the target market for 80’s glam metal…

They lyrics were scadalous, the leather tight with cocks outlined perfectly, and the beats were infectious. I wouldn’t trade any of it for anything. I mean really, where do you think I got my taste for tattoos, piercings, and leather clad bad boys?

Music today is just as suggestive, the beats just as infectious if you know where to look and who to look to… The leather isn’t as prevalent anymore, now it’s casual and jeans, but hey, if you’ve got an imagination…

What about you? What did YOU listen to as a teenager?

~lissa