Oh, Joy!
I regularly declare my undying love for bad movies in this blog. You know, the kind of movies that are soooo bad that they’re brilliantly funny. Well, there’s not a lot of those going around these days, unfortunately. Most of the bad movies that I’ve seen recently were just, well, bad. Like this movie called The Losers that The Husband made me sit through one evening.
So I have now progressed (or regressed, depending on how you look at it) to bad music videos of the 80s. I have The Sister to thank for this. She posted a video of Joy’s Touch by Touch on Facebook one night, and we’ve been hooked since. I mean, really, who names an all-male band ‘Joy’? And who knew lip-synching and slideshow effects were so big in the late 80s?
You don’t know what I’m talking about? Watch these videos. You’re in for a treat, I tell you!
A pink blazer. Identical white booties. A useless guitar. Expressive eyes. Fierce shoulder moves. I am humbled, truly.
This time, no guitar! Awkward! A profusion of acid wash. More slideshow effects. And that has got to be the soft-shoe shuffle that Neil Gaiman keeps talking about in Anansi Boys! I DIE!
I know, I know. It doesn’t take much to amuse me. Pervy lyrics usually do that for me. The videos are a bonus.
I’m going to look for more gems from the 80s because I just love it when I can’t stop laughing. It makes a nice diversion from when I have to write snoozefest articles on “personal injury lawyers Tucson” and “invoice factoring” and the like.









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