D.C. Douglas’ music video for “Eighties Man” is a visual feast of everything we children of the 80s have spent untold millions of dollars trying to get over with therapy. I post it here primarily because I want to traumatize all of you as I have been re-injured by this. But it’s the Robert Palmer parody part that really finished me off. You’ve been duly warned.
Found via Screenhead.
Oh my God! Wonderful and frieghtening!