Our youth partly defines us. The memory of the 'first' stays with us. The first love, the first kiss, the first of anything. The first time we experience pure bliss of music. Therefor we go back to the music which defined our youth.
If it was not enough to have a Manic Monday, The Bangles insisted we walked like an Egyptian. Bon Jovi gave Love a Bad Name. Wham were on The Edge of Heaven and Bananarama travelled to Venus.
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