1979 baby!
It's power-pop time.
Words are very unnecessary as the immediacy of Starry Eyes has sudden impact.
This slice of youthful romantic pop rock is perfection. Hooks, guitars, drums and bass all delivered with the right amount of insistent energy. Everything is in the right place. A vibe in sound that is so idealised in my brain that it's the apex where my heart should always belong.
It's a bit funny though as maybe my delusional nostalgia is hacking my mind because the song is actually a lot more cynical than the innocent boy meets girl, boy doesn't wanna argue, bittersweet break-up feelings that this tune initially suggests. You can have your sacking the shonky band manger scenario, I'm sticking with the defiant exuberance of someone moving on because fish, sea and zesty temerity.
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