For me the holiday season does not start until I hear this song for the first time:
Band Aid happened at the height of my love for all things English in pop music. This video, and a making-of-documentary we used to rent at the video store were like crack to my little anglophile ears.
I have the documentary on tape somewhere, I should pull it out. My mom and I used to watch it at Christmas and get hysterical: Boy George being catty, George Michael pretending he’s straight, John Taylor hung over, Bono being intimidated by Simon LeBon (consider this, when this song came out in ’84 Duran Duran were bigger than U2!) And look how everyone has that damn 80’s English Pop Star Mullet! Could you not get in to the studio without one?
I also appreciate that Duran Duran and Spandau Ballet are prettier and more dressed up that the girls of Bananarama, even though in the documentary the boys admit they’ve been up all night drinking together. It is pure “English Pop Friend” genius. And the song is so damn catchy. Just today a friend posted a facebook status about it and half a dozen people (oh you know I did!) posted lyrical responses of the “did you hear clanging chimes of doom?” and “tonight thank god it’s them, instead of you” variety.