My favorite type of music is metal and rock. I like a good heavy guitar solo. However, after telling you that would you believe that my second favorite genre is the 80s. I mean how can you go wrong with Hair Metal and Rick Astley. Girl groups singing about walking like an ancient figure. What other decade can you from a Vacation to shagging up in a Love Shack. You know who get crowds banging their head the most? That one guy who can make a chick scream? No, I am not talking about Bret Michaels and his skanks. I am talking about the hardest rocker of the 80s. Rick Mother Freaking Springfield. Let us get in out Delorean and take a trip to 1981. At this moment I am so lonely, I wish I had Jessie’s Girl.