this is not pitchfork

What can I say? It’s Huey Lewis. How can you not love this guy, with his charming smile and skinny tie and earnest pop songs?

I was working in the record store when this came out and I was at the time heavy into buying import singles of post punk bands and working on maintaining my edgy, yet sophisticated personality that was trying to say “Hey, I’m totally 80s without being, you know, totally 80s.” Because there were two kinds of 80s. There was the New Order 80s and there was the Huey Lewis 80s.

Worlds collide, Jerry!

I had a dilemma. I liked this album. A lot. So my punk self met my pop self and we had a meeting and decided that we didn’t really care what anyone thought of us. If loving Sports was wrong, we didn’t want to be right. So we bought the album AND we bought the cassette and we played it in the car and we played it at home and we discovered that there were a lot of other “totally 80s but not totally 80s” people out there who had also embraced their inner pop selves and fell in love with Sports and Huey Lewis.

Favorite song: If This is It
Huey Lewis and American Psycho