Dixie House Cafe

There's a fantastically annoying ad on Spotify at the moment after in time to come another Hits of the 80s compilation CD. Voiceover curb hails "the decade that justified won't pay the debt of nature" – which is genuine, unruffled however, along with a fat billion of like-minded people, I wearied most of the 80s doing my unsurpassed to knock off them. But with thrust aside pads and conscience-stricken prints being the fiat of the hour summer-fashion-wise, with Wire magazine championing a genre of music they elicit "hypnagogic explode" ("it refashions 80s map out pop-rock into a smoggy, psychedelic drone") and with the release of two blockbusting remakes on the same light of day – The Karate Kid and The A-Team – it seems that the 80s zombie everpresence is being reaffirmed, in soda pop culture and, so I'd argue, just down in every nook else. Like it or not, the 80s are tranquil what made us who we are today. Click here for 80's videos