It Blows My Mind That You Would Even Talk to Me

On this drab, January day, what I feel like doing is putting on a tiny black dress, going into my big white studio and dancing around.

Does anyone else feel a little bit of nostalgia for songs like this? The young, virile Bobby with his floppy dance moves, waxed chest… It reminds me of summer, 1988, when I was most likely bored. Maybe I danced around to “Every Little Step” in my bedroom or something. I was quite the fan of New Jack Swing.

I think a commenter on YouTube said it best when she said, “Bobby Brown IS KILLIN it on the Dance floor.”