I saw Howard Jones live in 1986. I repeat, I saw Howard Jones, live, in 1986. One of the things I remember most was seeing this girl in the audience who was to this day the hippest girl I've ever seen. She had this bob haircut and her hair was dark brown but then the bottom inch was dyed blonde. I can't tell you how much I admired that hair-do.
I love everything about this video. The outfit, THE HAIR, the dry ice. I also saw Bob Dylan in concert that year (or maybe the next?). He was my main squeeze. And I listened to Joni Mitchell endlessly. And I had a girl crush on Ricki Lee Jones. But there was that brief and somewhat unexpected affair with Howard. And the idea that no one, EVER, is to blame. It's appealing, no?