Oh, Michael Bolton, what a time to be alive! Â 1990, I mean. Â Not that life ain’t too shabby now, of course. Â I mean, I can afford a decent haircut now, which is nice. Â I just mean how awesome was it that you could turn on the radio and there was a good chance you were going to hear a song by you on it? Â Sure, there are probably some stations now where that might happen, but would it be a NEW song? Â Probably not, Michael Bolton. Â It might be this song. Â Which is not bad. Â It’s very, very good. Â I’m just saying that in July of 1990, this song was still brand damn new and I got to hear it with fresh ears.
I’m not gonna lie, Michael Bolton, when I first started this blog and thought about all the many artists that were going to show up on here and I thought about what I was going to write about you, I assumed I was going to be snarky and kinda mean. Â But as I recently mentioned, just because a song was very of its time doesn’t mean it’s an object of ridicule. Â AND, more importantly, I can’t listen to your music and think anything but “Holy shit can this guy sing!” Â You da best, Michael Bolton, and I’ll never ever say otherwise ever again.