You've come back for your Fridays Rock! fix, eh? Thought you might. Sure, I'll hook you up.
Things Can Only Get Better, Howard Jones, Dream Into Action
Ah, memories old and new. This song came out when I was in my mid-20s and is therefore permanently engraved into the fabric of my brain. As my mental facilities (continue to) succumb to the ravages of time, one of the last things to go will be songs from the early to mid-80s. I may not be able to wipe myself, but I'll be able to holla 'Whoa-whoa-whooooa' at the top of my lungs.
More recently, right after I split from the Ex, Howard Jones played at our small theater downtown. I bought one ticket and went by myself. It was probably the first social-ish thing I did by myself during the period of Maximum Chaos right after All Hell Broke Loose.
I'm not a hugastic Howard Jones fan, but dammit, I had a blast! It was just Howard (sans the lovely 'do) and a guitarist, and they played their asses off. Almost the entire audience was my age (duh!) and we all sang our little hearts out. It was a great show.
As advertised, things only got better. And as good as things are today, I believe the prediction still holds true.