Blog Considers the Test of a True Fan
http://blueschild.blogspot.com/2008/...cyon-days.html
My theory has always been that if you were able to stick with your band through the 80s, then you can call yourself a dedicated fan. A true fan. A diehard. Fleetwood Mac produced some crazy **** in the 80s. There simply is no excuse for Family Man, but I let it slide because for every Family Man, there were at least two or three Gold Dust Womans around the corner. But had I known about Robert Plant impersonating Fabio in Sea of Love, in a muscle shirt and a pair of Jams no less, I might have had to cherish the times I had with them and cut off contact.
I prefer my rock to be sweaty, shirtless, heart-stopping and above all, way cool.