SUNDAY MUSIC VIDS: Belinda Carlisle

When I was a little girl, I was the undisputed Queen of Lip-Syncing. Within my household, at least. You see, I was an only child, boundlessly creative, and no other kids my age lived in my neighborhood, so I had to find ways to entertain myself. One of my faves was dressing up (using leftover costumes from dance recitals) and coming up with elaborate storylines set to some of my favorite music of the day, which I would then act out in front of my bedroom mirror. It was basically kiddie performance art, and I ruled at it. Some true magic came out of that bedroom on Palmetto Court…

A kid’s 1980s playlist consisted of a stack of .45 records, and many of them I still have to this day. One singer I couldn’t get enough of was Belinda Carlisle. No, NOT The Go-Gos – just Belinda, all by her sweet self. I was never a fan of the mindless bubblegum-pop of the eras, so The Go-Gos never did it for me. Belinda’s solo work, on the other hand, was haunting and evocative. You know, something that really appeals to a 7-year-old…

Okay, so I was a weird child, but I own it and I’m glad that much of the music I grew up listening to I can still enjoy today as an adult. So, in honor of all Ms. Carlisle did for me and my childhood, I bring you some of her songs that really sparked my young, impressionable mind! Enjoy!

(Photo via Aaron D. Settipane/WENN)

- Katie Marzullo, YH Staff Editor

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