Rick Reuben's face should be on hip-hop's Mt. Rushmore
When I was younger, cable was not a particular luxury my parents subscribed to. It was a mystical creature that inhabited my grandparents home and the houses of "cool kids".
What was the best thing about cable? MTV of course. The epicenter of youth culture, short of what was in Tiger Beat or shared over a phone with a 50 foot cord that was infested with knots. In case you were wondering what phones looked like back then...
part of Conair's success was due in part to rampant product placement on Double Dare.
Fear not MoFies, I survived these years with the help of an NBC staple. Friday Night Videos. For those of us not being oversexualized by Viacom, Friday Night Videos would showcase the biggest hits of the day.
What do I remember the most? None other than the Beastie Boy's opus, Fight for Your Right. Like a hustler on the corner, these guys supplied the adrenaline rush you got as a kid when you knew you were doing something wrong.
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