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Do you ever find something in your hard copy music collection you're just appalled to find you still own...something you thought you got rid of years ago, but now realize you must have held on to for nostalgic reasons? And then, do you put that album on anyway, listen to it and suddenly feel just a tad overwhelmed by the past and just how much you loved that goofy music at one time? :)

The other day I found myself putting two Debbie Gibson songs on my iPod, one of which I would be willing to defend to the end as actually being a really good love song. "Foolish Beat."

It was a song she not only wrote and sang herself, but also produced. She would have the record for being the youngest artist to do so until 2007.  Years later "Foolish Beat" would make VH1's 40 Most Awesomely Bad Break-up Songs...Ever, but I actually loved the song and still do.

Maybe others find it melodramatic or just plain bad, but I hear something in it that speaks to the pain of being young and in love. And when it became a hit in 1988, I was seventeen and going through the worst kind of teen angst...so maybe that's why I liked it so much.