As an '80s DJ, I always found Rick Astley to be the embodiment of what was so terribly wrong with MTV--an archetypal, second wave, cheese-monger, the likes of which were responsible for the demise of not only the "radio star" but the great American garage band as well.
That said, his tongue-in-cheeky re-emergence into a new generation of pop culture is subversively cool, strangely admirable, and kinda meta--in an enchantingly incomplete sort of way.
He also gets full credit for co-opting Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends into his gig.
That said, his tongue-in-cheeky re-emergence into a new generation of pop culture is subversively cool, strangely admirable, and kinda meta--in an enchantingly incomplete sort of way.
He also gets full credit for co-opting Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends into his gig.
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