A cinephile will say that 1939 was the greatest year for film. Gone With The Wind, The Wizard of Oz, Stagecoach, Etc. etc.
I am here to claim that 1984 was the finest year in the modern era of pop.
I'm counting 'em down, starting with Tina. Hit the post title.
I'm scanning the horizon, for someone recognizin', that I might have been queen.
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