Crappy 80's Song of the Week

Yeah, I know I skipped a week again. Sue me.

Question: What do you get when you combine the most annoying traits of Axl Rose and Boy George, then throw in a good measure of "Beatles LSD envy"?

Answer: "Fly High Michelle" by Enuff Z'Nuff. From their website, which is surprisingly current:

Wild card. Enuff Znuff are the chrome-glinted definition of it. Each record they craft (and there are ten of them now) is stuffed, brimming, bountiful and joyous with potential smash hits. Chip and Donnie are the living, breathing example of a pop group that should be, and one day will be, revered in hushed tones for their elegant, life-affirmed grasp of gold and platinum pop perfection.

And Ten delivers the distilled direct hit, the Cupid's arrow through the broken heart, the rock radio love-in that a fortunate few have come to expect from this legendary Chicago institution. Indeed, Ten is quite simply pop heaven, few power chords in sight, hooks overflowing the band's party tumblers, jangly, lush acoustic guitars driving twelve songwriting theses that to a man, woman and teenbeat heart, any of which could skyrocket to number one with a lipstick kiss.

Enuff said.