Last year I was in Athens when I found out John Hughes died.
When I returned to London the following week Mel & I headed over to unskinny bop to dance the summer night away and our friend Ruth (who is one of the DJs) screened Pretty in Pink against one of the walls and ended the night with this song. It was emotional and the whole crowd exploded with joy and sadness, but nothing tops Duckie's enthusiasm in this clip.
I can't listen to this song anymore without thinking of his amazingly over the top dancing in Iona's record store. Brilliant.