There is a 1980s revival festival going on in my ipod.
I'm not sure exactly what happened - I have always staunchly fended off any temptation to wallow in nostalgia, and smugly looked down on people my age cavorting merrily to Boney M or Modern Talking. (Though the difference may lie in quality : Boney M was crap even in 1978. Music doesn't automatically improve with age. It's not wine.)
Surprisingly, I now find myself running merrily to :
The Pet Shop Boys,
Alison Moyet of Yazoo, and
I have, however, decided to try and stay away from the Simple Minds.
At some point, you simply have to draw a line.