Bad was the first item, let alone album, I can remember buying with my own Christmas/Birthday obtained money. It was 1988 and I was 8. That very same night my parents bought a video camera, the old 80’s type that recorded to standard size VHS tapes and had to be worn on the shoulder in order to film. On the first tape ever used, that very next day, is me in the living-room wearing a light colored sports coat on a Sunday morning just before church. While the audio has deteriorated over the years the moments of flinging the coat off my shoulders and slapping myself in the face should clue you in to what I was doing. Also note like a true little sister, mine tried to steal the show. Warning: I had moves.