Thirty years on, the year's musical equivalent of a cabbage patch kid lives on. I don't have a television but it is impossible to avoid these damn reality programs, and damn it, here in Italy the confluence of religion and pop has struck again. Watch Sister Cristina at your own peril. But if you want something virginal that won't ruin your appetite you could do worse than a trick down memory lane with Like a Virgin. No masterpiece, but the catalyst for the making of a superstar. You know, where those ideas of religion and pop merged for the very first time.