MTV is 25.
Back in 1981 if you had cable, you had this giant box that had a switch on the right and three rows of buttons that you would press in. The bottom row was all letters. One weekend early in the school year, on the advise of someone, I went to the "N" button and discovered this channel that had nothing but songs that had little movies to go with them. I was entranced.
I'm not sure, maybe our town had gotten it just that weekend, but when I went back to school that Monday, it was all anyone was talking about.
They didn't have many videos, but the ones they had changed my world. I fell in love with men who wore makeup and looked like pirates. I wore clothes like Pat Benatar's. I wondered vaguely who "Rio" was.
MTV defined my generation, really. We were the ones who started the whole thing. Whatever MTV has since evolved into, I'll always have a fond memory of what it used to be - simple, inexpensive videos, weird fillers because they didn't have enough in their library to really be 24 hours, at least not that first year. The bands that never would have made it on radio became superstars because of MTV, and, in so doing, changed the face of rock and roll.