The 100 Greatest Music Videos of the 1980s

Two years before Genesis brought Spitting Image puppets to MTV (#10), Frankie Goes to Hollywood and Godley & Creme staged a satirical Cold War: Reagan and the (then-current) Soviet General Secretary Chernenko brawling in a UN-style wrestling ring while world leaders watched from ringside. Patrick Allen — the same voice from the actual UK government Protect and Survive Cold War pamphlets — narrated the bridge. Both the visual conceit and the use of authentic state-document audio gave the video a satirical bite few pop videos in 1984 attempted. The single spent nine weeks at #1 in the UK and won the 1984 Brit Award for Best British Video. It belongs at #11 because it laid the groundwork Land of Confusion completed two years later — and because the same Godley & Creme who shot Every Breath You Take (#7) brought their precision to a very different argument.

Russell Mulcahy and Duran Duran took an unprecedented 1982 budget — EMI reportedly invested around $200,000 in the Sri Lanka expedition, though that figure covered three videos shot on the same trip (alongside Save a Prayer and Lonely in Your Nightmare) — and shot a music video that looked like a film: jungle chases through Negombo markets, a mysterious woman, Simon Le Bon as a stand-in Indiana Jones the year after Raiders of the Lost Ark. The cinematic ambition was a deliberate break from the studio-bound performance videos dominating early MTV — and it worked. Hungry Like the Wolf became MTV's introduction-to-the-band moment in the US, a year after the song had stalled there as a single, turning Duran Duran into the first act identified primarily by their videos. It won the inaugural MTV VMA for Best Performance Video in 1984 and established the "travelogue" template that Madonna's La Isla Bonita and a generation of high-budget MTV-era videos would later borrow from. Sits at #12 because location ambition matters less to the medium than the rotoscope/CGI/stop-motion experimentation in the top 10 — but no MTV video before it had treated the camera like a passport.

Annie Lennox in a tailored men's suit, orange-cropped hair, holding a cane in a boardroom while a real cow (named Bo) wandered through the meeting. She also appeared as a cellist; in the famous full-frame red wig; in studio shots with synthesizers as central characters. Each scene worked against the conventions of how women were photographed for music video: no longing close-ups, no soft-focus dance sequences, no leaning over a piano in a slip dress. Sweet Dreams arrived in January 1983 — months before Madonna's Holiday (September 1983) and Cyndi Lauper's Girls Just Want to Have Fun (October 1983) — and provided the visual grammar for synth-pop as a genre that didn't have to perform its own masculinity or femininity. It belongs at #13 because the female-led pop pillars of the rest of the decade (Lauper, Madonna, Lennox herself) all built on the permission Sweet Dreams claimed first.

The video was filmed on the actual streets near Cyndi Lauper's New York neighborhood, with her real mother in the role of Mom and professional wrestler Captain Lou Albano as the perpetually exasperated father. The supporting cast — friends, neighbors, dancers from Lauper's life — was pointedly multi-ethnic and queer-coded in a way 1983 mainstream pop video usually wasn't: a parade of bodies, ages, and styles moving through the streets and into a tiny apartment for a culminating dance scene. The video won the inaugural 1984 MTV VMA Best Female Video and helped push the song to #2 on Billboard. It belongs at #14 because it argued — at the very moment MTV was launching its first VMA ceremony — that pop video could be unapologetic, communal, and visually generous. Madonna's Material Girl (#16) was Marilyn-glamour the year after; Girls Just Want to Have Fun showed that you didn't need a cinema reference to be iconic.

Vincent Paterson — the same choreographer who shaped Beat It (#6) — returned for Jackson's most architecturally ambitious video. Smooth Criminal takes its visual language from a 1930s speakeasy: white suits, fedoras, gunfire, a piano-and-stand-up-bass score before the song's beat enters. The signature anti-gravity lean — Jackson's body tilting forward at roughly 45° while remaining grounded — was achieved in the video using cables and a body harness rigged from above. The mechanical shoe-and-peg system that allowed the same effect on stage without rigging was patented by Jackson and collaborators in 1993 (US 5,255,452) and used on later live tours. The video was the centerpiece of Moonwalker, Jackson's 1988 anthology film, and runs nearly nine minutes in its complete form; the standalone music-video cut is just over four. It belongs at #15 because while the craft is at top 10 level (the lean mechanism, period world-building, Paterson's most elaborate choreography for Jackson), the cultural moment had moved on: by 1988 MTV had a more crowded video field, and Bad never owned its decade the way Thriller did.

Mary Lambert had directed Madonna's previous singles (Borderline, Like a Virgin); Material Girl extended their arc by reframing Madonna as a self-aware cinema citation. The premise: Madonna performs a restaging of Marilyn Monroe's "Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend" from Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (1953) inside a music video that's also a story about a director (Keith Carradine) watching the staged performance and falling for the "real" Madonna offstage. The frame-within-a-frame structure positioned Madonna as both icon-impersonator and the real person beneath the icon — exactly the duality her career would lean on for the rest of the decade. It belongs at #16 because it locked in both the Lambert-Madonna director arc that culminated in Like a Prayer (#5) and Madonna's blueprint as a video performer who could quote cinema without disappearing into it.

Jeff Stein took Alice in Wonderland and put Tom Petty in it as the Mad Hatter — top hat, tea party, dilated pupils — performing for an ensemble of psychedelic creatures while Alice (often identified in credits as "Wish Foley") grew and shrank through the rooms of a wonderland house. The visual conceit allowed for one of the boldest endings in 80s music video: in the final shot, the band collectively cuts and eats Alice as a cake. The image is jarring and deliberately childish — the kind of surrealism that's exactly funny enough to land on MTV in 1985 without being pulled. It belongs at #17 because surrealism in music video usually slides into pretentiousness (art-school posturing) or gimmickry (one-shot weirdness); Stein and Petty hit the rare middle ground where the visuals advance the song's mood rather than substitute for it.

Richard Lowenstein had directed INXS videos throughout the mid-80s, but Need You Tonight / Mediate fused two distinct visual languages into a single video. Need You Tonight is performance-as-kinetic-split-screen, the band's bodies fragmented across multiple frames simultaneously. Mediate — the song's outro extended into its own conceptual sequence — is a direct homage to Bob Dylan's Subterranean Homesick Blues clip (1965, from D.A. Pennebaker's Don't Look Back): the band holds cue cards with lyrics that flip frame-by-frame in time with the song. It was the first prominent music video to revive that visual gag for MTV-era audiences. The video took Video of the Year at the 1988 VMAs and several additional categories. It belongs at #18 because it represents both Australian rock's MTV breakthrough and one of the decade's most technically precise editing exercises — the cards, the splits, and the band synchronization all required studio choreography of a kind few music videos attempted.

Eighteen years after the Beatles played their final live performance on the roof of Apple Corps in London, U2 and Meiert Avis staged a rooftop concert on a downtown Los Angeles liquor store on March 27, 1987. Traffic stopped on the streets below; thousands of fans gathered; the LAPD arrived to shut down the unauthorized event. The shutdown itself was filmed and became part of the video's narrative — the band playing through their remaining minutes, the police negotiating with crew, the helicopter overhead. The conceit established that performance video could be performance-as-event rather than performance-as-staging. It earned a 1988 VMA nomination for Best Stage Performance in a Video and provided the visual blueprint for U2's stadium-rock-as-televised-spectacle in subsequent decades. It belongs at #19 because the rooftop image — a band playing while a city stops to watch — is the closest 80s music video came to genuine documentary of cultural impact.

In early 1981, months before MTV launched, choreographer Toni Basil and David Byrne built a music video out of body movement that didn't look like dancing. Byrne — drawing on documentary footage he had been studying of religious ecstasy, possessed bodies, and televangelist staging — performs in front of projected backgrounds with deliberately spasmodic motions: head twitches, arm spasms, locked-and-held poses cued to specific lyrics. Basil, who would direct and perform her own Mickey (#30) two years later, brought the choreographic precision; Byrne brought the ethnographic concept. The video predates VMA voting and chart-rotation as a measure of importance — it was made for art-house viewers, not MTV programmers. Its lasting marker came from outside the music industry: MoMA accepted it into its film/video collection. It belongs at #20 because it argued — months before MTV existed — that music video could be both formally serious and culturally legible, and that case has held for forty-five years.

Wayne Isham opened the video in black-and-white with the band backstage — sound check, hugs, locker-room banter — before bursting into color for the chorus and full concert performance. The conceit framed Bon Jovi not as untouchable rock stars but as a working band on the road, which mattered because Slippery When Wet had pushed them from theater openers to arena headliners in a matter of months. Isham's documentary-meets-stadium template — earned intimacy followed by spectacle — became the visual grammar for late-80s arena rock and the model Isham himself would refine across hundreds of clips for the rest of the decade. The video took the 1987 VMA for Best Stage Performance in a Video and helped push the single to #1 on Billboard. It belongs at #21 because no rock band of the era leveraged a music video to define its accessibility-versus-spectacle balance more efficiently than Bon Jovi did with this one.

Nigel Dick — the same director behind Everybody Wants to Rule the World (#24) — built the Sweet Child video around a deliberately under-produced premise: an empty California venue, the band rehearsing, their girlfriends and wives sitting on amplifier stacks watching, no narrative, no edits flashier than a slow zoom. The result was a portrait of a band in the moment before they became the most dangerous act in American rock — Axl Rose dancing easily, Slash leaning back into the iconic riff, Duff and Izzy unposed. The song reached #1 on Billboard in September 1988, the band's first US chart-topper, while Appetite for Destruction sat at #1 on the album chart. RetroVideoHits has a long-form Story Behind for this one. It belongs at #22 because the video's deliberate refusal to dress the band up captured a particular kind of late-80s rock authenticity — the moment of access just before the door closes.

Three years before he rotoscoped Take On Me (#2) and four before he built the chroma-key crew of Money for Nothing (#4), Steve Barron was already practicing concept-driven music video on Toto's Africa: an ethnologist in a library, an open atlas, a spinning globe, a woman in the pages, and a final lightning strike that brings the bookcase crashing down on him. The premise gave the song's romantic-distance lyric a visual frame without pretending to dramatize African geography. Africa spent a week at #1 on Billboard in February 1983 — though the Grammy hardware that year went to its sister single Rosanna (Record of the Year) and to Toto IV (Album of the Year). The video itself preceded the first VMA ceremony by eighteen months and so collected no MTV awards — but in retrospect it's the early sketch of a directorial vocabulary Barron would push to the front of the form within four years. It belongs at #23 because Barron's early visual concepts here directly seed the top 10 he would reach with Take On Me and Money for Nothing later in the decade.

Nigel Dick took an inverted approach: where most 1985 videos for chart-topping singles loaded up on choreography, narrative, or location-setting, Everybody Wants to Rule the World gave you Curt Smith driving a vintage Austin-Healey through the desert outside Los Angeles — Salton Sea, Cabazon, the long flat stretches of Interstate 10 — inter-cut with bare studio footage of him and Roland Orzabal recording in London. No story. No metaphor. Just a band traveling to a song that happens to be one of the era's largest. The visual restraint matched the song's resigned, observational lyric — and the video became one of the year's most-played MTV clips, helping push the single to #1 on Billboard in June 1985. It won the 1986 Brit Award for Best British Single. Dick would prove three years later, with Guns N' Roses' Sweet Child O' Mine (#22), that he could shoot a band-and-room with the same kind of confident under-production. It belongs at #24 because deliberate restraint in pop video is rarer than spectacle — and this is the cleanest example of how to use it.

Anton Corbijn — already known internationally for his Joy Division and U2 photography — moved into music video direction with a clip that used the Almería desert (where Sergio Leone shot his spaghetti westerns) as both literal and figurative landscape. Dave Gahan and the band appear as gunslingers and preachers in a high-contrast black-and-white-into-sepia treatment that mirrored Corbijn's stills work. The video positioned Depeche Mode — by 1989 a genuinely large band but still framed as "synth pop" by most American critics — as a rock proposition: Western-aesthetic, masculine, biblical. The single became their first US Top 40 hit since "People Are People" five years earlier. More importantly, it began a working relationship between Corbijn and the band that has spanned four decades and shaped Depeche Mode's entire visual identity. It belongs at #25 because it represents a director and a band finding their long-term partnership at exactly the moment the band needed reframing for the American market.

Tina Turner had been written off after her split from Ike Turner — too old (44), too out-of-fashion, too associated with the 60s and 70s — but Capitol's Private Dancer relaunch positioned her as a singular adult-pop voice. The video matched the strategy: Turner walking through Manhattan in a denim jacket and red leather skirt, hair teased high, confident in a way that made the song's lyrics about romantic disenchantment feel earned rather than wounded. The performance is filmed without elaborate set-pieces — just a star moving through a real city — and the visual restraint amplifies rather than mutes Turner's screen presence. The single went to #1 on Billboard in September 1984, won Record of the Year at the 1985 Grammys, and helped Private Dancer sell over 20 million copies worldwide. It belongs at #26 because the comeback narrative could have been packaged as nostalgia or sympathy — instead it argued, on screen, that Turner at 44 was more compelling than most pop acts in their twenties.

A year before MTV launched, Chuck Statler and Devo built a music video around a fake-Western ranch set, the band's signature red plastic "energy dome" hats, and a deliberately absurd narrative involving the singer "whipping" various objects (and the clothing of an unwilling participant — a gag the band was later forced to defend as parody rather than endorsement). The conceit was art-school surrealism translated to a three-minute pop format: deliberately cheap, deliberately funny, deliberately weird. When MTV launched in August 1981, Whip It was already a year old — exactly the kind of pre-existing video the new channel relied on, and it became a staple in MTV's heavy rotation throughout the channel's first year. The single peaked at #14 on Billboard. It belongs at #27 because while the video doesn't attempt the formal innovation of the top 10, it represents the entire pre-MTV new-wave attitude — that music video could be a deliberately small art object — and that attitude shaped what MTV's first year looked like.

Adam Dubin and Ric Menello built the video around a frat-party home-invasion: three guys in suits crash a buttoned-up dinner party, beer cans appear, the cast erupts into a pie-fight finale. It was filmed as deliberate parody — the Beasties were satirizing the same "white college boy" archetype they were being mistaken for — but the parody was missed by exactly the audience it skewered. By the mid-90s, with Paul's Boutique, Check Your Head, and Ill Communication behind them, the band publicly disavowed the video as their defining cultural moment and distanced themselves from the frat-rock image. The single reached #7 on Billboard, and Licensed to Ill became the first hip-hop album to top the US album chart. It belongs at #28 not because it's their best video — by their own later measure it isn't — but because few clips of the era better illustrate how a satirical music video can be received literally and define a band's image against their will.

Brian Grant built a set that looked more like a Piet Mondrian painting than a music video stage: bright primary colors, geometric framing, sliding doors that opened to reveal Houston in different rooms and outfits. The aesthetic was deliberately graphic and constructed — a contrast to the documentary intimacy other 1985 videos were leaning toward — and matched the song's pop-leaning sensibility. The video helped break a barrier MTV had been criticized for: throughout 1981-84 the channel had rotated Black artists thinly (a complaint David Bowie publicly raised in his 1983 on-camera MTV interview with Mark Goodman), and Houston's heavy rotation alongside Michael Jackson's Thriller-era clips was part of the network's slow correction. The single went to #1 on Billboard in February 1986 and won Best Female Video at the 1986 MTV VMAs. It belongs at #29 because while the formal ambition is moderate, the cultural impact — placing a young Black female pop star in MTV's center-screen rotation — was significant.

Two years after co-directing and choreographing Talking Heads' Once in a Lifetime (#20), Toni Basil pointed the camera at herself. Mickey opens on a high school football field with Basil and a backing line of cheerleaders performing a tightly drilled routine — pom-poms, kicks, formations — set to one of the most insistent pop hooks of 1982. The video's premise inverts most music-video conventions of its moment: instead of a star with anonymous backup dancers, Basil is the dancer first and the singer second, and the choreography itself is the song's argument. Her experience as a working choreographer (she had also worked on films including American Graffiti) shows in every formation. The single went to #1 on Billboard in December 1982. It belongs at #30 because the choreographer-as-artist trajectory was rare in 80s pop — Basil's Mickey was both a #1 hit and a continuation of a working choreographic career, and the bridge between her uncredited work for other acts and her own pop persona deserves placement on this list.

Scorsese took an 18-minute West Side Story-inspired narrative and built it around Darryl, a Harlem prep-school student confronting his old neighborhood crew about who he's become. Michael Chapman shot the gang-confrontation segments in stark black-and-white; the moment Darryl breaks into the title-track choreography, the film converts to color. Wesley Snipes — two years before New Jack City would make him a star — plays Mini Max as the pivot of the conflict. The video belongs at #31 because Scorsese applied his full feature-film grammar to a music video, and the form briefly held.

Lambert built the clip around an idea that struck her in pre-production — that the most arresting image she could find for the song was Madonna in a wedding dress riding a Venetian gondola while a lion paced the streets nearby. The result superimposes religious imagery, sexuality, and white bridal iconography in a way that read as deliberate provocation in 1984 — and as the cleanest distillation of Madonna's entire visual project across the decade. It belongs at #32 because the Lambert/Madonna partnership defined how a female pop star could orchestrate her own iconography on screen.

Fincher took a song built around domestic abuse and the abuse-survivor's response, and built it as a noir crime piece with fragmented time and procedural restraint — closer to Se7en (1995) in temperament than to a 1989 hard-rock video. The clip is one of the first MTV-era pieces to treat incest as explicit subject rather than coded metaphor. The song won the 1990 Grammy for Best Rock Performance by a Duo or Group with Vocal. It belongs at #33 because — together with Express Yourself (#34) — it marks the moment Fincher began moving from director-of-Madonna-and-Aerosmith to director-of-features, and the arc of late-80s MTV into 90s cinema crystallized.

Fincher's first collaboration with Madonna built a vast Metropolis-inspired industrial set: chained workers below, Madonna as the pinstriped executive above, the song's lyric about romantic agency reframed as class-war allegory. The reported $5 million budget made it among the most expensive music videos produced to that point in 1989. It belongs at #34 because the clip marks the moment a music video could be a feature director's portfolio piece, with full set construction and full thematic ambition — and Fincher's transition to features (Alien 3, 1992) followed within three years.

Lee filmed the video as an extension of his feature Do the Right Thing, organizing a thousand-person block-party march down Bedford-Stuyvesant's Stuyvesant Avenue with Public Enemy performing on a flatbed truck and the Bomb Squad's production filling the soundtrack. The signage, the crowd, the mid-summer haze — all of it operates as moving political tableau, not as conventional music-video staging. It belongs at #35 because the video and the film were built as a single cultural artifact, and few music videos of the era did more to position hip-hop as the political voice of its generation.

Sena placed Janet and her dancers in a stark industrial soundstage and shot in high-contrast black-and-white — uniforms, regimented unison choreography, no narrative escape from the frame. The styling and movement created a template for political dance-R&B that artists from Britney to Beyoncé to Ciara would draw on through the next two decades. It belongs at #36 because the clip is the cleanest argument made on screen for choreography as political language — restraint of color and setting forcing the viewer to read the dance itself as the message.

Godley & Creme built the clip around approximately one thousand lit candles arranged in a labyrinth pattern, with Sting walking through them as the song's power-shift between mentor and apprentice plays out. The video's closing image — Sting vanishing from the frame as the candles topple in cascading sequence — is one of the most-quoted endings in 80s music video. It belongs at #37 because the G&C-Sting partnership produced three clips that argued for music video as art-direction-first medium, and Wrapped Around Your Finger is the densest distillation of that argument.

Mulcahy took Jim Steinman's full-bombast ballad and built a gothic-boarding-school fever dream around it: slow-motion choirboys in robes, dancers with eyes lit from within, a wind-tunnel-illuminated stairwell, and Tyler herself drifting through it as if the building itself were dreaming her. The aesthetic — at once camp, sincere, and visually maximalist — is the cleanest example of Mulcahy's mid-80s sensibility. It belongs at #38 because few videos of the decade match its specific genre invention: gothic-romantic-melodrama-as-music-video, fully committed.

Mallet and Bowie staged the clip as a beach procession at Pett Level on the East Sussex coast — Bowie in full Pierrot costume, an elderly woman walking beside him, surreal cuts to a padded cell and a kitchen drained of color. Mallet ran the footage through video-solarization and color-keying processes that were experimental for 1980. The video is widely cited as the moment 80s music video opened with a deliberate art statement rather than a performance clip — and it framed how the decade's first wave (Mallet, Mulcahy, Godley & Creme) would treat the form.

Morahan stripped the staging to almost nothing — a chrome jukebox, a guitar, neon edge-lighting — and let George Michael construct his post-Wham! solo identity in a single visual take. The styling (jeans, leather jacket, sunglasses, stubble) was the deliberate antithesis of the choreographed-pop-duo image of Wake Me Up (#54) and Last Christmas (#55) three years earlier. The single went to #1 on Billboard in December 1987 and the album won the 1989 Grammy for Album of the Year. It belongs at #40 because the rebranding worked — the chrome-jukebox image is what most listeners now associate with George Michael, not the Day-Glo aerobics.

The clip alternates Barron's tightly-shot performance segments — Morten Harket and the band performing in monochrome studio space — with action footage Glen had already shot for the Bond feature itself. This is one of the few 80s music videos where the film and the music clip were built as deliberate co-products with shared directorial credit, rather than a music video assembled from leftover film footage. It belongs at #41 because the construction itself argues for music video as cross-media artifact — and because Barron, by 1987, had matured into a director who could collaborate inside a Hollywood production rather than purely outside it.

Pope had been shooting The Cure's videos since 1982, mostly in the band's gothic-claustrophobic register — but for Just Like Heaven he and Smith opened the frame onto an English clifftop, dressed Smith's longtime girlfriend Mary Poole (whom he would marry the following year) as the ethereal female figure, and let the wind do most of the choreography. The clip's brightness is unusual for the era's Cure work and matches the song's pop directness. It belongs at #42 because Pope demonstrated — across his Cure, Talk Talk, and Soft Cell collaborations — that a single director could move between gothic-pop, anti-pop, and romantic-pop without losing visual signature.

Sinclair staged the clip on a Mississippi-steamboat set built on the Thames, dressed the cast in 1870s-American period costume, and let Boy George's deliberate gender ambiguity sit at the visual center — pickpocket subplot, riverside ball, plantation-era costume drama, all of it openly costumed rather than naturalistic. The historical-American framing read as deliberate counter-image to the band's manifestly British-and-androgynous 1983 identity. It belongs at #43 because few mainstream pop clips of the era used costume drama this confidently to stage a queer-coded persona for a mass audience.

Mulcahy and a small crew shot the bulk of Vienna at Covent Garden's Royal Opera House and then flew to Wien for a single day's location work — fog, gas-lamp light, men walking past stone facades, all of it deliberately Third Man-evocative. The video predates MTV's August 1981 launch by months, which is part of the point: it's frequently cited as the first genuinely cinematic music video, and it sketches the visual vocabulary Mulcahy would carry through Hungry Like the Wolf (1982) and beyond. It belongs at #44 because the decade's eventual director-as-auteur model has its earliest documented expression here.

Callner staged the clip as a power-inversion: Cher in a black fishnet bodystocking and leather boots performing on the deck of the battleship USS Missouri before hundreds of dress-uniform Navy sailors. MTV initially banned the clip outright, then reversed to a watershed-rotation policy — the video ran after 9pm rather than throughout the day. The Navy issued a permanent decree banning music-video shoots aboard US ships afterward. It belongs at #45 because the clip is one of the cleanest pieces of late-80s gendered-power staging on screen, and because the regulatory response (initial ban → watershed rotation → permanent Navy ban) shaped how MTV would handle controversial content for the rest of its mainstream peak.

A year before Jonathan Demme would shoot Byrne's stage choreography for Stop Making Sense, Byrne directed and edited Burning Down the House himself — projecting band-member close-ups onto a suburban-house exterior, splitting the frame, layering optical effects across performance footage. The clip is deliberately laboratory-ish, exploring music video as a visual problem rather than a band-promotion vehicle. It belongs at #46 because it documents Byrne working through the visual ideas (projection, split-screen, deliberate gesture) that Stop Making Sense would distill into one of the great concert films a year later.

1986 was the year stop-motion peaked on MTV. Two videos used the technique heavily — Peter Gabriel's Sledgehammer (#3) and Eurythmics' Missionary Man — and they were produced in parallel rather than in sequence. Sledgehammer won 1987's VMA Video of the Year; Missionary Man picked up five 1987 VMA nominations without a major-category win. The shadow-run is part of why Smax's clip is less remembered, but it documents that the technical innovation Aardman brought to Sledgehammer was being explored simultaneously by other production teams. It belongs at #47 because the parallel run is part of the form's history, not a footnote to it.

Pope's clip placed Marc Almond in a deliberately camp toga-on-Olympus tableau and let the song's synth arrangement (the cover that essentially defined "British synth-pop" for American audiences) carry the rest. The video was in MTV's earliest rotation when the channel launched in August 1981 — making Tainted Love one of the videos that shaped the channel's first-month identity as a synth-pop showcase. It belongs at #48 because the song's commercial run was extraordinary, and because Pope's debut Soft Cell collaboration is the entry point to one of the decade's most prolific director-band-network arcs.

Longo and Bender — the New York gallery-art couple — built the clip as a direct extension of their respective fine-art practices: Longo's Men in the Cities drawings of suited figures contorting mid-fall, and Bender's video-installation work with graphic overlays and rapid montage. The clip operates as art-installation more than music-video promotion, and the song's modest chart performance belied its eventual canonization as one of the decade's strongest formal experiments. It belongs at #49 because the music-video-as-art-installation lineage runs directly through this clip.

Wainwright — already trusted by N.W.A after Straight Outta Compton (#84) earlier the same year — built the clip around a prison-cell narrative for Dr. Dre and painted-Los-Angeles backdrops. The conceit literalized the song's anti-censorship stance: Dre rapping behind bars while the rest of the group walked free through stylized LA tableaus. It belongs at #50 because Express Yourself was the N.W.A track that got onto MTV when most of the group's catalog was effectively blocked — and the prison-cell visual gave the song's argument its sharpest one-image distillation.

Lambert built the clip as a deliberate two-world structure: Madonna in a Hispanic-LA neighborhood with her young Latino boyfriend, then crossed to a glossy fashion-shoot interior with a wealthy English photographer-figure pulling her out of the first world into the second. The visual tension — between street and studio, between authenticity and constructed image — is exactly the question Madonna would spend the rest of her career staging on screen. It belongs at #51 because the partnership that produced Like a Virgin, Material Girl and Like a Prayer started here, and the visual vocabulary was already legible.

Prince directed the clip himself as a stage-performance-as-music-video — typography projected onto darkened backdrops, silhouetted band figures, no narrative scaffold beyond the song's litany of late-80s anxieties. The conceit doubles as a prequel to his self-directed Sign o' the Times concert film released later in 1987. The video is one of the cleaner examples of an artist using music video and concert film as a single integrated visual project rather than two separate forms. It belongs at #52 because Prince — who treated the camera with the same authorial control he gave the studio — pushed the music-video format to function as part of a concert-film practice rather than as promotional add-on.

Griles built the clip as a cinematic five-minute short — Lauper as a young woman in a small-town diner, packing her things, breaking up with her boyfriend, and leaving on a train to return home to a mother who needs her. The video sits on the narrative side of 1984 pop video (where most contemporaries were performance-driven or surreal), and the emotional restraint of the staging gave the song's chorus an earned weight. It belongs at #53 because Griles and Lauper produced — across Girls Just Want to Have Fun, Time After Time and She Bop — three videos in one calendar year that defined what mainstream MTV could do with a self-contained female protagonist.

Morahan built a deliberately bright, deliberately silly clip — Wham! in white Choose Life t-shirts (Katharine Hamnett's anti-nuclear slogan, repurposed for pop), neon set design, aerobic-dance choreography. The styling is a precise distillation of how 1984 commercial pop wanted to look on screen. NME's later "50 Worst Music Videos" inclusion is part of why the clip earns its place: it documents — fully committed — exactly the aesthetic the late-decade indie press would react against. It belongs at #54 because the visual is canonical British pop circa 1984, and because the critical backlash is part of the cultural record we're documenting.

Morahan filmed the clip at Saas-Fee in Switzerland, framed as a chalet-house party with a thin breakup-narrative running through it: George Michael recognizes his ex from the previous year, the song's lyric playing through scenes of group dinner, ski-lift rides and present-exchange. Subsequent re-readings of the clip — particularly post-Michael's 1998 coming-out — have noted the all-male group dynamic and the romantic ambiguity of the lost-love narrative as gay-coded subtext that survived 1984's commercial framing. It belongs at #55 because the holiday-perennial rotation has made it one of the most-watched music videos in history, and the textual ambiguity built into Morahan's staging is part of why it has held cultural traction across four decades.

Richardson staged the clip on the grounds of Knebworth House, Hertfordshire — a 19th-century English country estate. Curt Smith sings from a window inside; Roland Orzabal dances alone on the lawn outside, the only person whose movements aren't synchronized with the surrounding gathering. The visual conceit — that the song's narrator is dissociated from the world the camera is showing — is a precise match for the lyric's depressive perspective, and the location's stillness amplifies it. It belongs at #56 because few 1982 videos staged a depressive perspective with this much spatial intelligence — and the clip's reading as a quiet, deliberate set-piece is correct.

Giraldi built the clip as a five-minute mini-feature — Benatar running away from home, taking work at a sleazy club, then organizing the other dancers in a confrontation with the predatory owner. The clip is one of the earliest US music videos to use spoken dialogue and a fully realized narrative arc, and it positions its female protagonist with explicit agency rather than as scenery. Released within months of Beat It (#6), it documents Giraldi as a director who could move between rock-narrative for MJ and rock-narrative for Benatar without losing tonal control. It belongs at #57 because narrative-pop video as a genre is largely Giraldi's invention.

Lambert returned to the Catholic-Latina visual register she had opened with Borderline (#51) three years earlier — barrio procession, candle-lit altar, Madonna alternating between flamenco-styled dress and white-slip convent-girl. The cumulative effect across the Lambert-Madonna catalog is the construction of a particular kind of Hispanic-religious-pop iconography that would become Madonna's signature visual idiom for the rest of the decade. It belongs at #58 because the Lambert-Madonna partnership produced the most coherent director-artist arc in 80s mainstream pop, and La Isla Bonita is the clearest demonstration that the iconography was a sustained authorial project, not a series of one-off staging choices.

Bernard Rose built the canonical Relax video as an explicitly queer-coded S&M nightclub tableau at Wilton's Music Hall in East London. BBC Radio 1 DJ Mike Read pulled the song mid-broadcast in January 1984, the BBC banned the video, and the resulting cultural pile-on drove the single to #1 in the UK for five consecutive weeks — one of pop history's clearest Streisand-effects. It belongs at #59 because the video and the ban together defined how 80s music video could function as cultural-political object — and the song's commercial success was built directly on the visual the establishment refused to broadcast.

Dick took Tears for Fears to Durdle Door — the famous limestone arch on the Dorset coast — and shot performance footage at the cliffside, then intercut it with studio segments of the band playing for an audience of friends and family in London. The location work establishes the visual vocabulary Dick would carry forward into Everybody Wants to Rule the World (#24) the following year — restraint, location-shooting, and the intercut between band-in-frame and band-with-audience. It belongs at #60 because it documents the start of one of the decade's most consistent director-band partnerships, and because the clip's open visual register — natural location, no narrative — fit the song's explosive emotional content rather than competing with it.

Weis built the clip around a populist conceit: instead of staging the band as the visual focus, he documented ordinary New Yorkers — cashiers, cab drivers, teenagers, tourists — doing the song's distinctive arm-position move, with brief cutaways to images of world leaders (Diana, Gaddafi, others) in the same pose via simple optical work. The aesthetic — folk-meme rather than fashion-show — was the precise opposite of the era's high-concept video work, and it helped the song become a year-long dance phenomenon. It belongs at #61 because few mainstream pop clips of the era leaned this fully into vernacular comedy as visual strategy.

Mills shot the clip in a straightforward performance-document register — band onstage, rhythmic crowd integration, no surreal narrative or set-design — but the clip's significance is contextual. Reggae as a genre received minimal MTV-era programming through the channel's first decade; Marley's Could You Be Loved and a handful of UB40 and Steel Pulse clips were the form's effective representation. The video was made less than a year before Marley's death in May 1981, which gives the performance-document framing additional weight in retrospect. It belongs at #62 because the clip is one of the few major reggae presences in 80s music video, and the documentary-mode staging is correct for the artist and the moment.

Barron came back to a-ha months after Take On Me (#2) and built a deliberately quieter clip: black-and-white footage in a London church, naked mannequins arranged in pews and aisles, the band performing as if the mannequins were the congregation. The visual conceit — that the mannequin eyes gradually open across the runtime — gives the clip a slow uncanny tension that pays off in the final frames. It belongs at #63 because it documents what a director does after a definitional hit: not the same trick again, but a deliberate move into a different visual register that retains the recognizable signature.

Mulcahy took a song that was already in transition from new wave to adult pop and matched it with a deliberately gentle visual register — water reflections layered over performance footage, pastel-cream suit styling, soft interior lighting, no narrative scaffold. The effect is one of the cleanest visual definitions of "new romantic" as commercial pop aesthetic, separate from the harder synth-driven version of the genre. It belongs at #64 because the styling here became reference-image for how mid-80s adult pop wanted to look — and Mulcahy, who had built Vienna in colder cinematic register two years earlier, demonstrated full range across the same decade.

Broad shot the clip on October 18, 1987 — six weeks after the band's August split — with Morrissey cycling solo through Manchester and Salford locations of band significance, joined progressively by approximately twenty fan-extras recruited through the Smiths Indeed fanzine. The BBC blocked the single in the UK because the Hungerford massacre had occurred one month before the lyric "and plan a mass-murder" surfaced in radio rotation. The clip therefore functions as both a post-band document and as an artifact of the era's specific cultural anxieties. It belongs at #65 because few music videos compress this much circumstantial significance into a single shoot day.

Callner shot the clip in concert-performance register — Nicks in her signature shawl-and-tambourine staging, full crowd interaction, the visual elements that would become reference-image for her solo persona for the rest of her career. The video predates MTV's August 1981 launch, but it was in the channel's earliest rotation and effectively introduced Nicks-the-solo-artist (separate from Fleetwood Mac) to the new visual-pop audience. It belongs at #66 because the clip is the documentary record of how a stage persona made its case for the small screen — and because Callner, here at the start of his arc, would shoot Whitesnake, Aerosmith and Cher across the rest of the decade.

Grant deliberately stripped the staging — a single unbroken purple wall, no scenery shifts — and let Houston's vocal energy and Arlene Phillips's choreography (Phillips had also choreographed How Will I Know two years earlier) carry the entire visual interest. The set-as-frame approach is the precise inverse of the era's common move toward higher production values, and the choice respected what was actually charismatic on screen — Houston, herself. It belongs at #67 because the visual restraint mattered: it argued, on screen, that a Black female pop star at her peak didn't need narrative scaffolding to hold the camera.

Angelus and Roth built the clip as a fully realized comedic mini-feature: a young schoolboy daydreams that his algebra teacher is a stripper, and the band performs alongside kid-version doppelgängers in a deliberately silly, deliberately camera-aware register. The conceit is proto-high-concept rock comedy — closer to the music-video-as-skit register that would dominate hair-metal video later in the decade. It belongs at #68 because Angelus and Roth's collaborative authorship — director-and-frontman as co-directors — was unusual for 1984 mainstream rock video and pre-dated the auteur-frontman model that became conventional with later Mötley Crüe and Bon Jovi clips.

Edmondson — the comedian who played Vyvyan in The Young Ones — moved into music video direction with a pastiche of Salvador Dalí's The Persistence of Memory: melting clocks, perspective-broken interiors, impossible spatial geometries with Squeeze performing as if the visual paradoxes were normal. The concept itself is credited to Jools Holland, the band's pianist; Edmondson directed the visual realization. It belongs at #69 because the clip documents three things at once — a comedian's only major music video credit, a band-member's concept-direction credit, and the era's most committed Dalí-direct visual citation in mainstream pop.

Menello shot the clip in monochrome with LL Cool J cruising and posing through Los Angeles — a deliberate visual departure from his earlier New York-coded videos, which used Brooklyn/Hollis backdrops and Adidas tracksuits. The black-and-white treatment positioned LL as a more cinematic figure for the Less Than Zero soundtrack tie-in (Bret Easton Ellis's novel had become a Robert Downey Jr. film released December 1987). It belongs at #70 because Menello's two 80s credits — Beastie Boys' (You Gotta) Fight for Your Right (#28) and Going Back to Cali — book-end the Def Jam visual-pivot from frat-party caricature to MTV-cinematic, and the arc documents how hip-hop's video aesthetic matured across two years.

Angelus and Roth stripped the staging to a bare soundstage and let David Lee Roth's stage acrobatics — splits, leaps, kicks — carry the visual interest. Slow-motion lens-flares, no narrative scaffold. The clip is referenced as the model for "pure performance" rock video — proof that a band of arena-scale could fill a soundstage with charisma alone. Belongs at #71 because the Van Halen video persona was largely defined by these 1984 Angelus/Roth collaborations.

Proyas — eight years before The Crow and twelve before Dark City — staged the clip as a sleepwalking corridor: Neil Finn moving through doorways while bandmates perform routine domestic tasks, the camera floating in slow-motion gimbal work. The Australian production company Meaningful Eye Contact handled it. Belongs at #72 because the visual surrealism is recognizably Proyas-arc-prequel — the same authorial signature that would carry into his feature work.

Callner shot Tawny Kitaen performing acrobatic dance on the hoods of two Jaguar E-Types as Coverdale drove dawn-lit highways. The image — a single iconography that summarized late-80s hard-rock video aesthetics — became reference for every imitator that followed. The clip is for the 1987 re-recording, not the 1982 original. Belongs at #73 because the Kitaen-on-Jaguar tableau is one of the decade's most-cited single images.

Newman built the clip around a recurring narrative figure — three women appearing to a young valet to transform him from invisible underclass to "sharp dressed man" — and the band's red 1933 Ford coupe as recurring totem. The conceit became a three-part trilogy continued in Legs (#75) and beyond. Belongs at #74 because the Newman/ZZ Top serial-narrative model was unusual for 1983 and prefigured later franchise-arc thinking in music video.

Newman returned to the visual universe he had built around Sharp Dressed Man (#74): the three-women angel figures, the red 1933 Ford, an underdog protagonist (this time a young woman working a shoe store) elevated through the band's intervention. The cumulative effect across the trilogy was one of MTV's earliest sustained narrative-arc videoworks. Belongs at #75 because the Newman-ZZ Top trilogy is a coherent serial-narrative project across three clips.

Callner built the clip as a sitcom-style domestic-rebellion comedy: Mark Metcalf reprising his Animal House tyrant-figure as the father, Dee Snider in full Twisted Sister glam crashing through walls and ceiling, a teenage protagonist played by Daniel Brennan. The conceit prefigured most of late-80s hair-metal's comedy-rock-video register. Belongs at #76 because Callner's trick — playing the band's image as deliberate caricature — was less common in 1984 than it later became.

McMillan shot the clip in tight performance register — Jett in leather, the Blackhearts behind her, a small bar-stage with high-contrast lighting, no narrative outside the song's chorus structure. The visual cementing of Jett's leather-clad rock persona ran for the rest of her career. Belongs at #77 because the clip helped define what a female rock-leader could look like on early MTV — a visual template that subsequent acts (Pat Benatar, Lita Ford, others) drew on.

Mallet built the clip as a Metropolis-pastiche — Fritz Lang's 1927 industrial-dystopia imagery reframed as Queen's stage backdrop, with crowd-shots showing thousands of figures performing a synchronized double-clap that the band carried into their Live Aid set the next year. The visual gesture became one of the era's most-quoted collective movements. Belongs at #78 because the clap-as-stadium-gesture is a music-video invention with afterlife.

Callner shot the clip at Bullocks Wilshire department store in Los Angeles — Brandi Brandt as the elevator operator, the band cycling between concert-stage performance and lift-shaft comedy bits. The conceit fit the Pump-era Aerosmith reinvention as comedy-rock-with-power-ballads, and the sexualized humor was characteristic of the late-80s Callner register. Belongs at #79 because the Pump-era Aerosmith video persona was largely Callner's construction.

Lambert — the same director who shaped Madonna's mid-80s arc (#51, #32, #16, #5, #58) — built Janet Jackson's Nasty as a tight alleyway confrontation: Janet and her dancers facing off against street-harassers in disciplined unison choreography. The clip pivoted Janet from ABC-Jackson-family-context into adult artist on her own terms. Belongs at #80 because Lambert's bridge from the Madonna catalog to Janet documents one director's authorial range across two of the decade's biggest female pop projects.

Lambert built the clip as a literal staging of the album's title-concept: Janet leaving home, asserting independence, with narrative beats accompanied by on-screen typography spelling out the song's directives. Following directly on Nasty (#80) the same year, the clip cemented Lambert as Janet's primary director through the Control era. Belongs at #81 because the Lambert-Jackson collaboration extended the director's late-80s authorial reach beyond the Madonna catalog.

Keshishian — three years before he would direct Madonna's Truth or Dare documentary — built the Bobby Brown clip as multi-level club choreography: Brown moving across split levels of a stylized club set, dancers tightly synchronized in quick-cut coverage, costume changes punctuating chorus turns. The visual language defined late-80s mainstream R&B-on-MTV. Belongs at #82 because Keshishian's R&B work directly fed his subsequent Madonna documentary practice.

Keshishian's second Brown collaboration moved to a stark white-background studio with Brown and his dancers in matching training-suits performing tight unison choreography. The visual template — quick cuts, white-or-black studio space, group-formation choreography — became the New Jack Swing-era visual standard that Teddy Riley's productions would carry into the early 90s. Belongs at #83 because the Keshishian-Brown partnership built a visual language Riley's whole production school worked inside.

Wainwright shot the clip on location in N.W.A's own Compton neighborhood — low-budget street-performance footage intercut with police-confrontation segments that subsequent retrospectives have used as documentary archive. The video is one of the foundational visual records of West Coast hip-hop's emergence as cultural-political force. Belongs at #84 because the documentary-mode framing was correct — the group, the geography, and the political stakes were all real.

Martin staged the clip as a fake news broadcast: news anchors covering a fictional "basehead" (crack-cocaine user) crisis intercut with Public Enemy performance footage and Bedford-Stuyvesant street segments. The conceit literalized the song's argument that the crack epidemic was being constructed as media event rather than addressed as social crisis. Belongs at #85 because the meta-broadcast frame was structurally daring for 1988 hip-hop video.

Tilley matched Coldcut's foundational sample-collage remix with a video built on equally rapid-fire visual editing: Middle Eastern imagery, archive footage, brand-overlay graphics, scratch-DJ interspersing. The clip operates as visual analogue to the song's sonic argument that hip-hop's future was sample-collage. Belongs at #86 because the video documents one of the era's most-cited remix moments and treats the form with appropriate visual ambition.

Rafelson — director of Five Easy Pieces (1970) and The King of Marvin Gardens (1972) — staged the clip as a fictional Latin-American block party with multilingual signage, dancers in windows, and Richie himself as roving master of ceremonies. The clip is one of the era's earliest examples of a New Hollywood feature director moving into music video without condescension. Belongs at #87 because Rafelson's authorial seriousness about a pop project established a precedent later directors (Scorsese, Fincher) would carry forward.

Pope shot Hollis at London Zoo with his mouth tape-shut — the singer's protest against the music-video-era's lip-sync requirement — while the camera cut to wildlife footage of flamingos, leopards, zebras and birds of prey. The conceit was one of the form's earliest meta-statements about its own commercial demands. Belongs at #88 because Pope's fourth verified 80s clip in this list documents how a director could collaborate with a singer's refusal-of-the-form rather than around it.

Morahan and Watson built the clip as moving-portrait of London — East End streets, Underground stations, Thames embankments — without narrative beats or performance staging. Tennant and Lowe pass through the city without commanding it; the city is the subject. The construction is one of Morahan's most restrained credits, cross-cutting with his louder Wham! and George Michael work. Belongs at #89 because the portrait-of-a-city-as-music-video register was rare in 1985 and the clip pulled it off cleanly.

Three co-directors — including band member David A. Stewart, who took co-directorial credit on multiple Eurythmics clips — shot Annie Lennox in a translucent dress against the Orkney Islands' dark coastline. The framing positioned Lennox as quasi-elemental figure rather than pop star, matching the song's atmospheric melancholy. The three-co-director model is unusual in 80s music video and worth the editorial note. Belongs at #90 because both the imagery and the directorial structure were idiosyncratic for chart-pop.

Orme staged the clip in tight claustrophobic close-up — Collins's face filling the frame, lit from below, the studio decor reduced to almost nothing. The visual conceit gives the song's famous gated-reverb drum break maximum impact at the chorus turn. Belongs at #91 because Orme's framing prefigured the cinematic re-use of the song in Miami Vice and beyond.

Mahurin — better known at the time as a Time Magazine cover photographer — shot the clip in deliberately spare black-and-white: Chapman alone in the frame, no narrative miniatures, no setting beyond darkness and a single light source. The aesthetic was the precise inverse of 1988's MTV norm and helped fix Chapman as singer-songwriter rather than pop act on the channel. Belongs at #92 because the visual restraint was the argument the song already wanted to make.

Barron — who had directed Take On Me, Money for Nothing, Africa, The Sun Always Shines on TV and The Living Daylights — closed his decade with a deliberately straightforward rooftop performance for Bryan Adams: the band performing on a Los Angeles rooftop, no narrative, no concept-set. Belongs at #93 because the contrast with Barron's high-concept earlier work documents what one of the era's most prolific directors did when the song asked for restraint rather than spectacle.

Lindsay-Hogg — director of Let It Be (1970) and producer of multiple Beatles, Who and Stones promo clips going back to the late 60s — shot Start Me Up as deliberately spare rock performance: the band on a lit soundstage, no concept, no narrative scaffold. The choice was a stylistic statement, not a budget constraint. Belongs at #94 because Lindsay-Hogg's veteran restraint demonstrated that 1981 rock-on-MTV could resist the era's high-concept default.

Godley & Creme — who had shot Every Breath You Take (#7) and Wrapped Around Your Finger (#37) for The Police — followed Sting into his solo career and built his MTV debut clip with the same art-directed restraint they had brought to the band's videos. The continuity was deliberate: visual signature crossing artist boundaries. Belongs at #95 because the Sting-G&C partnership documents how a director can carry an artist's visual identity from band into solo era.

Mulcahy wrote, directed and edited the clip on a reported $50,000 budget, filmed in a single South London day with two days of post-production. The meta-reflexive premise — a video about video replacing radio — was deliberately self-aware, and MTV's choice of the clip as its 12:01 AM August 1, 1981 launch broadcast retroactively cemented the song's argument. Belongs at #96 (a 1979 video on an 80s list) because no other clip carries this much weight as the era's symbolic origin point.

Dolezal and Rossacher — Vienna's leading 80s music-video duo — staged the clip with Falco alternating between full Mozart-period frock-coat at a Viennese masquerade ball and as Mozart in a 1980s heavy-metal biker bar. The deliberate anachronism gave the song's pop-classical-collision lyric a precise visual translation. Belongs at #97 because the Austrian video industry rarely surfaces in MTV-era retrospectives, and this clip is its commercial peak.

Temple — who would later direct Absolute Beginners (1986) and several Sex Pistols-related projects — staged the clip in Kennington, South London (corner of Brook Drive and Hayles Street, SE11), with Kevin Rowland and the band in their signature dungaree-and-overall costuming, performing for a small audience that gradually erupts into shared rhythm. The aesthetic was deliberately scuffed, a counter-image to 1982's polished synth-pop. Belongs at #98 because the dungaree-tableau became one of the era's most-quoted single visual gestures.

Van der Veer staged the clip as deliberately straightforward performance footage — Nena and the band against a neutral backdrop with balloons released around them. The visual simplicity is part of why the German-language song traveled commercially without requiring narrative translation: the imagery was self-explanatory. Belongs at #99 because the clip documents how a non-English-language single could reach #2 on Billboard with no concession to the Anglophone market.

Garfath staged the clip on a darkened stage with Bush and dancer Michael Hervieu performing a formalized modern-dance duet — choreography by Diane Grey — that literalized the song's lyric of swapping bodies and perspectives with another person. No set design beyond lighting. The clip's eventual 2022 second life via Stranger Things gave it one of the longest commercial afterlives in pop history. Belongs at #100 because the choreographic ambition was rare in 1985 chart-pop, and the cultural afterlife is the cleanest example of a music video outlasting its decade.

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