Do I really need a reason for this one? Cause I’m in trouble if I do.
This is just pure dumb rockin’ fun. And all the shirtless boys are kinda nice, too. (Seriously, these guys were pretty wealthy by this point. They couldn’t throw down a few bucks for a pack of Hanes undershirts? 🙂 )
If you look at it lyrically, “Pour Some Sugar on Me” is an asinine song. But I’m also pretty sure the lyrics aren’t the point . . . except maybe the chorus, which is one of the worst metaphors for sex, ever. “Pour Some Sugar on Me” was the fourth single from the mega-selling megahit Hysteria. By the time they were finished milking this album, something like seven or eight of the twelve tracks were released as singles. This is Def Leppard at their Pop Metal peak; they would never be better.
I think they went pretty radically downhill after this. They were slowed down a little after Pyromania when drummer Rick Allen lost his arm in a car accident, but they rebounded beautifully with Hysteria (and gained the distinction of having the best one-armed drummer in the business). But their follow-up was marred when guitarist Steve Clark died from an accidental overdose of alcohol and prescription drugs. (It wasn’t a surprise; Clark had been battling alcoholism for years, and had taken a leave from the band.) I think they never quite recovered. Clark wasn’t the main songwriter, or even the only lead guitarist, but the chemistry of the band was irrevocably changed after his death. Subsequent albums relied too heavily on the Hysteria formula, forgetting that although it was produced by hit making wizard Robert John “Mutt” Lange, there really wasn’t a formula to Hysteria. It was a marvelous confluence of style, skill, songs, and moment that could never quite be repeated.