Try Goodbye to Romance, Revelation (Mother Earth) and So Tired.
Man, my neck still hurts from last night.
There is a bi-weekly 80's metal party here that I started visiting two months ago. I was there last night for the third time. It seems to be pretty popular, and there are actually people in full 80's gear with hairspray and spandex and everything. Incredible.
The thing is, with metal parties, even if you have a broad taste, there is usually a point where you can take a time-out because they're having their grindcore block or whatever, i.e. music you don't really care for or don't mind missing. But with this party, it's different. All the three times I've spent literally hours just headbanging, because they had all the great 80's classics in a row, ranging stylistically from Bon Jovi to Slayer, and even the stuff I normally don't care for gets good in the context. It's tough to even find the time to get to the bar to get another drink, because while you're there waiting they suddenly start playing Run to the Hills or something of that calibre, and you're really missing out. The first two times, at some point people started getting on the stage and doing crazy stuff on it- and I admit to having joined them. It is always amazing fun, really incredible.
Oh yeah, and there's dancing chicks in cages that nobody cares for. Seriously. Everybody is occupied with the music and the stuff going on on the dance floor.