The Dirt—a movie based on glam metal legends Mötley Crüe's 2001 best-selling autobiography—is an unflinching story about sex, drugs, rock 'n' roll, fame, and the high price of excess. Honestly, the movie overall wasn't very good, but it really got me thinking about 1983.

That was the year my sister brought home Mötley Crüe's biggest and best album, Shout at the Devil. Holy shit, that record was great. It had this dystopian raw power, incredible musicianship, a sense of androgynous masculinity, and there was something special about the tactile feel of the vinyl itself. Does anyone else remember turntables? We used to spin the record backward, hoping to catch some secret, devilish messages the band might have left for us. Combine that with all the stories of bizarre, "witchy" things happening during the recording sessions—fueled by Nikki Sixx’s obsession with the occult—and my brother, sister, and I just couldn't get enough of it.

I gave the album another listen recently, and it instantly brought me back. My takeaway? It’s good to revisit things you’ve forgotten about, if only to see if they still hold up. In Mötley Crüe's case, it absolutely does.

“It has been written that those who have the youth have the future.” - Motely Crue