Step-for-step. Frame-for-frame. Outfit-for-outfit. And suddenly there’s Bobby, himself, in that jacket with the studded sleeves (that we all TOTALLY had) and if you are “of a certain age” you’ll find yourself laughing and crying when he starts with “Good to, good to, good to go solo” stuff. Because this video changed YOUR LIFE, you know it did. Omg, remember wearing wrestling singlets to clubs? Memories. Now where are those pictures of me in my Bobby Brown phase?