Today’s Top 5 wouldn’t have happened at all had it not been for the bad asses I converse with on Twitter. When the idea was pitched I didn’t think I’d be very good at it (I don’t normally buy soundtracks) but it turned out to be pretty easy for me. So, today’s Top 5 is Movie Soundtracks and here are mine:
Pump Up The Volume: This movie was my version of everyone’s Breakfast Club and it was my first exposure to the greatness that is Leonard Cohen. As I side note, I had quite the crush on Samantha Morris for a few years after seeing this movie.
Leonard Cohen – Everybody Knows (played in the movie)
Concrete Blonde – Everybody Knows (actual song on the soundtrack)
Singles: In hindsight, the movie doesn’t carry much but at 19 this movie spoke to me man. The soundtrack was a virtual who’s-who of the Seattle music scene (sans Nirvana) and I think everyone I knew owned a copy. Weight
Alice In Chain – Would?
The Crow: This movie came in with tons of momentum and went with a wimper. That is, unless, you moved within the Goth scene. Cause then, you could see losers wearing Crow makeup to the club some 10 years after the movie. That said, the soundtrack was the tits.
Violent Femmes – Color Me Once
Thrill Kill Kult – After The Flesh
Judgment Night: Truth? I’ve never seen this movie but I’ve owned the soundtrack as long as it’s existed. If that doesn’t speak to the quality of the soundtrack then I don’t know what will. When is was coming out our local “metal” station kept playing tracks from it and the mix between metal and aggressive hiphop had me sold from day one.
Slayer & Ice-T – Disorder
O’ Brother, Where Are Thou?: Certified 7 times platinum, Grammy award winner and a constant member of print and web “Best Country Album Ever” lists. To say this soundtrack was a beast is a complete understatement. It, ever so briefly, singlehandedly made the general population pay attention to mountain music again
Soggy Bottom Boys – I Am A Man Of Constant Sorrow
Okay…..What Are Yours?
When I was growing up I spent my summers on my grandparent’s land in Arkansas. To this day it’s the only set of directions I know how to give that includes “…after the paved road ends keep going 5 miles…”. I have mixed memories of my time there to be honest. I guess it’s one part of my childhood that refused to be romanticized. Some of the memories are amazing: pig roasts, ice cream socials, hanging out on the Tinsley’s farm down the road, hiding cigarettes in the chapel at the cemetery, drinking from a spring coming straight out the hillside, and much more. But there’s an underlying set of memories that I won’t go into here that make thinking back on those formidable years less than pleasant when you add the right amount of whiskey and being alone.
Somewhere in the back of my mind there has always been a sort of soundtrack to these summers. Some of it heavy metal because that’s what we listened to back then but some it is a wafting, soulful, folky sort of mountain music. I have never been able to put my finger on exactly what it sounds like until I played this album. Austin Lucas’s voice, rising and falling, along with the fiddles has, after all these years, given the soundtrack of part of formidable years a voice it has never had.
To look at Austin, especially his MySpace pics, you would expect to be able to use the words “dulcet tones” to describe anything he would sing. But judging this book by it’s cover would be a huge mistake. His vocals are amazing and easily transport the listener to a different time and place. It’s easy to hearken back to my summers in the hills of Arkansas and almost feel the evening begin to cool, sitting on the dock with a fishing pole in the water not caring whether the perch bite or not.
Look at that I’ve done gone all sentimental. Don’t get me wrong this album isn’t only for boys who spent their summers in the hills. With lyrics like “I shall lay my head on the shoulders of great men and live my life ’til honest end” there is something here for everyone. Between Austin’s voice, his songwriting, and his picking there is nothing lacking on this album. His sister, Chloe Manor, dropping in to harmonize takes some of the songs to a place one shouldn’t go with too much whiskey in their system. Any single one of these aspects would have made this a decent album but with them all combined the album is an outpouring of soulful melodies that touch on many themes and dive into depths most albums don’t reach. I could go on for a couple more paragraphs but I think it’s time to let the music speak for itself..
Austin Lucas – Shoulders
Austin Lucas – Resting Place
Austin Lucas – Life I’ve Got
Suburban Home Records Artist Page for Austin Lucas – This is where you go buy his music
Austin Lucas’s Official Site