You young people might not remember this, but there was a time all the way back in the #9tz, when films had relevant soundtracks with carefully curated songs that actually had something to do with the movie in question. Perhaps the height of the golden age of soundtracks from the era (s/o to The Crow and Judgement Night) was Singles, the Cameron Crowe film that defined grunge-era Seattle for middle-American audience consumption. It was kind of the Girls of the decade, to put it in terms you can relate to, and Bridget Fonda, for whom I will harbor a perpetual boner/crush until the day I die and they find my rotted skeleton in an abandoned apartment years from now, was our Lena Dunham.
That’s all beside the point I suppose, because the music man. Sigh. It meant something. Where are the anthems for our youth? What happened to music that meant something? The Who at the Kingdome, or Kiss at the Coliseum… Where is the “Misty Mountain Hop,” where is the, is the “Smoke on the Water”… Where is the “Iron Man” or the Singles soundtrack of today?
Everything was going to turn out so great.
It didn’t, but whatever, because the songs, from the likes of Smashing Pumpkins, Alice In Chains, Screaming Trees, and more, are a portal back to those more innocent times, when we all had AIDS and heroin addictions. Brooklyn’s Telephoned tap into this era’s cultural zeitgeist, doing what bands on the internet do now, with four covers from the soundtrack. They’re transformed here into pensive, clattering-beat slow jams that are both retro-evocative and utterly modern. These are very nice covers they’ve done here, and I don’t mean that in an Eddie Haskell kind of way.