Pink Floyd, The Narrow Way.
Bruce Movie, Superbank Part
Coz Pink Floyd. Coz Superbank in its full early naughties splendour. Coz Bruce when he was still rad, pre Fox, etc. But mainly coz Pink Floyd. Sure, Floyd purists among you can bicker about Dave Gilmour replacing Syd Barret until your hearts are malcontent, but little matter.
Musically, the track even sounds like surfing a pointbreak, moreover a sand point. On screen, Bruce’s flow matches the score beautifully. With no into the lip aggression on display, it’s ultra-fluid lines. It’s fades and well-placed snaps into dreamy and at times (very much Floydian) mind-alteringly beautiful endless turquoise tunnels. Then, as our soundscape continues to tweak and build towards a tripped-out crescendo, we skip to Chopes and the Ments. Rather than merely dig in the crate and find a bangin track to fit the shred, it’s almost as if the song was writ with the very film sequence in mind. Mmmmmmmm. Aaaaahhhhhhh.
Slap Ya Mammy – Devo
(Chris Ward from Separate Volume)
Journalistic cliché dictates that this is the point where we utter something about life imitating art, with Wardy currently on lockdown in maximum security jail in orange County, for allegedly assaulting his wife, Michele. Regardless of that, the track is another banger from oakley’s Separate Volume.
“There’s a madness to your movements, it really gets my goat.” urges Devo’s madcap frontman Mark Mothersbaugh. There’s a madness to Wardo’s movements, too. To Wardo’s everything, really. And much like Devo were oft dismissed as novelty music, Wardo’s surfing similarly is novelty. A curiosity, a stylistic cul-de-sac perhaps, but at its best, one impossible not to admire. Delighting in the sense of on edge, pending train wreck doom.
The Sandals – Theme From Endless Summer
The seminal surf movie track, appears throughout surfing’s finest ever film, just pick your section. Personally, I’d have to go for the Phil Edwards bit in Hawaii when he’s cross steppin’ up to the nose as seen from above and Bruce Brown’s narration slips into ultra, pared back minimal cool. As an aside, we met Bruce Brown recently who was a legendary blend of carmudgeonly and rad.
He said, “I’m so old, I pee my pants.” Right on brother, right on.
David Bowie – Life on Mars
(Creed McTaggart, Cluster)
Can’t find a link to the actual section, but never mind. Play the Bowie clip, close your peepers and imagine some carnt smokin cigs with a well-developed degree of self-satisfaction and surfin’ pretty good. You get the idea. Sure, in terms of the all time greatness of the action relative to the all time greatness of the track, it’s a bit of a leap, similar to Barca/The Stones, but say what. Take a leap, let’s.
Cluster is bang up there in terms of soundtrack. Almost up there all on its own in fact, coming with a mix of heavyweights and even a few Aussie semi-obscurities for the trainspotters among ye.
Coz beside Dave, we’re talking Sonic Youth, NWA, Devo, New order, even The Birthday Party (Nick Cave’s first band). Shittin ‘ell.
Born To Be Wild – Steppenwolf.
(Rabbit Bartholomew (feat Pagey & Lisa) from Pump)
Bear with us… a minor departure from all the seriously good music and ‘important’ tracks, allow us to indulge you with some Rabbit Bartholomew in full entertainer mode in Billabong’s classic ‘Pump’.
Behold Bugs miming/mincing like a cross twixt Jagger, Blondie and Adam Ant – Singlet tucked into snow washed jeans, sunnies, gold chain, slick back hair.
Pagey’s in the background doing an impressive, energetic broom geetar. There’s even a cameo from a very young Lisa (who gets headbutted by Pagey). It’s absolute gold. Blows Taylor Knox’s half arsed karaoke intro from Focus right out the water. There’re a couple of luke warm La Piste pits from Bugs too, but who cares about that, really? If I’ve learned one thing from this surfing lark, it’s that you can make any kind of lofty lauding regarding anything old by Bong/McCoy, sans comeback.
(Fwd to 32m50, or watch the whole thing through if you can spare the time, precious)
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