the 1992 Cameron Crowe film Singles popped into my head. It was then that I became infuriated.
I had no idea where I was going to go with this week’s edition of Soundtrack Saturday. That’s not something I like to admit because I pride myself in being prepared for everything that I plan on writing. So there I was. Saturday fast approaching and I still didn’t have the least bit of a clue as to where I wanted to take it for this week. Then the 1992 Cameron Crowe film Singles popped into my head. It was then that I became infuriated. That film supposedly represented a generation. My generation. Generation X. I call bullshit. That movie was the epitome of a cliché. It was supposed to be the voice of a generation just like Kurt Cobain was to music, but alas it insisted upon itself too much to be anything but a parody of the scene. Then I got to thinking about the 1995 film Angus, and you know what? I was fine again. The anger subsided and I was made well. Angus was more like it. Angus didn’t insist upon itself all that much. If anything, Angus was like watching a home movie of my life. Not completely, but close enough. I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking that how was Angus not a cliché? You might be right in your thinking, but the fact remains, when put up against Singles, Angus was infinitely better at trying not to be one. It was a little bit more believable if you ask me.
It really was the death nail in the coffin of an angst-ridden scene.
I started thinking about the Angus soundtrack. Ah. That was more like it. The soundtrack was filled with music by bands that as of today are lost to the ether, but for a short time in the mid-1990’s, they mattered. There was music by bands like, the Dancehall Crashers, Pansy Division, Ash, and Love Spit Love to name a few. There was a clear formula that these bands followed: Cheap production, catchy, guitar driven 3 1/2 minute alternative pop songs. Make fun if you want, but it worked for quite a while. The Angus soundtrack represented the end of an era and the beginning of a new one. It really was the death nail in the coffin of an angst-ridden scene.
Gone was the fuzz-pedaled guitar
It seems like music got much happier after this soundtrack was released. Hell, think about it. One year after Angus was released, didn’t the Spice Girls just fucking explode? Gone was the fuzz-pedaled guitar, in favor for the bubblegum pop that these British hotties delivered. All of a sudden my generation went from having a voice to remaining voiceless. Maybe my generation scared people. Teen suicide was up like you wouldn’t believe, but that ultimately had nothing to do with the music and anyone who believes that is more warped in the head than David Koresh (90’s reference. Look it up.)
There are a couple of bands off of this fantastic soundtrack that survived The Fall. Those bands in question; Green Day, Goo Goo Dolls and Weezer, fucking suck in my opinion. Especially Weezer. Or maybe Green Day is worse. Possibly Goo Goo Dolls. Whatever. I might be alone in my thinking that these three bands that survived beyond 1995 did so because they compromised their sound for a new generation, but the truth of the matter is, they didn’t. Okay, Green Day definitely did mellow out and Weezer put a little less fuzz to their music, but ultimately, unless you’re some hardcore Weezer fan, don’t all their songs sound the same anyway? I swear Rivers Cuomo wrote the same song 65 different times and just changed the words around. Am I wrong?
Even today when I listen to the Angus soundtrack, if I look out my window with my eyes squinting, I could still see my fat little self coming home from the first day of high school, fucking hating it, the volume to my Walkman blaring out the sweet sounds of The Muffs and Tilt. Angus was and still is one of my favorite movies of all time and hell, I still rock out to the soundtrack because to me, for as dated as it sounds, it dates itself back to a time when everything was still innocent and the world was a little smaller for that 15 year old me. It’s a safe place for me to visit every so often. If you’re like me and your Gen X experience was similar to mine, then I invite you to revisit your own 1995 world and what a way to do it; with our good pal, Angus! Revisit with me won’t you? You could pick up this excellent time piece of a soundtrack right here.