John Peel played a lot of tracks from this when it came out. I didn't entirely get what was so great about it at the time — though I loved Backbeat at the cinema (not least for having Sheryl Lee in a beret, the next best thing after Jean Seberg in A Bout de Souffle).
But six years later I saw it in Fopp for £3 (£3!), and it was a no-brainer. The second time around, the music bit me. I caught the raw wildness of it, which was a thread running through many of Peel's favourites.
Play just about any track at a party and I guarantee there will be something of a dance floor invasion. I probably don't have to tell you that. I played one or two at D's 40th — went down better than Donovan's Hurdy Gurdy Man, anyway.
Who was the smart cookie that had the presence of mind to assemble a band like this to record a fresh (in every sense of the word) soundtrack like this? Good work. I'd like to see the film again to see how the music sounds from within it.
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