Song of the Day – Inglourious Basterds

David Bowie – Cat  People (Putting out the Fire)

I cannot BELIEVE I’ve had this blog going for about three years (or something) and not once featured a Bowie song? Insanity. Alas it’s not going to be solo Bowie here, this is more of a “look how incredible this soundtrack of ‘Inglourious Basterds’ is’ post. We shall begin with Bowie.

(I’m pleased there’s a cracking picture of Melanie Laurent here, but I feel it’s unnecessary to call her a basterd..) Anyway, this is very good use of a powerful song in a montage, and does it get much better than the combination of Tarantino, Bowie and Nazis? Think about it. Excellent song choice for the scene. This version is also extended too, so you get two bonus Bowie minutes.

Next I would like to feature Ennio Morricone. Apparently he’s some big noise in classical music. Much like most composers nowadays, film is the best medium to get their music across to the widest audience, just like John Williams (yawn), Hans Zimmer (I LOVE HIM) and Howard Shore (what else did he do apart from Lord of the Rings..?). So here we go –

Ennio Morricone – Rabbia E Tarantella

I believe this is just when they’re showing the credits.. Which is a shame as so many people don’t bother to read them, so you won’t be getting much Tarantella action. But isn’t this piece so haunting? Bear in mind you’ve just seen Christoph Waltz (best Nazi ever?) (certainly the most entertaining) (I really should watch this film again soon) dictate every bad thing he’s done, and Brad Pitt gets his vengence in a pretty sick way. Amazing stuff in this film, acting, soundtrack, beautiful costumes (see the cameo above), script – really, it’s brilliant. Alas it loses it’s potency the more you watch it.


Song of the Day – What you used to listen to

Suede – We Are the Pigs

An absolute belter of a choon that is one of Suede’s musical highlights! I’m not a massive fan of Suede but the ones I do like I like a very great deal. I believe this one is from 1994 which was a very exciting time for music, with the impending decline of Nirvana, the height of the height for the Manics (and subsequent dive the next year), the inclusion of acid house (why the hell was that ever invented), and so many drugs you didn’t even need to drink. To add to that great confusing mess of culture, I give you Suede.