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Movie Tunes: The Top 40 music moments in film history

There’s nothing better for someone who’s a fan of both music and movies to sit down in a theater, watch a film, and find yourself in awe of how the director has utilized a pop song to set a scene or convey a mood. It’s easy to know that you need a romantic song for a romantic moment, but finding the right song…? That’s the hard bit…and it gets even harder as you have to provide the proper sonic backdrop for just about every key moment in the film. Bullz-Eye polled all of our movie and music writers (and then some) to get their favorite uses of pop songs in movies.

The only real criteria we set was this: the song couldn’t have been written specifically for the film or have made its debut on the film’s soundtrack. This was pretty rough on us at first, because it meant we had to say so long to Simple Minds’ “Don’t You (Forget About Me)” (“The Breakfast Club”), bid bye-bye to O.M.D.’s “If You Leave” (“Pretty in Pink”), and offer a fond farewell to Kate Bush’s “This Woman’s Work” (“She’s Having a Baby”).

Fortunately, we had a lot of great songs – and movie moments – waiting in the wings. But be advised: our descriptions contain spoilers galore.

Some sample choices:

36. “Closer,” Nine Inch Nails – Se7en

When I popped in the DVD of “Se7en” to refresh myself with the film’s usage of Trent Reznor’s composition, I was legitimately surprised to find that it didn’t actually begin with it; there are, in fact, four minutes of screen time preceding the song’s appearance. The thing is, the film’s opening credits – over which the harsh, thumping industrial beat of “Closer to God” plays – are so damned creepy and set the tone of the 123 minutes that follow that it never occurred to me that they weren’t the first thing in the movie. The quickly-cut close-up shots of an unidentified individual (later revealed to be our man “John Doe,” a.k.a. Kevin Spacey) filling journals with miniscule handwriting, blacking out lines in books, going through photos of various medical experiments, and – worst of all – using a razor blade to remove his fingerprints will make you shudder. Reznor’s music does most of the talking. In fact, he only sings one line at the very end of the credits: “You get me closer to God.” Uh, actually, it’s about as far away from heaven as you can imagine. If you’d had any idea that this would be the most comfortable you’d feel for the next two hours, you’d’ve walked out of the theater right then and there. – Will Harris

28. “Jump in the Line,” Harry Belafonte – Beetlejuice

With all due respect to the “Day-O” sequence in “Beetlejuice” – it does appear first, and therefore comes as a complete surprise – it is the movie’s closing number, as it were, that gets our vote. Perhaps it’s the song’s relative obscurity (it did not make the Top 40, while “Day-O,” actually titled “Banana Boat,” reached #5), or maybe it’s the song’s brash energy and instant familiarity that roped us in. Oh, who are we kidding, it’s then-fifteen-year-old Winona Ryder, suspended in air and lip-synching to Harry Belafonte, shake, shake, shaking her body line, while the dead football players do a hilarious callback as her backup singers. It was also great to see Michael Keaton’s title character get a, um, little dose of karma from a witch doctor as well. All in all, it is the perfect ending to an unforgettably loony movie. – David Medsker

19. “Tequila,” The Champs – Pee Wee’s Big Adventure

I think it’s safe to say that my entire generation discovered this classic rock song thanks to Pee-Wee Herman and his first flick. Seeing him turn a rowdy biker bar’s clientele into a bunch of grooving softies while dancing to the song on top of the bar in his trademark shoes was the highlight of the movie. How can you not hear this song and not get images in your head of Pee-Wee doing his great little dance? I recall seeing and hearing it for the first time and wondering just what the hell that song was; I even went so far to tape it from the movie itself onto a cassette, so I could groove along with it whenever I liked. Pee-Wee has always been one of the coolest, and we owe him so much thanks for introducing a ton of kids to this always-great song. – Jason Thompson

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Before the Spotlight Kid steals them: The Chauffeur’s Top 10 Music Videos

We had originally planned on doing a piece for Bullz-Eye on the best music videos of all time, but apparently a slew of other sites were tapping our phone lines, because before we could even begin tallying votes, Slate or one of those sites assembled a near-perfect list, bastards.

So, since the Spotlight Kid has stolen OK Go and the Art of Noise off of my list, I feel I must strike now, or forever hold my peace.

1. Fatboy Slim: “Weapon of Choice”
You’ve all seen it, you all love it. Christopher Walken busts out the soft shoe in a hotel lobby. Walken said in an interview that the second day of shooting, which is when all the wire work took place, was one of the most painful things he’s ever done.

2. Avalanches: “Frontier Psychiatrist”
How do you make a video for a song that samples everything under the sun? You put every single thing they sample on a stage together. The spooky choir goes up top next to the cowboys, and the woman smacking the whinnying horse goes in the middle. If you can listen to the song a couple times before watching the video, it’ll make the video look even better.

3. Blur: “Coffee & TV”
How about that, a video that tells a story, remember those? Blur guitarist Graham Coxon has gone missing, and the milk carton that has Coxon’s “Have you seen me?” shot on it decides to track him down. Impossibly cute, with an ending that will bring you to tears.

4. Kenna: “Freetime”
You have to love a video that’s shot entirely from the knees down. The setup: a guy gets in a fight with his girlfriend, and goes out to blow off steam. He pretty much gets his ass kicked from then on, but to say how would spoil the fun. As an aside, Kenna’s record New Sacred Cow was woefully underappreciated.

5. Supergrass: “Pumping on Your Stereo”
Everybody loves muppets. Supergrass should have their own Saturday morning TV show, based on this video alone.

6. Nine Inch Nails: “The Perfect Drug”
The Spotlight Kid will surely gag when he sees this entry, but this video, directed by the peerless Mark Romanek, is Trent Reznor’s finest, for my money. Love the shots of that vulture, and that sequence during the drum breakdown is stunning.

7. Gnarls Barkley: “Gone Daddy Gone” (YouTube) (Windows Media) (Real Player) (Quicktime)
Heatseeker, New Entry. A publicist just dropped a link to this vid in my mailbox, and damned if it isn’t one of the coolest clips I’ve seen in ages. Picture the members of Gnarls Barkley as fleas and ticks, and singer Cee-Lo has a crush on the lady of the household, who obviously doesn’t return his affections. Silly, clever, and in the end a little sad. And dig that “Fight Club” tribute.

8. Madonna: “Oh Father”
The best video David Fincher directed that no one talks about. The shadow work in this is chilling, especially that slo-mo funeral procession.

9. Jamiroquai: “Virtual Insanity”
The band may have since dropped off the radar since this song’s peak, but its video still kills. The walls have wheels.

10. Duran Duran: “Burning the Ground”
Is this the world’s first mash-up? This clip of the medley of Duran singles compiled for their 1989 best-of Decade is impossibly well-edited, synching up the original clips to the mash-up despite any differences in beats per minute. The amusing part now is the ending, with then-members Sterling Campbell and Warren Cuccurullo filling out the quintet to enter the next decade. Campbell would leave the band after one album.

How’d I do, Kid?

Avril outs herself

Apparently, Avril Lavigne recently had a bit of a dust-up with the paparazzi. I say “apparently” because I didn’t know anything about it until I received this E-mail from her label:


FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE: Avril Apologizes to Fans

In response to reports that Avril Lavigne recently had a run in with paparazzi while spending private time with her husband, Deryck Whibley, she has this to say:

“I’d like to sincerely apologize for my behavior with the Paparazzi. It’s trying at best dealing with their insistent intrusions. I meant no offense to my fans, whose relationship i truly value. I have and will always go out of my way for my fans. My behavior was a reaction to the persistent attack from the paparazzi.”

Well, hell, you’ve got my attention now!

A quick search on Yahoo! News came up with an article about the incident to which Avril refers. Apparently, while out celebrating her 22nd birthday, Ms. Lavigne approached a photographer from the website TMZ.com with the charming opening line, “Hey fuckhead, come here,” then allegedly spat into his lens. When she returned the following night, she spewed abusive dialogue once again, reportedly – but not definitely – signing photos for autograph seekers, “Fuck you” (and, man, what are THOSE going for on eBay?), then, as her car drove off, spit on another photographer and screamed”Bitch!”

Niiiiiiiice.

Scissor Sisters state the obvious, and Ta-Dah! Your local record store has banned them for it

File under ‘You have got to be kidding me’: Trans World Entertainment, which owns retail music chains For Your Entertainment, Sam Goody, Strawberries, Wherehouse, Specs and Coconuts, is refusing to carry the Scissor Sisters’ new album, Ta-Dah (which is really freaking good, btw), because of comments singer Jake Shears made at the National Association of Music Retailers convention that CD prices were too high.

Ta-Dah

According to Trans World President and CEO Jim Litwak, his company was just expressing its displeasure at Shears’ comments, which he said were untrue and unfair. And furthermore, he said the whole situation could’ve been avoided had the band bothered to pick up the phone and call him.

“Mr. Shears said that he tried to buy a Raconteurs album but didn’t because it was too expensive,” Litwak told MTV News. “But he didn’t bring it up to register, because if he did, he would’ve seen that the CD was on sale.

“So Mr. Shears made an incorrect statement at a convention instead of reaching out to us, to discuss our pricing,” Litwak continued. “We decided that it would’ve been nice to get an apology from them, so we reached out to their distribution company [Universal Music Group Distribution] to let them know we were displeased, and we never heard back from them. So we made the decision not to carry the band’s new release.”

In fairness to Trans World, Jake should have taken up this issue with the band’s label, Universal, which decides the suggested retail price for their albums. This is what Tom Petty did back in the day with his album Hard Promises when he found out that his then-label MCA was going to charge a full dollar more for his record than every other record on the market. He refused to turn the album in until the label relented, which they ultimately did. Score one for the common man.

However, in fairness to Jake, CD’s are way, way, WAY too expensive. The TWE guy says the Raconteurs album was on sale, but no matter how they try to spin it, $14.99 (the site’s “sale” price for Now 22) isn’t a bargain; it’s extortion. Not only that, the Raconteurs’ LP is selling on FYE’s web site for $19.99, so for all that TWE guy knows, Jake was referring to purchasing the vinyl, not the CD, in which case Shears was actually underquoting the price of the album, and TWE banned them for nothing. Either way, there is no reasonable explanation for the SRP on an album to be $18.99. That’s about five bucks too high. Still, there’s a part of me that would love to see them try to cross the $20 barrier, just because the bloodshed would be so much fun to watch.

In the early ‘90s, I was buying new releases for $9.88 at Newbury Comics in Boston (still the best, chain, ever). The cost of making CD’s hasn’t gone up since then – indeed, it has certainly gotten cheaper over the years – so why do the labels think they are justified in raising the markup on a product whose markup is already padded to the gills? It’s as if the entire music industry — labels, retailers, RIAA — has completely forgotten that we, their customers, decide how much, or how little, money they make at the end of the day. They would be wise not to continue pushing their luck.

What this calls for is a federal investigation into the price structures of the record labels, since someone could probably make a very convincing case for antitrust violations across the board. But so far, the federal government (no surprise) has stayed out of it, leaving it to be hammered out – or, hopefully, ignored – at the state level (New York and California have launched investigations in the last year). Ugh.

The message is clear, and it’s not pretty: keep your head down, your mouth shut, and pay up, sucker. Otherwise, we’ll crush you. Wow. So much for power to the people. Sounds eerily like the backdrop to the Max Barry book “Jennifer Government” to me (a must-read, by the way).

Free the Scissor Sisters! Fight the power! We want Chilly Willy!

Toy Matinee, “The Ballad of Jenny Ledge”


What’s there to say about Toy Matinee…? They came quick and didn’t stay long, and during the brief period they existed, their most impressive feat as a band was securing Julian Lennon to contribute guest vocals to their lone, self-titled album.

Sounds woefully unimpressive, no…?

Well, the thing is, the two guys who made up Toy Matinee were Patrick Leonard – who produced Madonna’s True Blue, Roger Waters’ Amused To Death, Jewel’s Spirit, and Elton John’s Songs from the West Coast, among many others – and Kevin Gilbert, who’s written songs for Sheryl Crow, engineered Michael Jackson’s Dangerous, and played keyboards for Susanna Hoffs.

So, basically, it didn’t matter what Toy Matinee did; they had plenty of other avenues to fall back on…which is good, given that Toy Matinee did precisely jack.

In 1990, no-one was looking for the second coming of Steely Dan. Too bad, since that’s exactly what “The Ballad of Jenny Ledge” was. Arguably the best song on an album full of consistently solid pop-rock tracks, it tells the tale of one Jenny Ledge, who was “tempted by half-Elvis, half man-about-town, and a life of ease.” Great song, but one woefully out of place at its time of release. Check out the video…

…and if you like what you hear, go yell at iTunes to make the album available for download so you can hear the whole thing.

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