For a second, I was all set to compile a follow-up to yesterday’s post, since the number of sample-able film scores is never-ending. But that started to feel a bit like a lazy double-dip as I started writing. The vibe that buzzed through the comments section was so damn cool, though; it’d be a shame to not keep the good vibes flowing.
So I sat back, swigged a bit of Blue Moon beer (hold the orange) and racked the brain, joggled the memory, hoping to recall a few rock songs worthy of potential chopping and looping. This all started with Earl Klugh’s “A Time for Love,” and how The Rza exhibited his A-game while flipping Klugh’s airy guitars into the ubiquitous Raekwon classic “Ice Cream.”
“It couldn’t be all that hard,” I figured; as a wee lad, my parents used to bump vintage rock on the regular, everything from The Doors to Journey to The Guess Who, with healthy portions of ZZ Top and Credence Clearwater Revival on the side. I’ll never forget how Jim Morrison’s warped poetry on The Doors’ “Celebration of the Lizard” sent chills down my spine—that was the first record I went back to on this quest to call out hip-hop-ready rock songs.
On my way to trusty YouTube, however, I recalled another trippy soundbed that once gave me a similar sense of unease: English rock gods Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon (1973), one of the medium’s most initially inaccessible and rewarding-of-patience LPs. The pinnacle of “requires multiple listening” music. The first time I heard the album in its entirety was also an instance when I succumbed to pop culture tomfoolery.