Medium Compact Disc
Herausgeber MCA
Jahr 1993
Gattung Soundtrack
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Titel
Titel / Künstler Länge
01 (We're Gonna) Rock Around The Clock / Bill Haley And The Comets 2:10
02 Sixteen Candles / The Crests 2:52
03 Runaway / Del Shannon 2:19
04 Why Do Fools Fall In Love / Frankie Lymon & The Teenagers 2:18
05 That'll Be The Day / Buddy Holly 2:16
06 Fanny Mae / Buster Brown 2:53
07 At The Hop / Flash Cadillac & The Continental Kids 2:27
08 She's So Fine / Flash Cadillac & The Continental Kids 2:23
09 The Stroll / The Diamonds 2:27
10 See You In September / The Tempos 2:09
11 Surfin' Safari / The Beach Boys 2:07
12 He's The Great Imposter / The Fleetwoods 1:34
13 Almost Grown / Chuck Berry 2:20
14 Smoke Gets In Your Eyes / The Platters 2:39
15 Little Darlin' / The Diamonds 2:06
16 Peppermint Twist / Joey Dee & The Starlighters 2:00
17 Barbara Anne / The Regents 2:12
18 Book Of Love / The Monotones 2:20
19 Maybe Baby / Buddy Holly 2:03
20 Ya Ya / Lee Dorsey 2:24
21 The Great Pretender / The Platters 2:36
Gesamt: 48:35
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Kommentare
Kommentare For those of us who grew up in the '70s, this drive-in compilation of '50s and '60s rock and doo-wop, complete with Wolfman Jack introductions, was our introduction to this music. There are 41 jukebox hits here, and every one of them is a classic of its time (although two tracks--"At the Hop" and "She's so Fine" are covers by the revival band Flash Cadillac & the Continental Kids). In his 1973 movie, director George Lucas used the music (and the presence of mysterious deejay Wolfman) as the AM-radio soundtrack to one night in suburban California, 1962. The idea was to capture and sustain an end-of-summer, end-of-innocence mood that's in the air throughout the picture-- not as a shortcut to establishing a period (as in Robert Zemeckis'Forrest Gump). There's an awful lot of spontaneous energy in these tunes--from Chuck Berry and Buddy Holly, to the Platters and the Clovers and the Del-Vikings, to the Crests and the Beach Boys--and also just a hint of melancholy that goes down very nicely with a burger, shake, and fries. --Jim Emerson