Subject: RS:Musical Treatise (long) From: smithbr@leland.Stanford.EDU (Barry Smith) Date: 1991-04-15, 18:28 Newsgroups: alt.tv.twin-peaks My mother in law is a MAJOR TP enthusiast hailing from the cultural mecca of Arkadelphia, Arkansas. She is also a very accomplished musician who ordered some TP sheet music from Cherry Lane Music Co. The music came with a great discussion by Bruce Pollock, reprinted without permission below, that IUm certain some of you netters will enjoy. IUm a neophyte at posting, so bear with any of my transgressions..... THE MUSIC OF TWIN PEAKS by Bruce Pollock RTheme from a Summer PlaceS itUs not. Or is it? From the evidence IUve assembled after a summer of careful watching and listening, I have come to the unequivocal conclusion that Angelo BadalementiUs mesmerizing music of Twin Peaks, as well as the astounding TV movie it defines, have much more in common with that aforementioned seminal work of top-of-the-chart-making teenage angst from 1960, than anyone would ever suspect. In fact, it is my now-unswervable contention that David Lynch has done nothing less with his endless movie and its soundtrack, than to offer up, in his own twisted image, a profoundly personal and prophetic vision of the music and mythology of 1960, when a hopeful young JFK rode out of Massachusetts, so jubilant and so doomed, and a Mouseketeer named Annette Funicello was our reigning Laura Palmer, the Pineapple Princess, with a dark side only a David Lynch could have imagined and portrayed so cunningly, so deliciously; the murder of a Pineapple Princess, Snow Queen, the tip of the iceberg puncturing the pristine dream of a town caught in 1960, an America suspended in 1960, till it rips that ethereal cool jazz surface of those twangy guitar nights to bloody pieces. 1960 was a year of uncommon darkness in rock Tn roll, a darkness at every turn reinforced by the music of Twin Peaks: moody, hypnotic, heavy as the weather in the Northwest quadrant. If it never rains in Southern California, itUs because Washington and Oregon use it all up before it can travel down the coast. To understand the desperate destinies of the characters living in Twin Peaks, steps away from the Canadian border, Vancouver, aging hippie playground of ponytailed men and women, who disappeared at the end of the 60Us with their homemade guns and recreational drugs (and vice versa), one must be on familiar terms with the pop 45Us that reached the charts in that eerie and foreboding year, especially those singles which formed the basis of LynchUs own Northwest Sound, as brought to fruition on the soundtrack. Taking equal parts Olympia, WashingtonUs own ethereal Fleetwoods, whoUd surfaced in 1959, with RCome Softly to Me,S and the sax- driven, cool jazz Wailers (not the reggae group), out of Tacoma, whose RTall Cool OneS made some national noise that same year, Lynch is well on his way toward concocting his own North by Northwest Side Story answer to Leonard BernsteinUs West Side Story, which debuted on Broadway in 1958, and sent RMariaS to the charts, by Johnny Mathis, in the cruicial year of 1960. Throw in the ViscountsU RHarlem Nocturne,S for the haunting sax line, and Duane EddyUs RBecause TheyUre Young,S for the twangy guitar, and you almost have it. The next-to-last element is The VenturesU recording of RThe Theme from Peter Gunn,S a classic TV detective show of 1960, second only to 77 Sunset Strip in its hipness quotient, the Miami Vice of its time for its use of music. Twin Peaks does Miami Vice, Peter Gunn, and 77 Sunset Strip one better, by making its soundtrack an integral part--if not the integral part--of its story line! The final, truly Lynchian piece in my musical thesis, is the 1960 pop charts themselves, which were fairly riddled with death and destruction, especially of the teenage variety. Jody ReynoldsU REndless SleepS had brought forward the idea of teenage suicide pacts, written in blood, in 1958; Thomas WayneUs gloomy eulogy, RTragedy,S was already on the charts at the time of the plane crash that took Buddy Holly, Richie Valens and The Big Bopper on RThe Day the Music Died,S in 1959. In 1960, the horrors were ongoing. That was the year the Bobbettes shot Mr. Lee in RI Shot Mr. Lee.S RTeen Angel,S by Mark Dinning, recounted a typically grisly result of a teenage joyride. Disguised as old-fashioned Cowboys and Indians, we had RRunning Bear,S by Johnny Preston and REl Paso,S by Marty Robbins; in both of which the young lover perishes in the final verse (to say nothing of Larry VerneUs supposed novelty, RPlease Mr. CusterS). In the movie, On the Beach, the entire world was destroyed by a nuclear bomb, with the title tune a hit by Frank Chacksfield. Bobby Darin chose 1960 to revive the saga of the drowned girl, RClementine.S Coincidence? I think not. Nor can it possibly pass unnoticed that by far one of popUs most tragic love songs belonged to 1960, bearing the title RTell Laura I Love Her.S Although this Laura doesnUt wind up getting killed (only her race car-driving lover), surely the gnarled subconscious mind of young David Lynch was somewhere plotting within earshot. Famously enamored with certain darker shades of the rock Tn roll experience, namely RBlue Velvet,S Lynch was undoubtedly one of the few who heard it in its chart incarnation just prior to Bobby VintonUs hit of 1962, by the Statues in ...1960. Another coincidence? Doubtful. But neither did this tune--or any other-- have the impact that year of RTheme from A Summer Place,S from the Troy Donohue movie which cut to the heart of thwarted young love, parents vs. children, purity verus corruption, with haunting strings under the guiding hand of Percy Faith. The film may have been HollywoodUs answer to West Side Story, itself becoming a Hollywood movie in 1960, a treatise much like Twin Peaks, on the subterranean teenage condition run amok in honor and betrayal, sex and violence, warring tribes and establishment corruption--the impossibility of escape. I mean, why else would Lynch cast those two forgotten hunks of 1960, Richard Beymer and Russ Tamblyn, for such prominent roles in Twin Peaks, reuniting them for the first time since they were matched in ... West Side Story!? You canUt make these things up. In 1960 America, teenage morality and good music was defined by RA Summer PlaceS...a place that was safe and warm, where good girls all wore RItsy Bitsy Teeny Weenie Yellow Polka Dot BikiniSUs and dreamed of RPuppy Love.S But a rumbling guitar and an insouciant saxophone netherworld existed below the surface of every seething dream, ready to explode in multicolored fireworks of self-expression. Twin PeaksU own dreamlike theme song, RFalling,S by Julee Cruise, is so cool jazzy and ethereal itUs hardly a song, barely more than a whisper of a theme, birdlike on the wind, more gossamer than The Fleetwoods, and translucent as Twiggy. Similarly, Twin Peaks sustains its momentum on the dreams of its assorted sordid citizens: Laura and her legion of lovers, the boys of 1960. Bobby once had a dream of playing football, now dreams of taking care of Leo, and, not incidentally, LeoUs wife, Shelly, who dreams of escape, as do James and Donna; EdUs patch-eyed wife, Nadine, had a dream of getting a patent on her silent curtain rollers; Audrey dreams of bringing her Marlene Dietrich act to One-Eyed Jacks (Roy Orbision sang RBlue AngelS in 1960); Ben and his brother Jerry (!) dream of burning down the mill. (Jack Scott had a hit with RBurning BridgesS in 1960.) FBI agent Cooper dreams of getting his slice of the pie (didnUt Skip & Flip do RCherry PieS in 1960? You know they did). In his dream he sees LauraUs killer; LauraUs mother and cousin saw the killer in separate visions; LauraUs cousin dreams of becoming her cousinUs mirror image; LauraUs shrink dreams of saving her from herself. (Johnny BurnetteUs big hit of 1960 was RDreaminUS; his cousin, Harold Dorman, sang RMountain of LoveS in 1960. But Marv JohnsonUs smash was RMove Two[!] Mountains.S) You think all this was lost on a malleable radio slave like Lynch? IUm not saying the writers used every title in planning their insidious scenario...let history be the judge of that. Laura had her own dark dreams, of course, and was, herself, the townUs dream girl, cheerleader, Pineapple Princess turned rotten at the core of an America stuck in 1960. In such a context, the story of Laura Palmer (LP!) is less a murder mystery than the mystery of a murder, the mysterious path it wreaks through the underbelly of a town; and the question of who killed her is probably moot, the more appropriate one being, who didnUt? Regardless, it would be almost 20 years after RA Summer PlaceS and West Side Story until The Bee Gees, Saturday Night Fever, and John TravoltaUs confident index finger jabbing at the sky would come to redefine movie music as hopelessly glittery accessible disco trash. But now, after 13 years of dirty dancing, David Lynch and Angelo Badalamenti, with their Duane Eddy-inspired, Wailers- informed, whispery Fleetwoods-like North by Northwest Side Story soundtrack have given us another chance, complete with sex, lies and videotape. ItUs 1960, America, at the edge of the New Frontier all over again. Wake up and smell the coffee! - Bruce Pollock Hope you found this worthwhile...my fingers are tired! Barry Smith brsmith@ames.arc.nasa.gov