Ry Cooder, Paris, Texas [OST] (1985)
Been listening to all the Ry Cooder soundtracks lately – the new box-set got me started (again). Magic stuff. So much of it is so great I reckon. I remember one time playing this record, around about the last time I was ever stoned I think – we found some crumbs tidying up and got all teenage-like, or reminiscent of the university daze and we smoked what we found and then kept tidying up. And then I put this record on and we sat down with our White Russians and I started in on how the slide guitar was perfect for conjuring the two moods crucial to this film and to the feel of its music – heat and isolation – and how you could hear that conveyed simply from the way Ry played his guitar. And Katy zoned back in just in time to say “wow, man, you should like write some academic shit around that one day” and then I said that actually I would need to see the film probably. And I still haven’t – but I always mean to. And I always love this album.

Sample Track: Brothers

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