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Rocks In The Attic #588: Various Artist – ‘The Wrestling Album / Piledriver: The Wrestling Album 2’ (1985 / 1987)

RITA#588I recently saw The True Story Of Wrestlemania, a 2011 documentary produced by the WWF (I refuse to refer to the organisation by any other initials). I really enjoyed it, not only to see the years I knew like the back of my hand (Wrestlemanias I through VII), but also for the years after that I’d missed, after I’d…er…grown up.

I have a real soft spot for that classic era of WWF. I don’t regret missing the so-called ‘Attitude’ era of the late ‘90s where everybody seemed to wear black, guzzle beer and walk to the ring to awful music from the likes of Limp Bizkit and Linkin Park, but that first six or seven years was a technicolour blast of entertainment I really loved at the time.

RITA#588bSo it wasn’t a hard decision to pick up this two-LP set a few years ago on Record Store Day. The original 1985 record is presented in clear red vinyl, while the 1987 follow-up is presented in clear yellow vinyl. But it’s not the first time that I’ve owned The Wrestling Album.

In 1990, a friend introduced me to WWF, and from Wrestlemania VI onwards, I was hooked for a solid two years or so. I was such an addict, I would spend all my pocket money and paper-round money on anything wrestling-related, which to begin with was very sparse. Sky TV had the rights to transmit WWF in the UK, and as I was the first person that we knew to get Sky, I became the supply guy, taping shows and sharing them with friends at school.

RITA#588cIt took the rest of the UK a little while to catch on, but eventually other things started filtering through. I still remember the day when my local newsagent started stocking the official WWF magazine – the July 1990 edition featuring Macho King Randy Savage. A short while later, Toys R Us started stocking the official line of WWF figures, including the to-scale wrestling ring. This is where my obsessive collecting streak started – I had to have it all, anything I could find with that official silver and gold logo.

I wasn’t waiting for UK shops to catch on to the WWF buzz either. By this time, I had already joined the WWF Fan Club in America and was ordering merchandise directly from them. T-shirts, posters,  videos, whatever. And that’s where I first came into contact with The Wrestling Album.

The thought of a record performed by the superstars of the WWF was too much to bear, so I saved up and sent off for it alongside a bunch of other stuff. And this was in the pre-internet days when ordering anything from the USA would take at least six weeks to arrive. I still remember my Dad arriving home from work with a box the size of a child’s coffin, full of official WWF merch.

One thing was wrong though. The album I’d ordered as a record had turned up in a different format. It was still packaged in the 12” LP cover, but instead of a shiny black disc inside it had a white plastic cassette tape stuck to the front. I remember being disappointed about this, but what the hell (my 38 year old self secretly rues this switcheroo as I’d now kill for an original pressing).

As an album, it’s pretty forgetful except for the inclusion of Rick Derringer’s Real American, which from this point forward would become Hulk Hogan’s theme tune (his cartoon show theme tune by the WWF All-Stars is also included on the record). Rick Derringer deserves a lot of credit, not only for Real American – a bloody brilliant song – but for producing much of the record, and making it sound reasonably good. I’d hate to think what it would have sounded like, without his input.

The rest of the record is an embarrassing karaoke sing-through of covers and originals by wrestlers from the WWF rosta at the time of recording. My eleven-year old self didn’t bother listening to the album too much, preferring instead to listen to the free tapes that would be sent to me as a member of the fan club. These tapes featured the entrance music to the current members of the WWF at the time and were far more interesting – the futuristic synth drone of Jake ‘The Snake’ Roberts, the guttural growl of The Legion Of Doom, the Communication Breakdown borrowing theme of the Ultimate Warrior.

RITA#588aI wasn’t aware that there was a second edition of The Wrestling Album – subtitled Piledriver – until it was released retrospectively in this RSD edition. That record leans more towards the entrance music for the wrestlers, with Koko B. Ware, Honky Tonk Man, Slick and the tag-team of Demolition all contributing music that would accompany them to the ring in the years following. Again, Rick Derringer is in the producer’s chair, and again this gives the record an air of legitimacy that would otherwise be lacking.

Hit: Real American – Rick Derringer

Hidden Gem: Demolition – Rick Derringer with Ax & Smash

Kicking Ass & Chewing Bubblegum – Rowdy Roddy Piper (1954-2015)

Roddy0Yesterday I came home to the heartbreaking news that one of my childhood heroes had kicked the bucket. In fact, Roddy Piper was probably the last of my childhood heroes before I turned my back on anything that wasn’t music. Even saying the word ‘childhood’ seems a bit of a stretch – I was eleven years old when I first watched WWF (now WWE).

I remember being sat down, watching a swimming gala with a school friend who was telling me about WWF. Wrestlemania VI was taking place that week, and taking his advice I recorded it. I’m guessing it was shown live in the UK – overnight probably – as I recall there was issues with the satellite feed in the first couple of matches.

Roddy2From my first experience watching him, fighting against Bad News Brown, he was instantly my favourite. He was painted half in black, in a bold and dangerous move to prove that he wasn’t racist – something that could have easily backfired as he was essentially dressed in semi-blackface.

Roddy1But he had a big, goofy smile on his face throughout. And I think that’s what it was. Most wrestlers were stone cold (Steve Austin) serious, both in their pre-match patter and in the actual act of wrestling. But not Hot Rod – he acted as though it was all a big joke, as though he was sharing the knowledge that yes, wrestling might be fake but let’s have some fun with it while we’re here. The fact that he’s Canadian may also have helped – existing almost as an outsider in an industry mainly populated with Americans.

Roddy3From Wrestlemania VI onwards, I was obsessed with the ‘sport’ for a few years. Unfortunately, Piper seemed to take a sabbatical from actual wrestling after Wrestlemania VI – but he was still around, turning his hand to commentating and reprising his Piper’s Pit interview segment.

It wasn’t long until I found his appearance as Nada in John Carpenter’s They Live. Released in 1988, it truly is a hidden gem of 1980’s science-fiction. It still stands as one of my favourite John Carpenter films, and Piper’s makes a great performance alongside Keith David – another favourite, no matter what film or television show he shows up in.

Roddy4Of course, I went back and found as much Roddy Piper as I could in the WWF archives – fighting against Hulk Hogan in the first Wrestlemania, boxing against Mr. T at Wrestlemania II and generally being an obnoxious nuisance wherever he went. His deeply racist interview of Superfly Jimmy Snuka during one Piper’s Pit segment was typical of his antagonistic behaviour (and odd considering how the WWE have recently distanced themselves from Hulk Hogan, despite the multiple occasions when the organisation appeared to turn a blind eye to racism).

Roddy5I remember reading an interview with Piper when he said he regretted playing a heel (or villain) for so much of his wrestling career. I’m guessing the black / white approach to his match as Wrestlemania VI was his way at addressing that distasteful element of his past, a shot at redeeming his character. It seems strange that he was a heel for so long – considering how effortless he seemed to be as a hero / good guy. He was just a naturally ebullient character – a great attribute for a role model to young kids.

It’s always said that you shouldn’t meet your heroes, as the experience could disappoint, but I’d always held some vague hope that I’d get to meet him one day – at a Comic-Con style convention or something. He’s off kicking ass and chewing bubblegum someplace else now, and I bet he’s still got a big goofy smile on his face.

Thanks for the laughs.


Thanks for the laughs.

Rocks In The Attic #373: John Carpenter & Alan Howarth – ‘They Live (O.S.T.)’ (1988)

RITA#373This night not be my favourite John Carpenter soundtrack, but it’s definitely one of my favourite John Carpenter films. It’s the antithesis of all those happy-go-lucky, optimistic ‘80s films – where the subtext was that in America, everything was yours for the taking. In They Live, we find that America belongs to somebody else and the sleeping majority are majorly asleep.

I probably first saw the film in 1990. I had been rapidly consuming American films around that time, and I had already started watching John Carpenter’s back catalogue – pretty much starting at the beginning with Dark Star and Assault On Precinct 13, and moving on through Halloween, The Fog and Escape From New York.

In April of1990, on the advice of a school friend, I watched the live broadcast of Wrestlmania VI. I was in the right place at the right time – my family had just got Sky TV, and the flashy, new WWF wrestling was one of its big draws. My favourite wrestler, ever since I saw him pitched against Bad News Brown at Wrestlemania was Rowdy Roddy Piper. He didn’t seem as fake as all the others and he seemed genuinely pleased to use humour to defeat his opponents.

So when the next John Carpenter film on my list came along, and I found out that Roddy Piper was the star, it just seemed like a great combination – films and WWF, it couldn’t get any better. I didn’t have any reservations that Piper couldn’t act – because, well, they’re all actors at the end of the day aren’t they? – I just accepted him as Nada, the loner hero of the film. I’d seen a film – No Holds Barred, starring Hulk Hogan – around the same time, and while that film wasn’t anything to write home about, They Live had the mark of a great director.

It’s probably one of my favourite films of the 1980s. There are many popular classics of that decade – The Blues Brothers, E.T., Beverly Hills Cop, Ghostbusters, Back To The Future – but They Live wins points because it flew under the radar. To this day, I still meet people well versed in half a dozen of the more well known Carpenter films, but who have never seen They Live.

I have to get me some more of these fantastic John Carpenter soundtrack reissues. This particular one is a lovely transparent vinyl.

Hit: Coming To L.A.

Hidden Gem: Wake Up