The summer before I started college, my favorite band at the time, Big Country, released two UK 12” singles that were ok, but their respective B-sides were parts 1 and 2 of a soundtrack they had done for a Scottish movie I’d never heard of, Restless Natives. Atmospheric and largely instrumental, I played them all summer long until I knew every note and dialogue snippet by heart. The following spring, it was released in one theater in NYC, so my college roommate Dean and I trekked in to see it. It was weird seeing a film where I knew lines and all the music already (and I had no idea it was a comedy!)—but not as weird as our morning, as we first saw David Lynch’s new film, Blue Velvet, in the front row of a packed theater at 10AM. That was a very bad idea.
