So that Drew Barrymore-directed Ellen Page vehicle co-starring Landon Pigg and Turbo Fruits comes out this weekend. You know, the one about roller derbies? The one packed with awkward feel-goods that we told you about last year? The thing Turbo Fruits were involved in two lineups ago? It opens in locations everywhere on Friday, and you can already listen to the soundtrack on the Whip It! website. It even features a Landon Pigg-Turbo Fruits collab. I think I'll call them Turbo Pigg. Or Pigg Fruits?
So "Hightimes," the Turbo Pigg song, is definitely more subdued than typical Turbo Fruits fare, but I personally find it more compelling than most of the Landon Pigg material I've encountered. Then again, he's apparently got a mega-hit on his hands with that "Falling in Love at a Coffee Shop" song, so what do I know? Anyhow, here's the entire soundtrack:
"Pot Kettle Black," Tilly and the Wall
"Sheena Is a Punk Rocker," The Ramones
"What's the Altitude," Cut Chemist featuring Hymnal
"Bang On," The Breeders
"Dead Sound," The Raveonettes
"Blue Turning Grey," Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
"Your Arms Around Me," Jens Lekman
"Boys Wanna Be Her," Peaches
"Jolene," Dolly Parton
"Caught Up In You," .38 Special
"Never My Love," Adam Green, Har Mar Superstar
"Black Gloves," Goose
"Crown of Age," The Ettes
"Hightimes," Landon Pigg and the Turbo Fruits
"Unattainable," Little Joy
"Lollipop (Squeak E. Clean & Desert Eagles Remix)," The Chordettes
"Doing It Right," The Go! Team
"Breeze," Apollo Sunshine
Not unlike the 500 Days of Summer OST in its ostensible combo of indie cred, cutesy irony points and punk-rock legitimacy. In case you were wondering what critical snark-master David Thorpe has to say about Landon Pigg, he's really just concerned on behalf of the young man's nomenclature:
Jesus, kid, you get to call yourself whatever you want. You could be Ramses Dude or Beowulf LaGrange or something, but you stick with Landon Pigg? It's an affront to culture. Some might say you're just being true to yourself and avoiding the show-biz glamour of an affected name, but to me it just betrays a dangerous lack of imagination.
Though I oft avoid films of a purposefully, gratuitously "indie" ilk, I'm definitely going to see this one. Why? Because it's got significant Nashville ties, because it's got Alia Shawkat--she and I shared a moment at Bonnaroo once, whether she realized it or not--and because Jim Ridley saw it and he says it's good. Works for me.