This of course is from Vicious Lips, a movie so obscure that I had to write my own synopsis and (1st) comment. It's the sound of the '80s in one long hairotica music video. In a trashy scifi setting. Honestly, who cares at that point about it having no plot? : ) And yes, I'd still really, really like to be able to buy the soundtrack!
I guess this also solves the other half of the mystery of Young Nuëlle's hair, doesn't it. Addendum: Oh, and it also explains the title Lightyears Away. : )
In a semi-related anecdote, I was at this club at one point, druggedly dancing next to this woman who had *gorgeous*, but obviously fake hair, and after the song —
well, let's just say that «I'd really like to sleep with your hair; would you like to be present when it happens?» is not a good pickup line.
Seriously.
You know, I haven't got the slightest. I always listened more to the music than the lyrics, I guess I had a hunch they wouldn't be anything to write home about. So let's give it a shot, shall we:
See the writing on the wall
a lonely heart in isolation
reachin' out to break my fall
my emotions are wide open
step into the world inside my dreams
hold me close in love's illusion --
Save me! I need someone to save me!
Caught up in a chain reaction of a world gone wild!
Save me! Somebody save me!
Caught up in a chain reaction of a world gone wild!
It's a time of cold confusion
just tryin' to stay alive
alibis and accusations
it's a game of who survives
You don't know the secrets of my life
You can't see through my disguise
(Maxine: Make it, Asher!
Matty: Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, we'll make it!
Maxine: I don't care --)
Save me! I need someone to save me!
Caught up in a chain reaction of a world gone wild!
(Matty: -- from here but we'll make it, don't worry,
don't worry, sweetcakes, yeah --)
Save me! Oh, somebody save me!
Caught up in a chain reaction of a world gone riot!
Here I am, sad and alone --
Save me! Save me!
(Ace Lucas (I): Ciao!)
Save me! Save me!
Free me!
(soli)
(Mandoa: The only shit band is the one YOU'RE in!)
You don't know the secret of my life
You can't see through my disguise
Save me! Oh, somebody save me!
Caught up in a chain reaction of a world gone wild!
Save me!
(Matty: One way or two, this band is gonna make it --)
I need someone to save me!
(Matty: Tomorrow night, promise, Thomas -- OK!)
(Caught up in a ...)
Save me! Somebody to save me!
(Maxine: Be there, Asher!)
(Matty: Ya, OK!)
(Maxine: You screw me, and you are dead meat!)
Caught up in a chain reaction of a world gone wild!
(Wynzi: You ready?
Ace: I think so ...
Wynzi: Wanna try?)
Looking at the city lights below me
And I'm headin' for another night on the road
Now I find myself in orbit, in a vacuum full of dreams
leaving worlds behind, hopes of finding destiny
Feels like lightyears away
since I felt the warming sunlight on my face
Seems like lightyears away
cause I've made the road my home
Saw a picture postcard in a gift store
I bought it, cause it reminds me of home
Racing through corridors to nowhere, only to find the same old crowd
It makes you weak, but it can't keep you from what's meant to be
Feels like lightyears away
since I felt the warmth of sunlight on my face
Seems like lightyears away
since I've seen a rising sun on a cloudy day
A first shot between waking up and food shopping, so it's probably just "mostly right." Still, it's a bit like listening to the Scorpions there, a rock band making songs about what it's like to be a rock band, isn't it. "Lightyears away," I mean. Still, gorgeous music, gorgeous hair, what's not to like. Now, "Save me" isn't terribly clever in terms of lyrics either, but it does capture the spirit eighties, after a fashion. They /were/ the years of blue neon reflected in pools of rain in broken asphalt, after all. Or … something.
On a different note, while I always got a certain Kim Wilde quality from the music of "Save me" for some reason, the vocal line of "Lightyears away" is very Jennifer Rush in parts ("leaving worlds behind … destiny", "it can't keep you from what's meant to be").
Not to my knowledge, no. The movie itself is pretty obscure to begin with. A few years back, I asked in a record store in London that specialized in soundtracks, and they'd never even heard of it, nor was it something they could order. :-/
Let's make a pact where one informs the other if, against all odds, we find it for sale somewhere?
