Drive Thru Soundtracks

This page accompanies the main Drive Thru page which you can find here and lists the soundtracks on each Drive Thru. Note, the information is gleaned from the DVD release’s main feature and excludes the bonus clips. As far as I know the tracks are listed here in the order in which they appear in the film.

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If you’re watching DT on Fuel or ESPN or some Extreme Sports Channel then the track listing may differ because these cable channels edit the films for release or may air them in parts omitting certain sections for the audience. My advice — buy the DVDs, trust me, you’ll watch ’em again and again.


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St George and the flagging

The attempt to revive St George as a national icon of celebration splutters to a halt today in England.

A verse from The True Dragon by Brian Patten

St George was out walking

He met a dragon on a hill,

It was wise and wonderful

Too glorious to kill


Mr Patten was commissioned to write this poem on this illustrious day, he goes on to say on BBC Radio 4 that he “doesn’t want to kill the dragon, it’s an endangered species”.

It’s a lovely poem — the full thing is here — but to quote Tarantino (who stole it from Ali): “If you shoot me in a dream you better wake up and apologise.” Instead of celebrating, Mr Patten seems bent on apologising . . . before he’s even fired a shot.

Let us not forget the dragon is a fire-breathing, human munching symbol of the devil . . . oh, and it was also make believe. Leaving aside the transformation of the story from hero-conquers-beast into that very 21st century idea: the pre-apology, if you cannot bring yourself to slay such an animal — even in fantasy — then you’ve not just got problems with pest control, you’ve serious doubts with the idea of heritage, legend, symbolism and, if there can be such a thing when it comes to myth, historical accuracy. When one of your national poets is ambivalent about St. George’s day then small wonder everyone else is.

One scallion please, and hold the entrails…

According to Lonely Planet’s China guide:

China has one of the finest cuisines in the world, and from back-alley dumpling shops to four-star banquet halls, travellers surely won’t leave disappointed


You’ve got to ask if this is yet more Lonely Planet chicanery? I’ve never been to China but if my experience in rural Thailand and Laos is anything to go by, I’ll bet the vast majority of the population have never seen the delights on offer down London’s Chinatown (crispy fried aromatic duck, pork-belly stockpot etc etc) . Far more likely for your average Chinaman the daily grind of the above menu which comes courtesy of Lawrence Meakins. Although even the presence of a translation probably means this menu is aimed at the tourist-level wallet.

Incidentally if you’re wondering what scallion is, it’s spring onion although that last sentence there is somewhat suspicious, the lack of a subject hints strongly that we are to assume some sort of entrails is going to feature along with the greens. Also of note, item 1. and item 3. on the menu have identical English translations but the Chinese lettering is different. Any Chinese speakers out there care to enlighten me?

UPDATE. The World Service’s very own Mandarin expert Fuchsia Dunlop says: “It’s because the two dishes have two different coooking methods, neither or which is translatable into English! The first dish is ‘guo qiang’, a kind of stir-frying; the second is ‘hui’, which usually means cooking slivered ingredients in a wok in quite a bit of liquid.”

Touchy feely playground

A school in the US bans tag, dodgeball and touch footy.

I first encountered the weird concept of ‘touch’ sports on my first trip to Australia — the last place on earth I would expect any sport not involving pummelling to gain any sort of traction. Still, times change and if touch football skills up the nippers before ushering them into proper football then I suppose it’s all for the best (extrapolating this line upwards could of course lead to more dangerous sports like rugby, boxing, judo, cage fighting, bare-knuckle-Mafia-boss-battering and for the insane, Australian rules Football).

The school’s head says the tag has got out of hand: 

“Then the kids do ‘pyramiding’ or ‘towering.’ They pile on each other. [Sometimes] they call it ‘jailhouse’ or ‘jailbreak,’ “

We used to call this a ‘pile on’ back in Scotland and usually those doing the piling ended up getting as bruised as the pilee. As for tag, we called it tig and I distinctly remember some nutter from the Raploch wanting to get a bunch of folk together to play tig in a local electricity power substation. Happy times. 

Drive Thru New Zealand

Surf fans rejoice . . .  the latest Drive Thru is out on 18th April 2008. As soon as I get it it will be added to my Drive Thru page right here.

Hamfatter, Metro, Sat 5th

Thanks to a shut M11 Hamfatter arrived at the dingy Metro with about 30 minutes to spare — just enough time to watch the previous act stick the mike down their throat and bellow out a good dose of power rock. It’s tough turning up late with no time for even a rudimentary soundcheck, I guess it’s doubly galling to come onstage to find the lead singer of The Fullerton’s saliva all over your mike. Read more