Friday, June 1, 2012

[Songs My Son Should Know] Aerosmith | Sweet Emotion

Aerosmith actually used to kind-of rule the school before they were making dedicated theme songs for commercially appealing event films and casting Alicia Silverstone in every 1990s version of my wildest dreams.

In perhaps the greatest opening film montage ever conceived, it's Aerosmith's Sweet Emotion that binds the whole two minute mini-episode together like saliva to Zig Zags -- and so much so, that this entire rock opera has become correspondent with the awesomest day of school: The Last One.

That, my friends, was yesterday -- which makes today the awesomest day of the entire year: The First Day of Summer Break.

 

This suggestion doesn't end at the endorsement of Sweet Emotion.  Instead this promotes the entire film and its accompanying score as an essential experience for the Class of 2029.  While the natural elation and triumph of educational finality is celebrated fairly uniformly from ages four to twenty-four, its the peek into historical context that provides for mimicry and personal inventory on how to properly beast the final day of classes -- a beer bust, a vintage Pontiac GTO, staying out til sunrise.  Despite the prospect of these events being displaced 52 years by the time of Enzo's senior summer, it will still be relevant.

Its pretty much the way we've all experienced it -- but then again, we've all hit a layup before and no one is mistaking us for Wilt Chamberlain.  This generation were the engineers of lewd-cool; a rebirth from the 1920s after the four, long decades of composed-cool.  Better still, these were the artists of Austin-cool, which paced the rhythm of ideology for the way this city operates today, even after a millennial turn -- hipsters and the creative class and old hippies and students.  Government plodders, professors, struggling musicians, and dragworms.  Cool kids, scene kids, fit kids, and just too-many kids.

At last, a way to amplify the foundation of post-modern Austin into a solitary tune.  Austin is infinitely the Last Day of School.  To the maxx.



* ... and sure, you will always have record of your Aunt Annie's theatrical debut.  There was just no way to bypass this familial fact. :)


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