Endless Loop: Kickstart My Heart

motleycrueHave you ever had one of those songs that gets stuck in your head for days…weeks…years? Sure you have. These are the songs that always make the cut. The songs on repeat. We all have them. I have a ton. Welcome back to Endless Loop.

“Kickstart My Heart” by Mötley Crüe

There are dancing songs. There are sleeping songs. There are running songs. There are fucking songs. And hot damn, there are driving songs…songs to cruise to…songs to speed to…songs to rev engines and roar down the freeway to. The beat is real. The drive is calling. When I was a teenager, I got my first speeding ticket at 16, and we were allowed to have it expunged from my driving record for insurance purposes so long as I went before a jury of my peers in a teen court to have some punishment doled out to me. The first question asked of me was if I was listening to something that could have caused me to speed. Or course I was. I always was. We always were…and continue to do so. As far as my lead foot influences go, jet-propelled, electro-synth ragers or straight up, up-tempo rock n’ roll usually adds the weight to the pedal, my grip on the wheel tightening, rubber marks on pavement and exhaust fumes. Or there’s Mötley Crüe. If I’m ever fleeing the cops in a high-speed chase, someone please, please, please put on “Kickstart My Heart,” some adrenaline-fueled sonic revelry from an album full of it, 1989’s Dr. Feelgood.

Slam on the gas.

Way back in the late 80’s when hair metal was king, playing on a million radios and television sets, Mötley Crüe was one of the bands that felt a little separate from the rest of spandex, makeup, and hairspray rattled masses (the other being Guns N’ Roses). The Crüe felt different, like something more classic, like something that could survive a cultural shift (which they kind of did). You could poke fun at all the Poisons and Wingers and Warrants* of the world if you wanted to, but for some reason Mötley Crüe seemed immune to that kind of dissent or mockery. Maybe it’s because their albums rocked. Maybe it’s because they were the perfect mix of sex, sleaze, and drug abuse. Maybe it’s because each band member, be it Vince or Tommy or Nikki or Mick, felt like individual components of a larger organism, rather than a parade of nameless, faceless troubadours.

Maybe it’s because they make me want to drive fast.

Regardless of how cheesy it may be. “Oh! Yeah! Baby!”

 

*Full disclosure: I loved Warrant.

 

Thomas H Williams

Thomas H Williams

From a bunker somewhere in Central Texas, Thomas H. Williams spends most of his time with his wife, his two sons, and his increasingly neurotic dog. He listens to a lot of music, drinks a lot of excellent beers, and gets out from time to time. For even more shenanigans, visit heavenisanincubator.blogspot.com.

2 Responses to Endless Loop: Kickstart My Heart
  1. Shawn C. Baker Reply

    Great pick Tommy! I have to admit, as a somewhat undiscerning teenager (I think I was in 6th grade when this record came out) Dr. Feelgood was the first record by a band I liked where I was taken aback because most of the record let me down, though I guess I didn’t know I was let down, I remember talking about it with others, saying it made me feel weird. I wanted to like it. But as a whole did not. That said, a few tracks stuck out and this was definitely one of them. I think my disappointment – which eventually umbrella’d over pretty much all their albums as albums – was because I felt and still feel Shout at the Devil is just a PERFECT, AWESOME, raucous record and nothing else they did came close to it for me except a few songs. And again, this was one of them.
    Solidarity time: My first concert ever – which was free btw – was Warrant, Trixter, Firehouse. I really liked Warrant, hated Trickster and dug Firehouse’s single (regrettably, right?). I don’t regret the concert at all – I was a freshman and I had never seen so many older, Christina Applegate-esque “rock sluts” in one place before. Oh my god. It gave me something to shoot for for years (euphemism not intended but applicable).

  2. Martin Reply

    Here is my two cents: the Crüe was able to separate themselves from the other hair crews because they were the embodiment of the 80s: Drug-rage alcohol-fueled party-violence that LMFAO could only dream of re-creating. They were indestructible, like Leary hypothesized. Perhaps he was correct, because if you got too close to the sun with the Crüe, you ended up dead on Sunset. When you speed with the Crüe, you get what’s coming to you.

    I’m gonna let that Warrant shit go, only because I know it’s true, and there’s no reason to kick a man when he’s down.

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