There are some albums that make you feel cool while listening to them. The best way I can describe it, is by telling you about something I like to call “Airport Songs.” An Airport Song is basically your soundtrack while walking through the terminal.
I came up with the expression after watching the movie Blow where Johnny Depp struts through an airport while Ram Jam’s “Black Betty” blares in the background.
Ever since I first saw that movie, I have a habit of finding a great song to listen to while I make my way to my luggage. Arabia Mountain is an entire record of Airport Songs.
It sounds a hell of a lot like the Ramones, the Kinks, Sex Pistols, and at times a few hints of the Stones. Not in the kind of way where someone can accuse them of ripping off those bands. No, this is more of a love letter to dirty rock and roll – just the way it was supposed to sound.
This record is also special to me because it was the final album I bought from my favourite store Criminal Records before it closed. I remember that hot afternoon in Toronto like it was yesterday. I walked in, looked around, and then asked what they were listening to lately. Arabia Mountain was the record that he put on.
I’ve been blasting it ever since then.