I didn't love the movie (in fact, I don't think I've ever sat through the whole thing) and I've never seen a copy of the magazine, but this soundtrack has its high points. Since the movie is named after the magazine and not the genre, it's understandable that this joint isn't all heavy metal music. Actually, this is more power pop and pop metal than anything else. And for that, I thank you. To be honest, there's two groups on this compilation that I don't recognize and have never heard beyond this soundtrack: Riggs and the French band Trust.
This album was released in the middle of what I'll call "The Golden Age of Movie Soundtracks" which started in 1978 with Saturday Night Fever and Grease then ended in 1988 with the chart reign of the Dirty Dancing soundtrack.
Peak on the US Billboard Top 200 chart: #12
Peak on Cash Box album chart: #13
Tracks: 16 tracks, 62 minutes, ranked in order of personal preference:
- Heavy Metal - Sammy Hagar
- Working In The Coal Mine - Devo (#43 Pop, #53 Rock)
- True Companion - Donald Fagen
- Heavy Metal (Takin' A Ride) - Don Felder (#43 Pop, #5 Rock)
- Open Arms - Journey (#2 Pop, #35 Rock, #7 AC)
- Queen Bee - Grand Funk Railroad
- I Must Be Dreamin' - Cheap Trick
- Blue Lamp - Stevie Nicks
- Reach Out - Cheap Trick
- Heartbeat - Riggs
- All Of You - Don Felder
- Radar Rider - Riggs
- Prefabricated - Trust
- The Mob Rules - Black Sabbath
- Crazy (A Suitable Case For Treatment) - Nazareth
- Veteran of the Psychic Wars - Blue Oyster Cult
Personal Memory Associated with this CD: Many of my friends had this album on cassette because it was perfect for a car date, cruising down 7th Street and hanging out in the Dairy Queen parking lot, because it gave the guys lots of rockin' tunes but also gave the ladies a little something with the Journey tune. Just think of how different a teenager's world was back when we were crusin' in '81: there was no graduated driver licensing, there were student smoking areas on the high school campus and no minimum age to buy tobacco, the legal drinking age was 18, and there were no mandatory seat-belt laws or open container laws. As a parent now, I can't believe some of the stuff we did back then (shhh....don't tell my sons).