Well, what’s good for Jason is good for Freddy. These 2 monsters of 80’s horror go mask in glove, especially around here. So, I can’t give Jay his own private playlist without giving one to Fred too, right?
Well, I’m sure Freddy would conclude as much, anyway.
So presented here is what I think you could accurately call “Freddy’s Greatest Hits,” unlike the very real album Freddy’s Greatest Hits, which is comprised of (at best) the only songs Freddy ever released.
From 213’s original Nightmare to (well, eventually) Iggy Pop’sWhy Was I Born, and even a few gems from Mr. Big Time himself, here’s the Shindig’s celebration of Freddy Krueger in song. Enjoy!
Freddy Krueger: What can be said about the quintessential 80’s man-specter that hasn’t been said a thousands different times by a thousand different nerds? Who am I to pretend like I’ve got some groundbreaking shit to drop on you? I’m no one, and I don’t, so I won’t. I’m simply another nerd with a foolishly myopic blog, so I’ll just stick to the script.
Freddy (whether I’ve said this before or not I can’t recall) is the reigning champ of horror tunes. He owns the 80’s pop-music-via-monster-icon scene. The guy even cut his own album. He’s all over it.
Jason comes close, but the Friday people didn’t fully climb aboard this particular train until part 6, and they never really bought a ticket. Freddy was shoveling coal in it’s boiler room.
And from the jump too, as even his first outing got its own little referentially inclusive tune in the form of 213’sNightmare.
Well, who the fuck is 213? Apparently they’re no ones, as no one seems to have any information on these guys. Well, aside from the painfully obviously “they were some local LA band that provided this track” or the goofier and obviously nonsensical “they were Johnny Deep’s band” theory.
Whoever they were, they’ll go down in the Shindig’s book as they guys who churned out that thoroughly apropos end credit song from the original Nightmare On Elm Street, and baby, that’s enough.
So, up yours with a twirling lawnmower,…whatever the hell that even means.
