California. 1972. Sunny, clear blue skies, hot gusts of wind blow by. Sweat dripping down your face and chest. You look around at the girls dressed in pretty pink bows, mini skirts and flowing silky hair. Palm trees weave about with the wind, and you itch for something inside. Erotic images make their way into your mind, and you wish you had an outlet. Something to loosen your mind. You walk along the pavement and find yourself in a strange part of town, a place with music beating against the bricks and young women with unmentionable thoughts in their minds. You look at the signs on the stores and they read: Deep Throat: Linda Lovelace. Why not take a peek?
You can't talk about porn music without exploring the seedy growth and demise of adult movie theaters. In the early 1960s the new genre of sexploitation films accompanied the construction of about 20 adult theaters across the US. Later in the decade and the early 70s the number of adult-only theaters reached approximately 750 throughout the country. These were places where people (mostly men) would find a new channel for the sexual revolution taking place. Often gay men would watch heterosexual films and perform sexual actions with other men there. The general rules and guidelines varied among theaters: some allowed nudity, masturbation and sex, and some management would look the other way if said acts were illegal. From the 70s onward, theaters started showing more explicit movies but by 1989 the number of adult only theaters had dropped to 250 in the US.
Before the VCR and, later, the Internet, a movie theater or cinema house was often the only location where the average person could see a hardcore adult film. The advent of home video led to a drastic reduction in the number of theaters
la la la la la elevator music
The Golden Age of Porn started off in the 70s with classics like Mona the Virgin Nymph, Deep Throat, Behind the Green Door, and Debbie Does Dallas. As time went by the porn industry grew bigger and bigger. Boys in the Sand (1971) was one of the first porn films to gain mainstream credibility, and interestingly enough was an all male homosexual cast. The film made back most of its production and promotions budget the day it opened (8,000$), grossing close to $6,000 in the first hour, and nearly $25,000 during its first week. Within six months the film had grossed $140,000 and was continuing to open in theaters across the United States and around the world.
With this golden age of porn came some great music. Although they often sounded like a mix of blues, elevator music, samba, jazz funk, and rock. The music scene in porn has had some great hits and memorable tunes over the years.
The whole movement also lead to greater engagement and discourse in the topic of sexuality. Sadly enough, the Golden Age oversaw a general naivete of STDs and their treatment. AIDS was clinically observed by 1981, only gaining notoriety in the later part of the decade as a deadly virus.
When she wakes up in the morning. She'll make it hard for you with just one smile. She knows what's comin' in a little while. So give it up, she's got to have it.
(Some pretty awesome piano soloing that reminds me of the old Sims buying menu music, or simcity music). You may have noticed a common sound in porn music is the guitar going wah-wah, or wow-wow. The electric guitar with a wah-wah pedal is the most common instrument associated with porn groove, and synonymous with the genre. The flute and piano (both electric and acoustic) also make common appearances in the music. You may also notice that a lot of the music uses a blues chord progression, often the tracks would have sounds reminiscent of the works of older blues players such as Miles Davis, and the harmonics of the Beach Boys, Beatles, and such.
love is strange....lotta people...take it in the mouth
Along with the movie, a soundtrack album for Deep Throat was released in 1972. Few copies exist today and when on the market, they have sold for as much as US $300. Gerard Damiano, the director, actually made the movie around the music, making the 'thrust' in the scenes 'flow' with the music (take a few seconds to imagine that).
I should take a moment to commend whoever wrote the porn movies of yore. The early porn films really were quite creative (if not admirably cheesy and tongue-in-cheek), and Deep Throat was no exception. The plot reads as follows: A sexually frustrated Linda Lovelace asks her friend Helen for advice on how to achieve an orgasm. After a sex party provides no help, Helen recommends that Linda visit a doctor. The doctor discovers that Linda's clitoris is located in her throat, and after helping her develop her oral sex skills the infatuated Linda asks him to marry her. He informs her that she can settle for a job as his therapist, performing her particular oral technique — thereafter known as "deep throat" — on various men, until she finds the one to marry. Meanwhile, the doctor documents her exploits while repeatedly having sex with his nurse. The movie ends with the line "The End. And Deep Throat to you all."
The money shot. You know where that is, right?
The Money Shot was in fact the film that coined the sexual innuendo of "cum shot". It wasn't until the 70s with the advent of hardcore pornography that cum shots became commonplace. Referring to the ejaculation scene as a money shot has been attributed to producers paying the male actors extra for it. According to Stephen Ziplow, author of The Film Maker's Guide to Pornography "...the cum shot, or, as some refer to it, 'the money shot', is the most important element in the movie and that everything else (if necessary) should be sacrificed at its expense. One thing is for sure: if you don't have cum shots, you don't have a porno picture. Supposedly most sex acts other than missionary were rare and often condemned before recent pornography. The term survives to this day, taking on the meaning of the most important or expensive scene of a film.
Ah, the saxophone what soul! What passion! The rolling bass, the unrelenting bass! The music sets the perfect tone for a scene: a woman enters a room, clad in flared jeans and a buttoned down shirt. Her hips wiggle about and her belt begins to unbuckle. Her long nailed fingers move along her supple waist, and begin to reveal what you've long desired to find. In your mind is stark raving madness. She's a black haired beauty with the devil in her eyes, and her body radiates with hell's heat. You bite your lip, she bites it too. The music is wild and emotions are high. This is your one chance. Make it last. Make it memorable... The hotel's gonna have a lot of cleaning to do.
*knocks Who is it? It's the plumber! Plumber? I didn't call a plumber!
Ron Jeremy was one of the biggest names in the porno business, one of the ugliest guys to look at (at least now), and one of the biggest (9.75 inches). I feel I should give him a bit of light as he's really a name a lot of people recognize. The big star grew up in Queens, New York with his father, a physicist, and his mother, a book editor. He earned a bachelor's degree in education and theatre and a master's degree in special education from Queens College in New York. Jeremy left teaching altogether (he called it his "ace in the hole") to pursue an acting career in New York City, and says he learned what it was like to make no money as an actor who "starved Off-Broadway." Jeremy posed for Playgirl after his then-girlfriend submitted his photo to the magazine, and subsequently moved into the adult film industry as a means to support himself.
He started using his first and middle name professionally in the adult industry, after his grandmother Rose was pestered by people calling her thinking they were contacting him. "My father told me, 'If you want to get into this naked, crazy business, so be it, but if you use the family name again, I’ll kill you.'"
Recently Jeremy has been occupied with other business. In 2005, he made headlines when he was invited to address the Oxford Union. According to the Union’s librarian, Vladimir Bermant, "Ron is the biggest and apparently the best in the business, so I'm sure he'll have some fascinating stories to tell." In 2006, Jeremy began a series of debates on pornography opposing Pastor Craig Gross, founder of anti-pornography website XXXchurch.com, visiting various U.S. and Canada college campuses as part of the "Porn Debate Tour." In June 2009, Jeremy, and business partner Paul Smith, opened Ron Jeremy's Club Sesso, a swingers nightclub located in the financial district of downtown Portland, Oregon.
He's a very intelligent and well reasoned person, and well worth the listen.
The test will be comprised of 20% written, 30% oral, and 50% anal. any questions? professor? mm'yes dear? will there be any extra credit? I'm so glad you asked.
The porn music of the 70s was no joke, despite all the innuendos. The production of the music (Deep Throat in particular) was immense. It was estimated that Deep Throat's profit's extended anywhere between 100 and 600 million dollars. The movie was produced by Louis Peraino, with all of the production cost of $22,500 + $25,000 additional for music coming from his father Anthony Peraino, a made member of the Colombo crime family. Gerard Damiano, who had rights to one-third of the profits, was reportedly paid a lump sum of $25,000 once the film became popular and was forced out of the partnership. The film was then distributed by a network of Mafia-connected associates of the Peraino family.
The music made you feel like there really was a plot or purpose to the movie other than just showing sex scenes. The feeling of the music was something almost spiritual, like a journey.
Yes Day[9], trumpets can be sexy
You imagine a scene: A night in Chicago of the 1920s. A detective in trench coat stands in his office, gazing over the rainy city. A woman enters, her hair and clothes drenched from the rain. Someone is trying to kill her fellow top-class prostitutes with no compunction. "You look like you got yourself into a bit of trouble, miss. Here, why don't you take off that jacket and slip into some warm clothes?" "Oh, thank you mister," -she takes the clothes and starts unchanging -" but you see I need your help. My friends are in trouble and I don't know where else to go. Maybe a big... strong... man like you could help?" -she takes off more, down to her underwear- "well, I guess it depends on how you pay me for a...private job" -her fingers run along the soft lace of her bra and begin to dismantle the garment slowly unveiling the partly wet, partly dry and warm skin. She kneels down- "well, I can think of one way..."
The whole production made you feel like you were watching an adventure, a mission, or some goal being reached. Often joyful and even nymph-like, listening to the music without knowing one is listening to porno it would seem a childhood nostalgia takes over. Great trumpets beckoning in triumphant glory, drum kit slamming and dashing to the rhythm of excitement and the movement of your body, the wah-wah peddle singing your heart's song. Ah, the bass and electric organ! Ah the passion!
The 60s and 70s were a different time, so much optimism that showed through the expression of sex in culture. Freedom was blossoming all around with the civil rights movement, open engagement in sex, and an active rebellion in questioning the status quo. New vistas of life were always being explored, be they seedy or otherwise. When I listen to the music, I often feel a need to walk the streets in flared jeans, look about the sunny skies, and wonder around...
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procyonlotor Italy. April 09 2012 04:38. Posts 472
I quite enjoy this type of music, probably because I'm a big fan of that era and style. It's relaxing, exciting, scintillating, and great. I like it a lot - but I don't want ~PORNO MUSIC~ to be the only thing that owns it, to have a monopoly on the genre.
Can you provide sauce for this type of music/artists that I won't have to say Q: "Cool, what is this?" A: "Well it's actually porn music." reflects unnecessarily badly
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Thats... pretty amazing. Those tunes are all really catchy. I feel like if I put those on my Ipod I'd have to spend some time editing out the naughty dialogue at the start. "No no no guys, its a really good song, just forget about that 50% anal bit".
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PaqMan United States. April 09 2012 08:10. Posts 1403
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