Angels & Oranges
Directed by: Christiaan Pasquale
Christiaan Pasquale has made a point in saying that Angels & Oranges is not a “punk rock” movie. Angels & Oranges is the story of Pasquale’s life and that of his family’s. Punk rock and music in general is kind of like that next door neighbor that leans on your fence while you’re mowing the lawn. Always there, but not really there.
For example Pasquale will talk about a club where his parents met, then you’ll get to see any number of people from Jack Grisham, Edward Colver, Don Bolles, Derek O’Brien, Eddie Nichols, Taquila Mockingbird, Rick Wilder, Kim Fowley, Bill Evens of Black Hole Records, Pasquale’s late uncles Robert Pasquale, Billy Pasquale and cousin Dotie Stevens discuss these locations.
To further push the point home, you will see bands like Gamblers Mark, Dead Bolt, A Pretty Mess and Pachuco Jose Y Los Diamantes perform the various genres Pasquale also describes in the film.
Pasquale takes his viewers into some dark territories, death, cancer, drug abuse and general life among the discontented. It’s definitely a documentary worth watching, though, due to the darker/sadder tones, you may not be watching it multiple times.
If you don’t have it, go buy it.
Rating: *** two out of three stars
On to the story . . .
When I was a kid, somewhere in the early to mid-1970’s, there was a show that came on everyday, a Christian show, that people who were down on their luck would come on tell their story and people would call in to help.
I don’t remember a lot about it, though, I remember one show in particular, an older African-American man, probably late 70’s, came on and talked about saving money to buy his granddaughter a bicycle and someone broke into his home and took all his money and he could no longer afford to give her a Christmas gift. I remember him crying on the show. Then, within five minutes or so someone called in and said they owned a bike shop in his town and they would bring him a bicycle the next day.
Now I grew up lower middle class to poor, depending on who you ask, but we never needed anything. My mother could cook or make anything. She made most of our clothes in grade school, cut our hair and made everything from our food to shampoo and soap. She was pretty fuckin’ amazing.
Anyway, I watched this show and I guess I didn’t understand the stigma of being poor. I went into the living poor and asked my mom if I could go on the show. She looked a little startled and said, “Why?” I said, “You could go on this show and say you want a bike and someone will call and give you a bike.” She said, “There’s more to it, you have to tell the world you’re poor. We’re not.”
I still didn’t get the argument. A new bike, I’ll say I’m poor and Vietnamese if it’s a good bike. It wasn’t until later in life that I realized that being poor wasn’t something you wanted to announce to the world.
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