Angel and the Lovemongers - The Humanist Queen

the soundtrack to an unmade John Hughes movie


John Hughes has a lot to answer for. If you weren’t a teenager in the mid-to-late 1980’s then his name may not mean a hell of a lot to you, but for any bloke that ever had a thing for Ally Sheedy or Molly Ringwald, or for any girl who wanted to get up close and personal with Judd Nelson in a library then you’ll probably have been smiling ever since you first read his name. Sixteen Candles. The Breakfast Club. Some Kind Of Wonderful. Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. Weird Science. For my generation, they’re classic films, all of them. They may be daft, they may be stupid, they may be ridiculous, but we love them. They’re ours and we embrace them like cherished heirlooms. Hell, I could probably quote most of Weird Science to you right now if you asked, but I won’t as I don’t want this review to become too long-winded. Those films are special, not only because they gave us memorable characters, Wyatt, Chet, Ferris, Cameron and Ducky to name a few, but because their soundtracks were bloody awesome. John Hughes helped me to fall in love with Oingo Boingo, The Vapors, The Specials, The Smiths, David Bowie, Patty Smith and Talking Heads. Hell he even made me listen to Simple Minds for a while, although I haven’t entirely forgiven him for that it must be said.


Suffice is to say that John Hughes pretty much defined our teenage years for his effect can be still be found all over the place. Like here, for instance. Angel and the Love Mongers’ The Humanist Queen is like the soundtrack to an unmade John Hughes movie. It’s one part Thompson Twins, two parts The Cure and a big hefty dollop of Morrissey. It’s probably two decades too late to make any big waves out there in chartland (if only because The Killers have beaten them to the punch) but for those of us that dreamt of showering with Kelly Le Brock, it’ll make us smile nonetheless.