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La Gatta In Calore Italian Lurid Sleaze Giallo

La gatta in calore vinyl soundtrack Edda dellOrso
La Gatta In Calore (The Cat In Heat) has thrown in the not-for-the-faint-of-heart kitchen sink; bored housewives, druggie drama, orgies, revenge, the lot. And the VERY Morricone-esque soundtrack from Gianfranco Plenizio, with giallo favorite vocalist Edda dell’Orso cannot be beat. Directed by Nello Rossati, this one is, as they say, twisty/turny.

The soundtrack is HIGHLY recommended, and you can (at the time of this writing for as long as the video stays online, hah) get a good look and listen via YouTube. If you feel motivated to buy after watching the full-length film below, Turntabling has limited quantities of the La Gatta In Calore soundtrack for sale, available as a 2015 Australian repress with extensive liner notes and GORGEOUS album artwork.

Buy the soundtrack to La Gatta In Calore from Turntabling.

Morricone: Ma Non Troppo Erotico

I don’t want to turn into a YouTube repository here, but this one’s definitely worth the effort. Morricone turned the film soundtrack business on its ear, especially in the 60s when he was pushing the boundaries of traditional composition by using improvisation, vocalizations-as-instruments, and other innovations. One of his greatest collaborations was with Edda Dell’Orso, one of the most recognizable voices in music from that era…if you were paying attention.

Normally I hate these types of YouTube clips–they generally lack imagination and I wonder why people make the effort. This one’s a bit different, and I have to say much better than the other posts of this type. The model you see in all these images is the legendary Peggy Moffitt, who was featured in Blow Up, worked with Rudi Gernreich, and also appeared in William Klein’s Qui ĂȘtes-vous, Polly Maggoo? Her career is just as interesting as Morricone’s for vastly different reasons.

This track is one of Morricone’s more straightforward Italian soundtrack tunes, but Dell’Orso’s voice over the top of the orchestra makes this a groovier affair…you’ll either be a Morricone convert or wonder why we’re bothering you with all this “Austin Powers” crap…either way, now you know.