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Wayne Lyles (vocals)
Terry Wimberly (piano) Elwood jr. Madeo (guitar) Frank Zappa (drums) So, uh, I'd just like to tell you about a little incident at Shrine Auditorium. Um, well, see we made this scene down there, we walked in, and this..this place is big, y'know, real big, y'know? An' everybody was gonna be there. Louis Armstrong and his boys were gonna be there, (Titans) an' the Titans, (Velvetones too) and the Velvetones, and the Blackouts, so let me tell you about this scene... (we made the scene, that is obvious) ????? The Velvetones think they're Lawrence Welk. |
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Captain Beefheart (vocals)
Bobby Zappa (rhythm guitar) Frank Zappa (lead guitar) Well, I'm lost in a whirlpool Yeah, baby, my head is goin' round Well, ever since my baby flushed me Oh, I been goin round, yeah around and around Well, I'm lost in this whirlpool I keep goin' down and down There's a big brown fish Lookin at me He aint got no eyes How could that motherfucker possibly see Ooh, baby baby I'm gonna be afraid it gonna touch me Well I'm lost in this whirlpool Oh, I can't even see Baby, won't you come help me Pour some drano down, and get the plunger right after me I'll let you know a little secret, baby I'm gettin' tired of all this pee Don't go strange, mother goose Ooh, my head's in a noose |
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Captain Beefheart (vocals)
Frank Zappa (guitar) Janschi (bass) Vic Mortenson (drums) This album is not available to the public ... Even if it were, you wouldn't wanna listen to it! [mouth noises] Iron Man! [screams] That's fine! Tiger spine! Work out! Monza blocks! Light switch! Roaches' smocks! Ice cream! What a dream! Memories of Flyin' machines! Green Lantern! Funny lizard! Three-way! Out'sight! Buddy learns! See Spot run! Work out! Have some fun! Yeah ... [screams] [screams] Wilhelmina! Mildew! [screams] Billboard! Night light! Hammerhead! Outta sight! In Baghdad Roaches fly! Outta sight! 'Cross the grassy sky! Anvils fly! Mountains burp! Turpentine! [Deano/Duno/Tuna/Tina werp?] Lord gosh! Oooh ... [Rush eye / Musheye?] ... [harp imitation, screams and coughs] What's that noise? Looks like green! Maybe it's purple? [Spotlight / Spot eye?]! Hammer law? Bend iron! So fine ... Tiger Roach! |
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[Art Laboe's Original Sound Studios, LA
1963] |
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Ray Collins (lead vocals)
Frank Zappa (lead guitar) Roy Estrada (bass) Jimmy Carl Black (drums) Arthur Tripp (drums) Ian Underwood (piano, alto saxophone) Don Preston (piano) Motorhead Sherwood (baritone saxophone, tambourine) Bunk Gardner (tenor saxophone) It was September, the leaves were gold That's when our hearts knew that story untold We were young lovers, strolling near The fountain of love, founttain of love Do you remember, I held you so near Our love's glowing ember so precious and dear We were young lovers, strolling near The fountain of love, the fountain of love Fountain of love, fountain of love We made a wish and threw in a coin And since that day our hearts have been joined So all you young lovers, wherever you are The fountain of love is not very far We'll go on dreaming of that golden day And remember the fountain is not far away We were young lovers strolling near The fountain of love, fountain of love Fountain of love, fountain of love (spoken) We made a wish and threw in a coin And since that day, our hearts have been joined So all you young lovers wherever you are The fountain of love is not very far Fountain of love, oooo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo Fountain of love, oooo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo Fountain of love, oooo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo Fountain of love, oooo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo |
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Ray Collins (lead vocals, harmonica, tambourine, finger cymbals, bobby pin, tweezers)
Jimmy Carl Black (drums) Roy Estrada (bass, guitarron, boy soprano) Elliot Ingber (lead guitar, rhythm guitar) Any way the wind blows is-a fine with me Any way the wind blows, it don't matter to me 'Cause I'm thru with-a fussin' and-a fightin' with-a you I went out and found a woman who is gonna be true She makes me oh so happy now, I'm never ever blue Any way the wind blows, Any way the wind blows, Any way the wind blows She's my heart and soul and she loves me tenderly Now my story can't be told just how good she is to me Yes, she treats me like she loves me and she never makes me cry I'm gonna stick with her 'till the day I die She's not like you baby, she would never ever lie Any way the wind blows, Any way the wind blows, Any way the wind blows Any way the wind blows, Any way the wind blows, Any way the wind blows Now that I am free from the troubles of the past Took me much too long to see that our romance couldn't last I'm gonna go away and leave you standing at the door I'll tell you pretty baby I won't be back no more 'Cause you don't even know what love is for Any way the wind blows, Any way the wind blows, Any way the wind blows |
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Frank Zappa (vocals, piano, bass, drums)
Charva, I loved you I loved you through and through I loved you since in grammar school When we were sniffing glue I loved you purty baby doll And I don't know what in the world to do about it Boppa-bah-boppa-choo-wah Charva, my darling The only love I had I hope you will forgive me dear For punching out your dad I loved you, I loved you And I don't know what in the world I'm gonna do about it Ooohh-oh-oooh Lahm-buh-buhm-buhm I remember, remember the junior prom And I remember the time I broke your father's arm And I remember, remember all the love we shared Every place and everywhere Oh Charva, Charva I love you more and more I swear it aint because your father owns a liquor store Charva, my baby I love you and I don't know what to do about it Oh-oh Charva Ooooohh Oh-oh Charva Ooooohh Come back my little darling Charva I love you so much honey Come back to me Charva Please Charva, please come back to me I miss you so much |
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Dick:
I started out in Florida, uh producing a record at a studio, and I got friendly with the engineer, and got interested in engineering. Next thing I knew, I was listening to an album called 'Freak Out!' by the Mothers Of Invention. I became very interested in their concept of music, their concept of, of uh, society in general, and their concept of humor, which I thought was very good, and uh enjoyed, because uh, they were saying a lot- whole lotta bunch of stuff that I wanted to say and I agreed with and thought was true. Then one day I decided, 'I'll move to New York' because the air is clean, and the people are friendly, and everybody's in love. So I went to New York, and I got this job at this incredible twelve track studio. Well, I didn't know from twelve track, I thought four track was really hot stuff. So I went in there and they said, 'here's the board. Learn it.' He go, 'Your first client's coming in in five minutes.' Well, my first client was Frank Zappa, |
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(traditional, arranged by FZ)
[Apostolic Studios, NYC December, 1967-February, 1968 FZ guitar, bass Art Tripp marimba, vibes Don Preston keyboards Jimmy Carl Black drums] |
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(traditional, arranged by FZ)
[Apostolic Studios, NYC December, 1967-February, 1968 FZ guitar, bass Art Tripp marimba, vibes Don Preston keyboards Jimmy Carl Black drums] |
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Captain Beefheart (lead vocals)
Frank Zappa (guitar) Winged Eel Fingerling (Elliot Ingber) (slide guitar) Drumbo (John French) (drums) You may find me, baby Yeah, this street With my slippery fists Knock it like this n Knock it like that With my heart in a cage Tucked up under my hat Fluttering like a little black bird, yeh Just seen his furs, pussycat Got my umbrella up in front, yeah And over my head Ready to beat you, baby, If you don't let me in Cuz its raining Cuz its raining, Baby outside Well I'm tired and cold and hungry Been knocked like this an Knocked like that Dont see that bad backyard Alley cat I want dis little pussy Baby wants some o dis And some o dat Dont treat me, baby, like your Any old Alley Cat Alley Cat Alley Cat Alley Cat Dont treat me, baby, like your Any old Alley Cat |
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Terry Bozzio (drums, background vocals)
Davey Moire (vocals) Andre Lewis (organ, vocals) Roy Estrada (bass, vocals) Dave Parlato (bass) Napoleon Murphy Brock (saxophone, vocals) Ruth Underwood (synthesizer, marimba) Donnie Vliet (harmonica) Louanne Neil (harp) Ruben Ladron De Guevara (background vocals) Sharkie Barker (background vocals) L.A. in the summer of '69 I went downtown and bought me some wine Oh, I drank it down under the table I said: watch me now, I'm gonna eat the label Well I'm a wino man, Don't you know I am? 36 - 24, hips about 30 I seen a fine lady And I started talkin' dirty Boy, she looked over at me And she raised her thumb She said: "Jam down the road You bum, bum, bum, bum" I'm a wino man, Don't you know I am? I went to the country, And while I was gone I lost control of my body functions On the road ahead at the ladies front lawn I'm so ashamed, But I'm a wino man I can't help myself I've been drinkin' all night Till my eyes got red Stumbled on the gutter And busted my head Bugs in my zoot suit, Been scratchin' like a dog I can't stand no water, And I stink like a hog Give me a five dollar bill, And an overcoat too Give me a five dollar bill, And an overcoat too A five dollar bill and an overcoat too A five dollar bill and a floor shine shoe |
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[Bolic Sound, Inglewood
Late 1973-early 1974 George Duke keyboard Ruth Underwood percussion Bruce Fowler trombone Tom Fowler bass Chester Thompson drums Ralph Humphrey drums] |
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Did a vehicle
Come from somewhere out there Just to land in the Andes? Was it round And did it have A motor Or was it Something Different Did a vehicle Did a vehicle Did a vehicle Fly along the mountains And find a place to park itself Or did someone Build a place To leave a space For such a vehicle to land Did a vehicle Come from somewhere out there Did a vehicle Come from somewhere out there Did the indians, first on the bill Carve up the hill Did a booger-bear Come from somewhere out there Just to land in the Andes? Was she round And did she have a motor Or was she something different Guacamole Queen Guacamole Queen Guacamole Queen Guacamole Queen At the Armadillo in Austin Texas, her aura, Or did someone build a place Or leave a space for Chester's Thing to land (Chester's Thing... on Ruth) Did a booger-beer Come from somewhere out there Did a booger-bear Come from somewhere out there Did the Indians, first on the bill Carve up her hill On Ruth On Ruth That's Ruth |
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I'm cryin'
I'm cryin' Cryin' for Sharleena, Don't you know? I called up all my baby's friends 'N ask'n um Where she done went But nobody 'round here seems to know Where my Sharleena's been Where my Sharleena's been I'm cryin' I'm cryin' Cryin' for Sharleena, Can't you see? I called up all my baby's friends 'N ask'n um Where she done went But nobody 'round here seems to know Where my Sharleena's been Where my Sharleena's been Ten long years I been lov'n her Ten long years And I thought deep down in my heart She was mine Ten long years I been lov'n her Ten long years I would call her my baby, and now, I'm always cryin' Ugh! Ugh! I would be so delighted I would be so delighted If they would just Send her on home to me I would be so delighted I would be so delighted If they would just Send her on home to me Send my baby home to me! Send my baby home to me! Send my baby ho-oo-ome! Send my baby home to me! |
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