Teacher, when a piece of music is discovered fresh when it first appears, it tends to get carried throughout life, it has a tendency to flavour consciousness like a leaf in a leafy shade tree.
Here’s your test, should you need to accept it. I was also fortunate to discover this when it was new. I think that your impressions of this would entertaining and perhaps even humorous if you take it seriously, but I won’t guarantee any feedback.
McCoy Tyner – Atlantis
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FEaZOMmfrvI
What music are you listening to?
Re: What music are you listening to?
I said vinyl, you heard cassette. However, I do remember the wonderful new technology I discovered when transferring vinyl to cassette, although I don't recall transferring Zappa.promethean75 wrote: ↑Wed Oct 18, 2023 11:44 am "I was listening to Zappa before you were born, when it was still hot on the vinyl, fool."
Oh yeah? Well I owned 62 Zappa albums and bootlegs before the POleece stole all my shit when I was arrested, homeboy.
U, on the other hand, had a couple greatest hits cassettes at best.
The Buddha tells us that the meaning behind the words is more important than the words. To that, after a long life, I can say from regrets that the heart behind the meaning is more important than the meaning, and that last part is what you have going for you, tortured as you are for bringing fire for man to marvel and for women to cook, no matter what the bosses said.
You can see heart in folks in different ways. It’s seen as lightness, as with you, and that’s a good way to cover up the heart because if it’s spotted on a sleeve, well, you know the way people are. There’s other ways to hide it but a good heart, that’s the ticket. That’s the measure for me, around here.
Now this one, she has some clunkers but with the right tune she really flies. Good heart, and she puts it out there even from a studio lab.
Cruising for Bruising
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0mXUgwHzRgA
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Did you realize from listening to Zappa that he needed Duke in order to show the heart he kept hidden with his intellectual detachment that was as cold as Nanook trudging across the tundra, mile after mile.
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Christina Eltrevoog
For Free cover
https://youtu.be/kp2O_uuIKQo?si=3FLclTZCYVq7bfEU
Boots of Spanish Leather cover
https://youtu.be/ZnxTnZ4ekVY?si=VYyrzR60gCj2Ms29
For Free cover
https://youtu.be/kp2O_uuIKQo?si=3FLclTZCYVq7bfEU
Boots of Spanish Leather cover
https://youtu.be/ZnxTnZ4ekVY?si=VYyrzR60gCj2Ms29
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"Did you realize from listening to Zappa that he needed Duke in order to show the heart he kept hidden with his intellectual detachment that was as cold as Nanook trudging across the tundra, mile after mile."
Frank was a friendly, warm hearted family man, and he hired Duke becuz he needed a virtuoso keyboardist to play his music.
The cynical, arrogant and sarcastic Zappa we find in much of his music is a response to what a joke the music industry, politics and society in general wuz becomming.
Ordinary people can't understand this. They can't comprehend how a superior soul has to be this way when surrounded by shit.
Frank was a friendly, warm hearted family man, and he hired Duke becuz he needed a virtuoso keyboardist to play his music.
The cynical, arrogant and sarcastic Zappa we find in much of his music is a response to what a joke the music industry, politics and society in general wuz becomming.
Ordinary people can't understand this. They can't comprehend how a superior soul has to be this way when surrounded by shit.
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Big Kahuna
Santana
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v_mRrPh1Y7s
Took a walk, down by the ocean
I was alone, nothing on my mind
As I stood there, I saw the devotion
That the surf had with the shore
Suddenly
I felt this emotion of the sea
Pulling me
Chorus:
Big Kahuna, tide was high
I began bodysurfing for my life
Ecstasy, sky and the sea
Embracing me
Golden sun on my face
Giving life to me
Unafraid I let go
Trusting in the deep blue sea
We became one with each other
Watching the tide as it drifts away
Chorus
I spoke to me daddy
Said to me, son
You got to go find a job
And bring some money into the family
For your mommy and me
I say, Daddy, me want to go to the seashore
And bodysurf all day long
Me no wanna work
Me wanna play
Me wanna bodysurf all day
Me told him
Me wanna go bodysurfing
Me tell him
Me tell him
No, me wanna go
Santana
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v_mRrPh1Y7s
Took a walk, down by the ocean
I was alone, nothing on my mind
As I stood there, I saw the devotion
That the surf had with the shore
Suddenly
I felt this emotion of the sea
Pulling me
Chorus:
Big Kahuna, tide was high
I began bodysurfing for my life
Ecstasy, sky and the sea
Embracing me
Golden sun on my face
Giving life to me
Unafraid I let go
Trusting in the deep blue sea
We became one with each other
Watching the tide as it drifts away
Chorus
I spoke to me daddy
Said to me, son
You got to go find a job
And bring some money into the family
For your mommy and me
I say, Daddy, me want to go to the seashore
And bodysurf all day long
Me no wanna work
Me wanna play
Me wanna bodysurf all day
Me told him
Me wanna go bodysurfing
Me tell him
Me tell him
No, me wanna go
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I think I may have posted this one already.
clear skies lay overhead the san fernando valley as Andrea drove down the freeway in the little convertable volkswagen rabbit. she was on her way to the galleria, and the traffic was jammed because of rush hour. "oh my god... like why is there all this traffic," she complained as she tugged on a giant, orange hoop earring. she had driven this way almost everyday for the last five years, and still she acted surprised at the traffic jams.
Andrea sat in the middle of traffic in the 1984 rabbit and propped an elbow on the window, waiting for the traffic to start moving again. the summer heat was almost unbearable. "gawd!" she scowled impatiently, and hit the steering wheel with her right hand. "like what is the deal!"
across two lanes a truck beeped its horn and Andrea looked over. "hey baby, where'ya going," shouted the quarterback of the highschool football team, Todd, leaning out of the truck window. his two buddies in the cab were drinking beer and laughing obnoxiously. "wanna get together, Andrea? we could catch a movie."
"pfft, yeah right, Todd. I don't date jocks," she answered arrogantly, twisting a lock of her hair in her fingers. she rolled her eyes and turned the radio up to drown out Todd and his friends.
"oh come on, Andrea, you know you want me!" Todd laughed as Derrick punched him in the arm and threw an empty beer can out the window. "yeah Andrea, quit being such a bitch!," shouted Derrick across Todd. they all fell into laughter and horseplay again. "oh my god you are so gross, Todd! like, gag me with a smurf... no way!"
finally the traffic started moving and Andrea hit the gas, lurching forward. Todd beeped the horn as she sped off. "he's such a total loser," Andrea assured herself as she watched the truck fade in the rear view mirror.
"oh my god this song is so bitchin'!' Duran Duran was on the radio now, and she tapped her fingers on the wheel as she drove on, singing horribly out of key.
she pulled into the galleria parking lot and walked into the mall. after buying a milkshake from the pretzel stand she continued toward the clothing store across from the arcade.
two hours later she emerged from the store with five bags she could barely carry. she staggered through the mall to the exit, opened the door, and pushed herself and the five bags through with an audible "umph!"
"oh my god, like why are these doors so small," she complained indignantly. "i'm so sure!"
she gathered herself and stumbled clumsily into the parking lot... but before she managed to take three steps, she stepped on a big glob of melted bubble gum. Andrea looked down at her high-heel, exhaled loudly, and dropped her bags in frustration. "grody to the max!," she sighed aloud.
she finally plopped down on the curb, removed her high-heel, stood up, picked up her bags, and began trying to hop across the parking lot to her car, in a mini skirt. it was the most ridiculous thing you've ever seen, but it made perfect sense... because Andrea was a valley girl
(Andrea played by Moon Unit Zappa)
clear skies lay overhead the san fernando valley as Andrea drove down the freeway in the little convertable volkswagen rabbit. she was on her way to the galleria, and the traffic was jammed because of rush hour. "oh my god... like why is there all this traffic," she complained as she tugged on a giant, orange hoop earring. she had driven this way almost everyday for the last five years, and still she acted surprised at the traffic jams.
Andrea sat in the middle of traffic in the 1984 rabbit and propped an elbow on the window, waiting for the traffic to start moving again. the summer heat was almost unbearable. "gawd!" she scowled impatiently, and hit the steering wheel with her right hand. "like what is the deal!"
across two lanes a truck beeped its horn and Andrea looked over. "hey baby, where'ya going," shouted the quarterback of the highschool football team, Todd, leaning out of the truck window. his two buddies in the cab were drinking beer and laughing obnoxiously. "wanna get together, Andrea? we could catch a movie."
"pfft, yeah right, Todd. I don't date jocks," she answered arrogantly, twisting a lock of her hair in her fingers. she rolled her eyes and turned the radio up to drown out Todd and his friends.
"oh come on, Andrea, you know you want me!" Todd laughed as Derrick punched him in the arm and threw an empty beer can out the window. "yeah Andrea, quit being such a bitch!," shouted Derrick across Todd. they all fell into laughter and horseplay again. "oh my god you are so gross, Todd! like, gag me with a smurf... no way!"
finally the traffic started moving and Andrea hit the gas, lurching forward. Todd beeped the horn as she sped off. "he's such a total loser," Andrea assured herself as she watched the truck fade in the rear view mirror.
"oh my god this song is so bitchin'!' Duran Duran was on the radio now, and she tapped her fingers on the wheel as she drove on, singing horribly out of key.
she pulled into the galleria parking lot and walked into the mall. after buying a milkshake from the pretzel stand she continued toward the clothing store across from the arcade.
two hours later she emerged from the store with five bags she could barely carry. she staggered through the mall to the exit, opened the door, and pushed herself and the five bags through with an audible "umph!"
"oh my god, like why are these doors so small," she complained indignantly. "i'm so sure!"
she gathered herself and stumbled clumsily into the parking lot... but before she managed to take three steps, she stepped on a big glob of melted bubble gum. Andrea looked down at her high-heel, exhaled loudly, and dropped her bags in frustration. "grody to the max!," she sighed aloud.
she finally plopped down on the curb, removed her high-heel, stood up, picked up her bags, and began trying to hop across the parking lot to her car, in a mini skirt. it was the most ridiculous thing you've ever seen, but it made perfect sense... because Andrea was a valley girl
(Andrea played by Moon Unit Zappa)
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"what is she like, father? please tell us", begged little Elizabeth as they stood at the entrance of the great ballroom watching all the commotion. the sky was a deep blue without a cloud, and a cacophony of merriment filled the air, groups of people talking and laughing joyously.
"now Elizabeth, it wouldn't be a surprise if i told, would it?," father insisted.
the busy servants hustled about carrying tables and chairs. Elizabeth's little brother stood silently at father's side munching on a peppermint stick, hardly aware of all the activity.
"but you and mother know. it's just not fair!" she pouted.
father scooped Elizabeth up into his arms and held her. she stared at him with demanding expectation. he paused as if to think.
"hmm...let me see."
suddenly he sneered and assaulted her with tickles. "she's a mean old woman with warts and big black eyes... and she likes to eat little girls!"
Elizabeth pitched into a fit, giggling with delight as she squirmed in father's arms. "she IS NOT! mother says she's the most beautiful woman in the world!"
"well what does that make you, then?," father asked, as he hoisted Elizabeth onto his shoulders to give her a better view.
"i'm going to be beautiful like the queen!", she declared, putting her hands on father's head to steady herself.
suddenly the trumpets sounded as a cavalry escort rounded the hill. the people cheered and waved their hands. a group of brilliant white horses harnessed in studded black leather moved in perfect formation. the gallant knights flying the king's flag and coat of arms. they wore flawless silver armor made of the finest plate mail, their jeweled scabbards glinting in the bright sunlight.
as the escort approached, the crowd grew silent. only a few whispers could be heard over the deadening quiet. a servant walked briskly from the hall and rolled a red carpet out as the coach slowed to a stop in front of the great ballroom.
"move to the left, father, i can't see, i can't see!," demanded Elizabeth. "look Manfred, it's the queen!," she informed her brother.
Manfred paid no attention, and continued working on his peppermint stick with great determination. his lips and tongue had turned completely green.
"hear ye, hear ye!," came an announcement to the crowd. "her majesty the queen has arrived!"
the coach door opened as the crowd shifted noisily to get a better view. the queen gracefully stepped down from the coach as a kneeling servant took her hand, and then proceeded down the carpet in full peaches en regalia
"now Elizabeth, it wouldn't be a surprise if i told, would it?," father insisted.
the busy servants hustled about carrying tables and chairs. Elizabeth's little brother stood silently at father's side munching on a peppermint stick, hardly aware of all the activity.
"but you and mother know. it's just not fair!" she pouted.
father scooped Elizabeth up into his arms and held her. she stared at him with demanding expectation. he paused as if to think.
"hmm...let me see."
suddenly he sneered and assaulted her with tickles. "she's a mean old woman with warts and big black eyes... and she likes to eat little girls!"
Elizabeth pitched into a fit, giggling with delight as she squirmed in father's arms. "she IS NOT! mother says she's the most beautiful woman in the world!"
"well what does that make you, then?," father asked, as he hoisted Elizabeth onto his shoulders to give her a better view.
"i'm going to be beautiful like the queen!", she declared, putting her hands on father's head to steady herself.
suddenly the trumpets sounded as a cavalry escort rounded the hill. the people cheered and waved their hands. a group of brilliant white horses harnessed in studded black leather moved in perfect formation. the gallant knights flying the king's flag and coat of arms. they wore flawless silver armor made of the finest plate mail, their jeweled scabbards glinting in the bright sunlight.
as the escort approached, the crowd grew silent. only a few whispers could be heard over the deadening quiet. a servant walked briskly from the hall and rolled a red carpet out as the coach slowed to a stop in front of the great ballroom.
"move to the left, father, i can't see, i can't see!," demanded Elizabeth. "look Manfred, it's the queen!," she informed her brother.
Manfred paid no attention, and continued working on his peppermint stick with great determination. his lips and tongue had turned completely green.
"hear ye, hear ye!," came an announcement to the crowd. "her majesty the queen has arrived!"
the coach door opened as the crowd shifted noisily to get a better view. the queen gracefully stepped down from the coach as a kneeling servant took her hand, and then proceeded down the carpet in full peaches en regalia
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