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Alex Jones talks about Frank Zappa's Political Views and Awareness of the NWO

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posted on Dec, 1 2007 @ 03:55 PM
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This is a small clip from an Alex Jones radio show, where they discuss a few interviews with Zappa that were never published regarding George Bush Sr., the NWO, fascism and censorship.

of course, Frank isn't around to verify or expand on any of this, but very interesting nonetheless. Some more insight into his lyrics, and some more insight into how long awareness of the NWO has been in pop culture / counter culture.




posted on Dec, 1 2007 @ 06:13 PM
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Great post. Zappa was the greatest. Amazing how many people in prominent positions, who know and speak the truth, end up dead.



posted on Dec, 1 2007 @ 07:02 PM
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that does not even scratch the surface..
he talked of this stuff as early as 1966.
the reagan era as 'death valley days'.
how the country was headed towards a facist theocracy.

he was years ahead of his time....

he is my favorite artist, composer, thinker, etc...

he was a friggin genius.

there are so many vids on youtube of him on cnn crossfire debating and he just owns em....vids of him debating censorship in front of the pmrc..

was talking about being able to recieve music on your tv, via a phone line in the late 80's. as well as that, they would get pics and album notes and such for the visuals...

his brain was just off the charts...

you should see the 'vault'...

this is only a minute 30. check out how much material he put out


gail(his wife) says there is enough material down there to release a full cd every month, for three years...

his catalogue is deep man...

his album thing fish is about an evil prince that tests the evil 'galoot cologna' in the prison system first....the cologna turns people into mammy nuns. the mammy nuns give broadway shows and pass out mashed potatos that are infected by the cologna.
according to the thing fish, all the 'fagnents' all die off in the month of november. the evil prince goes to contaminate the water supply.

it's so insane about what he 'saw' coming.

edit* to show my commitment



^^^^what would frank do





this monday is the day of his death.
he would have been 67 on the 21st of this month.


[edit on 1-12-2007 by Boondock78]



posted on Dec, 1 2007 @ 07:31 PM
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check this out...remember though, he was a satirist and nothing was off limits....you have to hear the songs to get the context and before anyone asks, frank was 100% CLEAN OF ALL DRUGS....he despised them and fired many a band member for using.....

from the album freak out. came out in 1966 and was a double album. the very first song on his very first album was 'hungry freaks daddy'. here is a snip

--Mister America
Walk on by
Your schools that do not teach
Mister America
Walk on by
The minds that won't be reached
Mister America
Try to hide
The emptiness that's you inside
When once you find that the way you lied
And all the corny tricks you tried
Will not forestall the rising tide of
Hungry freaks, Daddy . . .
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same album. song is 'trouble every day'

Well I'm about to get sick
From watchin' my TV
Been checkin' out the news
Until my eyeballs fail to see
I mean to say that every day
Is just another rotten mess
And when it's gonna change, my friend
Is anybody's guess

So I'm watchin' and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Even think I'll go to prayin'
Every time I hear 'em sayin'
That there's no way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
No way to delay
That trouble comin' every day
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from the album 'we're only in it for the money'..song is called 'who needs the peace corps'

What's there to live for?
Who needs the peace corps?
Think I'll just DROP OUT
I'll go to Frisco
Buy a wig & sleep
On Owsley's floor

Walked past the wig store
Danced at the Fillmore
I'm completely stoned
I'm hippy & I'm trippy
I'm a gypsy on my own
I'll stay a week & get the crabs &
Take a bus back home
I'm really just a phony
But forgive me
'Cause I'm stoned
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same album...'whats the ugliest part of your body?

What's the ugliest
Part of your body?
What's the ugliest
Part of your body?
Some say your nose
Some say your toes
(I think it's your mind)
But I think it's YOUR MIND
(Your mind)
I think it's your mind, woo woo

ALL YOUR CHILDREN ARE POOR
UNFORTUNATE VICTIMS OF
SYSTEMS BEYOND THEIR CONTROL
A PLAGUE UPON YOUR IGNORANCE & THE GRAY
DESPAIR OF YOUR UGLY LIFE

Where did Annie go
When she went to town?
Who are all those creeps
That she brings around?

ALL YOUR CHILDREN ARE POOR
UNFORTUNATE VICTIMS OF LIES YOU BELIEVE
A PLAGUE UPON YOUR IGNORANCE THAT KEEPS
THE YOUNG FROM THE TRUTH THEY DESERVE . . .
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from the overnite sensation album...song is 'i am the slime'

I am gross and perverted
I'm obsessed 'n deranged
I have existed for years
But very little has changed
I'm the tool of the Government
And industry too
For I am destined to rule
And regulate you

I may be vile and pernicious
But you can't look away
I make you think I'm delicious
With the stuff that I say
I'm the best you can get
Have you guessed me yet?
I'm the slime oozin' out
From your TV set
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from the zoot allures album...'the torture never stops'

Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair
Prisoners grumble and piss their clothes and scratch their matted hair
A tiny light from a window hole a hundred yards away
Is all they ever get to know about the regular life in the day;
An' it stinks so bad the stones been chokin'
'N weepin' greenish drops
In the room where the giant fire puffer works
'N the torture never stops
The torture never stops

Slime 'n rot, rats 'n snot 'n vomit on the floor
Fifty ugly soldiers, man, holdin' spears by the iron door
Knives 'n spikes 'n guns 'n the likes of every tool of pain
An' a sinister midget with a bucket an' a mop where the blood goes down the drain;
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from joes garage.....'the central scrutinizer'(this record is about a couple kids that turn 'bad' cause of the music they play/listen too.

This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER . . . it is my responsibility to enforce all the laws that haven't been passed yet. It is also my responsibility to alert each and every one of you to the potential consequences of various ordinary everyday activities you might be performing which could eventually lead to The Death Penalty (or affect your parent's credit rating). Our criminal institutions are full of little creeps like you who do wrong things . . . and many of them were driven to these crimes by a horrible force called MUSIC!

Our studies have shown that this horrible force is so dangerous to society at large that laws are being drawn up at this very moment to stop it forever! Cruel and inhuman punishments are being carefully described in tiny paragraphs so they won't conflict with the Constitution (which, itself, is being modified in order to accomodate THE FUTURE).

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from the tinsel town rebellion album...'the blue light'

Your ethos
Your pathos
Your Porthos
Your Aramis
Your Brut Cologne
You're writing home
You are hopeless
Your hopelessness
Is rising around you, rising around you
You like it
It gives you something to do
In the day time

Hey buddy, you need a hobby
You are tired of moving forward
You think of the future
And secretly you piddle your pants
The puddle of piddle
Which used to be little
Is rising around you, rising around you
You like it
It gives you something to do
In the night time
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same album but the song is 'tinsel town rebellon'

They used to play all kinds of stuff
And some of it was nice
Some of it was musical
But then they took some guy's advice
To get a record deal, he said,
They would have to be more punk
Forget their chops and play real dumb
Or else they would be sunk
So off they go to S.I.R. to learn some stupid riffs
And practice all their poses
In between their powder sniffs

Chop a line now, snort it up now

And when they think they've got it
They launch a new career
Who gives a # if what they play
Is somewhat insincere
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sorry to go off but i am pretty poassionate about my zappa. those are only snips of tunes....
you can get to them from this link. i'm gonna link a few other songs.

'the meek shall inherit nothing'
globalia.net...


dumb all over
globalia.net...


heavenly bank account

He's got twenty million dollars
In his Heavenly Bank Account . . .
All from those chumps who was
Born again
Oh yeah, oh yeah

He's got seven limousines
And a private plane . . .
All for the use of his
Special Friends
Oh yeah, oh yeah

He's got thousand-dollar suits
And a Wembley Tie . . .
Girls love to stroke it
While he's on the phone
Oh yeah, oh yeah

At the House of Representatives
He's a groovy guy . . .
When he Gives Thanks
He is not alone . . .

He is dealin'
He is really dealin'
IRS can't determine
Where The Hook is

It is easy with the Bible
To pretend that
You're in Show Biz
(And a-one, and a-two, and a . . . )

They won't get him
They will never get him
For the naughty stuff
That he did

It is best in cases like this
To pretend that
You are stupid
(DOH . . . )

He's got Presidential Help
All along the way
He says the grace
While the lawyers chew
Oh yeah
They sure do

And the Governors agree to say:
"He's a lovely man!"
He makes it easier for
Them to screw
All of you . . .
Yes, that's true!

'Cause he helps put The Fear of God
In the Common Man
Snatchin' up money
Everywhere he can
Oh yeah
Oh yeah

He's got twenty million dollars
In his Heavenly Bank Account
You ain't got nothin', people
You ain't got nothin', people
You ain't got nothin', people
Thank the man . . . oh yeah

As we end another broadcast day
Let me say
That you ain't got nothin'
And he's got it all
And your miserable self
Is against the wall
The only thing you have not tried
It's the sport of chumps
That's SUICIDE
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the man was ahead of his time and i would think if he was around to see the burst of the net, he himself would probably lurk around a site like this and no doubt in my mind music would be different.

aside from his philosophy, he was a multi instrumentalist.
played percussion, bouzuki, electric/acoustic guitar, synth..
99% of his catalogues is ALL original compositions.
i just don't understand how he did it...

the only explanation i can come up with is he was genius.
the amount of material he has and the musicians that got their start with frank should say something.

warren cucurullo(sp) calls him the mad scientist of rock.
along with miles davis' bitches brew, franks hot rats is considered to be the birth of jazz fusion.
frank also worked on this conceptual continuity...all of his stuff has reoccuring themes...
he used to take a guitar solo from song a that was recorded in france, then take a percussion part from song b that was recorded in germany, etc, etc and make a new song...that was back when he edited with razor blades....

i am not any type of official authority but i have devoured everything i could find on him so, if anyone has any questions about him or his views, ask away....i probably know...



posted on Dec, 1 2007 @ 08:14 PM
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FZ is the man for sure...dont forget "dumb all over"

Whoever we are
Wherever we're from
We shoulda noticed by now
Our behavior is dumb
And if our chances
Expect to improve
It's gonna take a lot more
Than tryin' to remove
The other race
Or the other whatever
From the face
Of the planet altogether
They call it THE EARTH
Which is a dumb kinda name
But they named it right
'Cause we behave the same...
We are dumb all over
Dumb all over,
Yes we are
Dumb all over,
Near'n far
Dumb all over
Black 'n white
People, we is not wrapped tight
Nurds on the left
Nurds on the right
Religious fanatics
On the air every night
Sayin' the Bible
Tells the story
Makes the details
Sound real gory
'Bout what to do
If the geeks over there
Don't believe in the book
We got over here
You can't run a race
Without no feet
'N pretty soon
There won't be no street
For dummies to jog on
Or doggies to dog on
Religious fanatics
Can make it be all gone
(I mean it won't blow up
'N disappear
It'll just look ugly
For a thousand years...)
You can't run a country
By a book of religion
Not by a heap
Or a lump or a smidgeon
Of foolish rules
Of ancient date
Designed to make
You all feel great
While you fold, spindle
And mutilate
Those unbelievers
From a neighboring state
TO ARMS! TO ARMS!
Hooray! That's great
Two legs ain't bad
Unless there's a crate
They ship the parts
To mama in
For souvenirs: two ears (Get down!)
Not his, not hers (but what the hey?)
The Good Book says:
"It's gotta be that way!"
But their book says:
"REVENGE THE CRUSADES. . .
With whips 'n chains
'N hand grenades. . ."
TWO ARMS? TWO ARMS?
Have another and another
Our Cod says:
"There ain't no other!"
Our Cod says
"It's all okay!"
Our God says "This is the way!"
It says in the book:
"Burn 'n destroy. ..
'N repent, 'n redeem
'N revenge, 'n deploy
'N rumble thee forth
To the land of the unbelieving scum on the other side
'Cause they don't go for what's in the book
'N that makes 'em BAD
So verily we must choppeth them up
And stompeth them down
Or rent a nice French bomb
To poof them out of existence
While leaving their real estate just where we need it
To use again
For temples in which to praise OURGOD
("Cause he can really take care of business!")
And when his humble TV servant
With humble white hair
And humble glasses
And a nice brown suit
And maybe a blonde wife who takes phone calls
Tells us our God says
It's okay to do this stuff
Then we gotta do it,
'Cause if we don't do it,
We ain't gwine up to hebbin!
(Depending on which book you're using at the time...
Can't use theirs. . .it don't work . . .it's all lies...Gotta use mine...)
Ain't that right?
That's what they say
Every night...
Everyday. ..
Hey, we can't really be dumb
If we're just following
God's Orders
Hey, let's get serious...
God knows what he's doin'
He wrote this book here
An'the book says:
He made us all to be just like Him,"
so...
If we're dumb...
Then God is dumb...
(An' maybe even a little ugly on the side)



posted on Dec, 2 2007 @ 03:17 AM
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trouble every day is one of my favorite tracks of all time, along with Yellow Snow and Titties & Beer



posted on Dec, 2 2007 @ 09:02 AM
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i dig apostrophe, specifically Cozmic Debris



posted on Dec, 2 2007 @ 09:09 AM
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Wow, thanks for sharing those lyrics, I never really listened to Zappa, but will have to now, TBH I had thought of him as being mainly nonsense lyrics (which is not always a bad thing!), but I'm guessing that opinion comes from a time when I was less developed and just couldn't understand what he was aiming at.



posted on Dec, 2 2007 @ 09:28 AM
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I've never heard of Frank Zappa nor do I know who he is, but are these pictures of you, Boondock78? If so, crazy tattoos you have, man!



posted on Dec, 2 2007 @ 09:37 AM
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reply to post by Animal
 


dammit animal, you beat me to it! that whole album (You Are What You Is) says it all



posted on Dec, 2 2007 @ 10:01 AM
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Originally posted by bobafett
Wow, thanks for sharing those lyrics, I never really listened to Zappa, but will have to now, TBH I had thought of him as being mainly nonsense lyrics (which is not always a bad thing!), but I'm guessing that opinion comes from a time when I was less developed and just couldn't understand what he was aiming at.


zappa was a composer. he liked instrumental music. heavy percussion, lots of brass. things like that.
was putting violins and trombones in his stuff as early as the late 50's before he was with the mothers.

you are either going to like it or hate it....there really is no middle ground.
the point i am making is he only put lyrics in his music cause people want to hear the human voice attached to the music.
his stuff is hard to break down as well.

most people know frank from the few songs you hear on the radio.
dirty love, yellow snow, montana, my guitar wants to kill your mama, valley girl.
thats about it...

let me use this song as an example.
it is called bobby brown.....

i will post the lyrics and then i will tell you what he means in this song....just snips of lyrics.

---bobby brown----

Hey there, people, I'm Bobby Brown
They say I'm the cutest boy in town
My car is fast, my teeth is shiney
I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie
Here I am at a famous school
I'm dressin' sharp 'n I'm
Actin' cool
I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper
Let her do all the work 'n maybe later I'll rape her

Oh God I am the American dream
I do not think I'm too extreme
An' I'm a handsome sonofabitch
I'm gonna get a good job 'n be real rich
(Get a good, get a good, get a good, get a good job)

Women's Liberation
Came creepin' across the nation
I tell you people, I was not ready
When I #ed this dyke by the name of Freddie
She made a little speech then,
Aw, she tried to make me say when
She had my balls in a vice, but she left the dick
I guess it's still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick

Oh God I am the American dream
(P.U.)
But now I smell like Vaseline
An' I'm a miserable sonofabitch
Am I a boy or a lady . . . I don't know which
(I wonder wonder, wonder wonder)

So I went out 'n bought me a leisure suit
I jingle my change, but I'm still kinda cute
Got a job doin' radio promo
An' none of the jocks can even tell I'm a homo
Eventually me 'n a friend
Sorta of drifted along into S&M
I can take about an hour on the tower of power
'Long as I gets a little golden shower

Oh God I am the American dream
With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream
An' I'll do anything to get ahead
I lay awake nights sayin', "Thank you, Fred!"
Oh God, Oh God, I'm so fantastic!
Thanks to Freddie, I'm a sexual spastic
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now; I'm goin' down,
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now; I'm goin' down,
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now; I'm goin' down

Ha-ha . . .
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now, people hear the lyric 'maybe i'll rape her' and they automatically think he is advocating that type of treatment of women. in fact, it is the exact opposite.
he is pointing the finger at people like bobby brown. the good looking higschool jock that treats women like crap...
he is fantastic and he is secure in his sexuality(hetero) untill he hooks up with a dyke named freddie...after he gets down with freddy, he starts to question his sexuality and by the end of the song, he is full on gay...

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a LOT of his songs are like this.....
he was always very clear that he made the music he wanted to hear. if you 'got it', great. if you did not 'get it', then you were not supposed to anyway.

now keep in mind that he has about 471 original compositions NOT including whatever is in the vault(accordng to his wife, enough to put out a full cd a month for 3 years), and not including all the songs that didn't make albums....

frank was very, very politically aware and was going to run for president(as a serious gag) but he found out he had cancer.
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scientist, i dig that song titties n beer too.
that is another one though where at the time, zappa was making fun of his audience and they didn't even know it.....college kids that only cared about those two things....it was not zappa craving those two things.
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zappa would also sabotage his titles to stick it to em....
one of the most beautiful pieces of music i have ever heard is an instrumental called 'i promise not to ______ in your mouth'.
his theory on that was if you read the title and get freaked out, the problem is with you and not with him.
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scientist, have you heard the swaggart version of trouble everyday?

--Wednesday I watched Jimmy Swaggart
Watched him weepin' all over the place
An' I watched him weepin' an' weepin' an' weepin'
And that # rollin' down his face
(Oh . . . I sinned!)
An' then I watched him weep some more
An' he kept on weepin' again
(Oh, forgive me, Assembly O' God!)
And they smacked him on his little hand
And he went out makin' more money

Forgive me!
Oh, Jesus, I just stuck the tip in! Oh my God!
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someone mentioned cosmik debris....that song is a rip on people that jumped on the wagon of transendental meditation and such....like maharishi mahesh yogi...

the lyrics

-----The Mystery Man came over
An' he said: "I'm outa-site!"
He said, for a nominal service charge,
I could reach nervonna t'nite

The Mystery Man got nervous
An' he fidget around a bit
He reached in the pocket of his Mystery Robe
An' he whipped out a shaving kit
Now, I thought it was a razor
An' a can of foamin' goo
But he told me right then when the top popped open
There was nothin' his box won't do
With the oil of Afro-dytee
An' the dust of the Grand Wazoo
He said:
"You might not believe this, little fella, but it'll cure your Asthma too!"
An' I said . . .
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the great thing about him is nobody was safe. italians(which he was), jewish people, college kids, everyone was in his sites.

contrary to what people think too, zappa as against the counter culture...well, he liked their ideas on paper but he did not approve of them all sitting around dropping acid and getting stoned...

thats why in the song 'who needs the peace corps' he has the lyric
---i'll go to frisco, buy a wig and sleep on owsleys floor..

who is owsley? owsley stanly is the one that synthed '___' and passed it around....see, if you did not know that you'd be like 'huh'

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lets look at one of my favorite rips. it is called 'flower punk' and it is a parody of hey joe, played at the same tempo..here are the lyrics
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Hey Punk, where you goin' with that flower in your hand?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that flower in your hand?

Well, I'm goin' up to Frisco to join a psychedelic band.
I'm goin' up to Frisco to join a psychedelic band.

Hey Punk, where you goin' with that button on your shirt?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that button on your shirt?

I'm goin' to the love-in to sit & play my bongos in the dirt.
Yes, I'm goin' to the love-in to sit & play my bongos in the dirt.

Hey Punk, where you goin' with that hair on your head?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with that hair on your head?

I'm goin' to the dance to get some action, then I'm goin' home to bed.
I'm goin' to the dance to get some action, then I'm goin' home to bed.

Hey Punk, where you goin' with those beads around your neck?
Hey Punk, where you goin' with those beads around your neck?

I'm goin' to the shrink so he can help me be a nervous wreck . . .

Hey Punk!
Punky!
Hey Punk!
Punk!
Hey Punk!
(Hey Punk!)
Hey Punk!
Hey Punk!
Punky!
(Hey Punk!)
Hey-hey!
(Hey Punk!)
Go man, go . . . go man, go . . .
Just a little bit softer
Golly, do I ever have a lot of soul!
Punk, I think I love you!
Come on, Roy
Questi dominga?

Let me see that nose, it didn't . . .
Orale!
I wanna know for sure!
Leave my nose alone please!
What are you trying to do?
He's gonna stand over there
Bigashi' nunga!
But this is Cheetah
Buirote
Chita!

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let me post a few links so you can catch a taste.

these links will stream. this way you can catch the music too.
also, he used very odd time signatures and would switch modes in a song or veer off in the middle of a song and solo for 10 minutes or something.

i also forgot to add that he used to set up voter registration booths up at his shows and would encourage people to vote, especially women.

songs----
'the meek shall inherit nothing'
media.putfile.com...

dumb all over
media.putfile.com...

in short, frank was much more than a musician.....i am gonna post some vids in the next post since my character limit is running out.

i also want to post the lyrics to thing fish and maybe explain them a little bit cause that is a conspiracy based record...



posted on Dec, 2 2007 @ 10:05 AM
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Originally posted by citizen smith
reply to post by Animal
 


dammit animal, you beat me to it! that whole album (You Are What You Is) says it all


agreed man!



posted on Dec, 2 2007 @ 10:22 AM
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Originally posted by TheoOne
I've never heard of Frank Zappa nor do I know who he is, but are these pictures of you, Boondock78? If so, crazy tattoos you have, man!


if you go to the members forum and the tattoo thread, you can see em there. i have 19 song titles/album titles/versus tattooed on me

on CNN's crossfire debating censorship



this is a 9 minutes duel with steve vai in italy. totally improvised



part one of him testifying at the pmrc committee..you can link the other three from there


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someone mentioned you are what you is....that is a fantastic song..

here is a summary of thing-fish from the wiki....this album is all about conspiracy theory..gov take over. contaminated water supplies and such...
this was back in 1984
en.wikipedia.org...


check this out....read it carefully.
zappa has this idea 24 years ago..

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A PROPOSAL FOR A SYSTEM TO REPLACE
ORDINARY RECORD MERCHANDISING

- copyright 1983 by Frank Zappa -

Ordinary phonograph record merchandising as it exists today is a stupid process which concerns itself essentially with pieces of plastic, wrapped in pieces of cardboard.

These objects, in quantity, are heavy and expensive to ship. The manufacturing process is complicated and crude. Quality control for the stamping of the discs is an exercise in futility. The system is subject to pilferage (as, in some instances, pressing 'over-runs' have been initiated, with the quantity pressed above the amount of the legitimate order removed from the premises and sold on the black market).

Dissatisfied customers routinely return records because they are warped and will not play.

Large numbers of people are employed in the field of 'record promotion' . . . these salaries are, for the most part, a waste of money.

New digital technology may eventually solve the warpage problem and provide the consumer with better quality sound in the form of Compact Discs [C.D.'s]. They are smaller, contain more music, and would, presumably cost less to ship . . . but, they are much more expensive to buy and manufacture. To reproduce them, the consumer needs to purchase a digital device to replace his old hi-fi equipment (in the $700 price range).

The bulk of the promotional effort at every record company today is expended on "NEW MATERIAL" . . . the latest and the greatest of whatever the coc aine-tweezed A&R Brass has decided to inflict on everybody. More often than not, these 'aesthetic decisions' result in mountains of useless vinyl/cardboard artifacts which cannot be sold at any price, and are therefore returned for disposal and recycling. These mistakes are expensive.

Put aside momentarily the current method of operation and think what is being wasted in terms of GREAT CATALOG ITEMS, squeezed out of the market place because of limited rack space in retail outlets, and the insatiable desire of quota-conscious company reps to fill every available niche with THIS WEEK'S NEW RELEASES.

Every major record company has vaults full of (and perpetual rights to) great recording by major artists in many categories which might still provide enjoyment to music consumers if they were made available in the right way. MUSIC CONSUMERS LIKE TO CONSUME MUSIC . . . NOT PIECES OF VINYL WRAPPED IN PIECES OF CARDBOARD.

It is our proposal to take advantage of the POSITIVE ASPECTS of a NEGATIVE TREND afflicting the record industry today: HOME TAPING via cassette of material released on vinyl.

First of all, we must realize that the taping of albums is not motivated by 'stinginess' alone . . . if a consumer makes a home tape from a disc, that copy will probably sound better than a commercially manufactured high-speed dupe cassette, legitimately released by the company.

People today enjoy music more than ever before, and, they like to take it with them wherever they go. THEY CAN HEAR THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN GOOD AUDIO AND BAD AUDIO . . . THEY CARE ABOUT THAT DIFFERENCE, AND THEY ARE WILLING TO GO TO SOME TROUBLE AND EXPENSE TO HAVE HIGH QUALITY 'PORTABLE AUDIO' TO USE AS 'WALLPAPER FOR THEIR LIFESTYLE'.


THE ANSWERS TO PERPLEXING QUESTIONS

presenting: "Q.C.I."


We propose to acquire the rights to digitally duplicate and store THE BEST of every record company's difficult-to-move Quality Catalog Items [Q.C.I.], store them in a central processing location, and have them accessible by phone or cable TV, directly patchable into the user's home taping appliances, with the option of direct digital-to-digital transfer to F-1 (SONY consumer level digital tape encoder), Beta Hi-Fi, or ordinary analog cassette (requiring the installation of a rentable D-A converter in the phone itself . . . the main chip is about $12).

All accounting for royalty payments, billing to the customer, etc. would be automatic, built into the initial software for the system.

The consumer has the option of subscribing to one or more Interest Categories, charged at a monthly rate, without regard for the quantity of music he or she decides to tape.

Providing material in such quantity at a reduced cost could actually diminish the desire to duplicate and store it, since it would be available any time day or night.

Monthly listings could be provided by catalog, reducing the on-line storage requirements of the computer. The entire service would be accessed by phone, even if the local reception is via TV cable.

The advantage of the TV cable is: on those channels where nothing ever seems to happen (there's about 70 of them in L.A.), a visualization of the original cover art, including song lyrics, technical data, etc., could be displayed while the transmission is in progress, giving the project an electronic whiff of the original point-of-purchase merchandising built into the album when it was 'an album', since there are many consumers who like to fondle & fetish the packaging while the music is being played. In this situation, Fondlement & Fetishism Potential [F.F.P.] is supplied, without the cost of shipping tons of cardboard around.

We require a LARGE quantity of money and the services of a team of mega-hackers to write the software for this system. Most of the hardware devices are, even as you read this, available as off-the-shelf items, just waiting to be plugged into each other so they can put an end to "THE RECORD BUSINESS" as we now know it.

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pretty friggin rad eh?
the man was ahead of his time in every way from his views to his playing to his compositions....

let me bust out a couple quotes and then i will bow out....i encourage everyone to read the lyrics to the thing fish album....it is conspiracy all the way...

Basically I'm in the idea business — whether it's a musical idea or a spoken idea ... If you wind up with a political system that wants to put idea men out of business, then you have worry on your hands.
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It's fairly obvious, since Richard Nixon, that there is no such thing as a fair deal for any voter in the United States — You're just not gonna get it. It's a joke — the people that you vote for, they're the next best thing to criminals. But of course they have money for advertising campaigns that make them look a little bit better than they actually are.
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I have four children, and I want them to grow up in a country with a WORKING first amendment
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The idea of people sticking things up their nose in order to be groovy is really repulsive
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I like to watch the news, because I don't like people very much and when you watch the news ... if you ever had an idea that people were really terrible, you could watch the news and know that you're right.
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The most important thing to do in your life, is to not interfere with somebody else's life.
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Drop out of school before your mind rots from exposure to our mediocre educational system. Forget about the Senior Prom and go to the library and educate yourself if you've got any guts. Some of you like Pep rallies and plastic robots who tell you what to read. Forget I mentioned it. This song has no message. Rise for the flag salute
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The biggest threat to America today is not communism. It's moving America toward a fascist theocracy, and everything that's happened during the Reagan administration is steering us right down that pipe ... When you have a government that prefers a certain moral code derived from a certain religion and that moral code turns into legislation to suit one certain religious point of view, and if that code happens to be very, very right wing, almost toward Attila the Hun...

^^^from the crossfire debate, 1986
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The more boring a child is, the more the parents, when showing off the child, receive adulation for being good parents — because they have a tame child-creature in their house.
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The essence of Christianity is told to us in the Garden of Eden history. The fruit that was forbidden was on the Tree of Knowledge. The subtext is, All the suffering you have is because you wanted to find out what was going on. You could be in the Garden of Eden if you had just kept your #ing mouth shut and hadn't asked any questions.
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A drug is not bad. A drug is a chemical compound. The problem comes in when people who take drugs treat them like a license to behave like an asshole.
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his catalogue is deep. he was brilliant







[edit on 2-12-2007 by Boondock78]



posted on Dec, 2 2007 @ 10:41 AM
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His satrirical talents were on a par with his musical genius...

Take his re-working of 'Lucy in the sky with diamonds" to lampoon the sex scandal of Jimmy Swaggart...

"Picture yourself with a whore in New Orleans,
with big purple welts, all over her bod.
Somebody calls and you answer quite slowly.
It's the board from Assembly O' God

Ignorant crackers like you've never seen, groveling under your bed.
Look for the girl with the spoo in her lap, and she's gone!

Louisiana hooker with herpes.
Louisiana hooker with herpes.
Louisiana hooker with herpes.
Owwww!

We saw her go down to a room by the airport,
where Jimmy gets off watching pornography.
Everyone smiles as we tread through his horse#,
that grows so incredibly high.

Newspaper writers appear at his door, waiting to take Jim away.
He climbs in the back with his head up his ass, and he's gone!
Louisiana hooker with herpes.
[everybody!] Louisiana hooker with herpes.
Louisiana hooker with herpes.
Owwww!

Picture yourself on your own TV station,
with brain-dead supporters with tears in their eyes.
Suddenly someone is there at commercial,
the girl with the pee-hole surprise.

Louisiana hooker with herpes.
[c'mon now!] Louisiana hooker with herpes.
Louisiana hooker with herpes.
Owwww! Ow!

Louisiana hooker with herpes.
Louisiana hooker with herpes.
Louisiana hooker with herpes.
Owwww! Ow!"

...sheer class!



posted on Dec, 2 2007 @ 12:48 PM
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frank was decades ahead of his time...
as far as his composing goes.

the sheer volume alone is nuts but the way he composed it. he called it conceptual continuity. all his songs/albums/art, etc is part of one large project.

he also used what he dubbed xenogrraphy(sp) which means alien time....that is where he would take a guitar part from one song, a drum part from another, vibes from another and mix it.
boom, a song that fits with the conceptual continuity.

he produced all but the first mothers album. he owned all of his masters.

as warren said, he was the mad scientist of rock.

the sad thing is, his catalogue is so deep most people hear like 1% of it and the songs they hear are the ones that he did as a goof.
valley girl.
dinah moe humm.
those songs are sweet but MOST will not understand it.

also, i didn't really feel like i could listen to zappa and know what was happening till i got into playing guitar and studying theory.
there is so much going and so much depth to his stuff.

he was INSANE when it comes to improvising a slo. he never had any formal music education and actually took a bit of pleasure in the fact that he could write music so complicated that these virtuoso musicians with degrees had a hard time playing.

now, not all of his stuff was that demanding but a lot of it was.

in the early 60's he convinced ruth underwood to have her marimba drilled and barkus barry's put in and he did his vibes....now, the percusion was electric....yeah baby.

he viewed his solo's as air sculptures..

lyrics wise though, most people will either not like it, or won't understand it but with that said, some of his more beautiful pieces are instrumental.
chungas revenge
black napkins
st etienne
ship ahoy
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lets get back to the early days....zappa had his eye on all of it.

little snips of song lyrics.
'who are the brain police'from freak out, 1966
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What will you do if we let you go home,
And the plastic's all melted,
And so is the chrome?
WHO ARE THE BRAIN POLICE?

What will you do when the label comes off,
And the plastic's all melted,
And the chrome is too soft?

WAAAAHHHHHH!
I think I'm gonna die . . .
I think I'm gonna die . . .
I think I'm going to die . . .
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from 'trouble everyday'

Hey, you know something people?
I'm not black
But there's a whole lots a times
I wish I could say I'm not white
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from 'joes garage'..this is called the 'central scrutinizer'
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This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER . . . it is my responsibility to enforce all the laws that haven't been passed yet. It is also my responsibility to alert each and every one of you to the potential consequences of various ordinary everyday activities you might be performing which could eventually lead to The Death Penalty (or affect your parent's credit rating). Our criminal institutions are full of little creeps like you who do wrong things . . . and many of them were driven to these crimes by a horrible force called MUSIC!

Our studies have shown that this horrible force is so dangerous to society at large that laws are being drawn up at this very moment to stop it forever! Cruel and inhuman punishments are being carefully described in tiny paragraphs so they won't conflict with the Constitution (which, itself, is being modified in order to accomodate THE FUTURE).

^^^^^sounds about like now don't it^^^^^^^^
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the scrutinizer is a reoccuring theme. he pops in and out to tak about how the music is going to ruin peoples lives. especially joe.
joe winds up getting put in jail and he spends his time imagining guitar slo's.
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'brown shoes don't make it from the absolutely free album
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TV dinner by the pool
Watch your brother grow a beard
Got another year of school
You're okay--he's too weird
Be a plumber
He's a bummer
He's a bummer
Every summer
Be a loyal plastic robot for a world that doesn't care . . .
Smile at every ugly
Shine on your shoes & cut your hair
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'who needs the peace corps' from we're only in it for the money
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First I'll buy some beads
And then perhaps a leather band
To go around my head
Some feathers and bells
And a book of Indian lore
I will ask the Chamber Of Commerce
How to get to Haight Street
And smoke an awful lot of dope
I will wander around barefoot
I will have a psychedelic gleam in my eye at all times
I will love everyone
I will love the police as they kick the # out of me on the street

^^^^^^seema bit like now?
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ok, i am going to post the prologue of the thing fish album here. it is narrated in kind of a stereotypical 'black' dialect...it is narrated by ike willis who is a black man. that is part of what makes it...ike willis used to walk around the study talking like that..zappa would just bust out laughing(i think it was a rip on amos and andy)..
so, the prologue as told by the thing fish.
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nce upon a time, musta been 'round October, few years back, in one o' dose TOP SECRET LABMO-TORIES de gubbnint keep stashed away underneath Virginia, an EVIL PRINCE, occasion'ly employed as a part-time THEATRICAL CRITICIZER set to woikin' on a plot fo de systematic GENOCIDICAL REMOVE'LANCE of all unwanted highly-rhythmic individj'lls an' sissy-boys!

De cocksucker done whiffed up a secret POTIUM . . . an' right 'long wid it, de ATROCIOUS IDEA dat what he been boilin' up down deahhhh jes' mights be de FINAL SOLUTIUM to DE WHITE MAIN'S 'BOIDENNN', ef yo' acquire my drift . . .

Well, he were sure he had a GOOD THING GOIN' . . . but, dere was always de possobility dat somethin' might # up, so, he planned to have a little test, jes' to check it all out befo' he dump't it in de wattuh supply.

Sho'tly denafter, wit HIGH-LEVEL GUBNINT COROBBERATIUM, he arranged to have a good-will visit to SAN QUENTIM, 'long wit some country-westin mu-zishnin's, 'n sprinkle a little bit of it on some of de boys in deahhh (since dey done used a few of 'em befo' when dey was messin' wit de ZYPH'LISS).

So, heah dey come wit de POTIUM, dump'nit all in de mash potatoes!

Den dey wen' up to de warden's office fo' some HOT TODDY, watchin' a little football while dey's waitin' to see what gone happen!

Fact o' de matter were: NOTHIN' HAPPENED, so dey went off'n dribbled it in a special shipnint of GALOOT CO-LOG-NUH dat went out 'bouts NOVEMBER!

Next thing y'know, fagnits be droppin' off like flies . . . 'long wit a large number of severely-tanned individj'lls, pre-zumnably of HAY'CHEN EXTRAKMENT!

But NOT DE BOYS IN DE REST HOME! Oh no! Mixin' de # wit de mash potatoes done SMOOTHED IT OUT a little, so's it wouldn't KILL yo' ass, BUT, it sho' would make y'ugly! 'N ef y'was already UGLY, it'd make yo ass MEAN 'n UGLY . . . 'n ef you was already MEAN 'n UGLY, it'd turn ya into a strange, UNKNOWN KREETCHUH, never befo' seen on BROADWAY!

Thass right! It'd turn ya' into a 'MAMMY NUN'! Head like a potato . . . lips like a duck . . . big ol' hands, puffin' up! BIG ONES! Science! ME-jev'l re-LIJ-mus costumery all over yo' BODY! Yow! Oh yeah! Mmmm-hmmm!

^^^^whats that sound like to you?
secret government # going on. secret potions. tests on unknowing people...mk-ultra anyone?
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telling you.....there is a mountain of pure genius in there.



posted on Dec, 3 2007 @ 07:52 PM
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"The illusion of freedom will continue as long as it's profitable to continue the illusion. At the point where the illusion becomes too expensive to maintain, they will just take down the scenery, they will pull back the curtains, they will move the tables and chairs out of the way, and you will see a brick wall at the back of the theater."
- Frank Zappa

amazing quote.



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