I saw yuh baby dancin’ in your x-ray gingham dress I knew you were under duress I knew you were under yer dress Just keep comin’ Jesus Your the best dressed You look dandy in the sky but you don’t scare me Cause I got you here in my eye In this lifetime you got m’humangetsmeblues With yer jaw hangin’ slack n’ yer hair’s curlin’ Like an ole navy fork stickin’ in the sunset The way you were dancin’ I knew you’d never come back You were strainin’ t’ keep yer Old black cracked patent shoes In this lifetime you got m’humangetsmeblues Well the wayRead More →

I’ll let a train be my feet If it’s too far to walk to you If a train don’t go there I’ll get a jet or a bus Because I’m going to find you You’re going to see me shadow soon around you And my head is my only house unless it rains I walk the meadow plains Water deserts are my eyes until I find you I won’t sleep until I find you I won’t eat until I find you My heart won’t beat until I wrap my arms around you My arms are just two things in the way Until I can wrapRead More →

Moonlight on Vermont affected everybody Even Mrs. Wooten well as Little Nitty Even lifebuoy floatin’ With his lil’ pistol showin’ ‘n his lil’ pistol totin’ Well that goes t’ show you what uh moon can do No more bridge from Tuesday t’ Friday Everybody’s gone high society Hope lost his head ‘n got off on alligators Somebodies leavin’ peanuts on the curbins For uh white elephant escaped from the zoo with love Goes t’ show you what uh moon can do Moonlight on Vermont Well it did it for Lifebuoy And it did it t’ you And it did it t’ zoo And it canRead More →

Moonlight on Vermont affected everybody Even Mrs. Wooten well as Little Nitty Even lifebuoy floatin’/With his lil’ pistol showin’ ‘n his lil’ pistol totin’ Vermont is about as white a place as you can get, that is in most people’s minds. I can’t think of anyplace whiter than that. Not just white but white in a very Northeastern sort of way. But Beefheart’s paean to the influence of the moon is set in the whitest place on earth; white people, white with snow, white as the full moon riding in the sky that stirs people’s blood, the same moon that Howlin’ Wolf howled to inRead More →

Strawwood claw rattlin’ m’ jaw I can’t call it usin’ It’s just sumptin’ soothin’ Feather times uh feather Mornin’ time t’ thaw Hobo chang ba Hobo chang ba Standin’ still is losin’ Feather times a feather Mornin’ time t’ thaw Strawwood claw rattlin’ m’ jaw Hobo chang ba Hobo chang ba Hobo chang ba ‘o Hobo chang ba ‘o Stand t’ gain m’ ground Lay t’ rest the law The ocean is m’ mother ‘n the freight train is m’ paw Hobo chang ba Hobo chang ba ‘o Hobo chang ba The rails I ride ‘r rustin’ The new sunrise m’ trustin’ The rails IRead More →

My smile is stuck I cannot go back to your Frownland My spirit’s made up of the ocean And the sky ‘n’ the sun ‘n’ the moon ‘n’ all my eyes can see I cannot go back to your land of gloom Where black jagged shadows Remind me of the coming of your doom I want my own land Take my hand and come with me It’s not too late for you It’s not too late for me To find my homeland Where a man can stand by another man Without an ego flying With no man lying ‘n’ no one dying by an earthlyRead More →

When I get lonesome the wind begin t’ moan When I trip fallin’ ditch Somebody wanna’ throw the dirt right down When I feel like dyin’ the sun come out ‘n stole m’ fear ‘n gone Who’s afraid of the spirit with the bluesferbones Who’s afraid of the fallin’ ditch Fallin’ ditch ain’t gonna get my bones How’s that for the spirit How’s that for the things Ain’t my fault the thing’s gone wrong ‘n when I’m smilin’ my face wrinkles up real warm ‘n when um frownin’ things just turn t’ stone Fallin’ ditch ain’t gonna get my bones ‘n when I get lonesomeRead More →

Ella Guru as imagined by OpenAI

Now here she comes walkin’ Lookin’ like uh zoo Hello Moon Hello Moon Hi Ella high Ella Guru She know all the colors that nature do High Ella high Ella Guru High yella high red high blue she blew High Ella high Ella Guru She do what she mean ‘n she do what she do Got sumptin’ fo’ me sumptin’ fo’ you She sho’ sumptin’ She’s young too Ella Guru Ella Guru Ella Guru Ella Guru Ha ha right right Just dig it That’s right “The Mascara Snake” Fast ‘n bulbous Tight also Ella Guru Ella Guru Ella Guru Ella Guru Ella Guru (1969) OriginallyRead More →

There’s ole Gray with ‘er dove-winged hat Threre’s ole Green with her sewing machine Where’s the bobbin at? Tote’n old grain in uh printed sack The dust blows forward ‘n dust blows back And the wind blows black thru the sky And the smokestack blows up in suns eye What am I gonna die? Uh white flake riverboat just flew by Bubbles popped big ‘n uh lipstick Kleenex hung on uh pointed forked twig Reminds of the bobby girls Never was my hobby girls Hand full uh worms and uh pole fishin’ Cork bobbin’ like uh hot red bulb ‘n uh blue jay squeaks HisRead More →

Dachau blues those poor Jews Dachau blues those poor Jews Dachau blues, Dachau blues those poor Jews Still cryin’ ’bout the burnin’ back in World War Two’s One mad man six million lose Down in Dachau blues, down in Dachau blues The world can’t forget that misery ‘n the young ones now beggin’ the old ones please t’ stop bein’ madmen ‘fore they have t’ tell their children ’bout the burnin’s back in World War Three’s War One was balls ‘n powder ‘n blood ‘n snow War Two rained death ‘n showers ‘n skeletons Dancin’ ‘n screamin’ ‘n dyin’ in the ovens Cough ‘n smokeRead More →

I don’t wanna kill my china pig No I don’t Uh man’s gotta live Uh man’s gotta eat Uh man’s gotta have shoes t’ walk out on the street I don’t wanna kill my china pig Ell he was uh baby I want yuh t’ see I don’t wanna kill my china pig Well I used t’ go t’ school With uh’ little red box ‘n I used to have m’ pig go with me We walked for blocks I don’t wanna kill my china pig His tail curled five times in uh circle round It’s glazed He’s got uh slot in his back flowersRead More →

Master master This is recorded thru uh flies ear ‘n you have t’ have uh flies eye t’ see it It’s the thing that’s gonna make Captain Beefheart And his magic band fat Frank it’s the big hit It’s the blimp It’s the blimp Frank It’s the blimp When I see you floatin’ down the gutter I’ll give you uh bottle uh wine Put me on the white hook Back in the fat rack Shad rack ee shack The sumptin’ hoop the sumptin’ hoop The blimp the blimp The drazy hoops the drazy hoops They’re camp they’re camp Tits tits the blimp the blimp TheRead More →

Quietly the rain played down on last of the ashes Quietly the light played down on her lashes She smiled ‘n twisted she smiled ‘n twisted Hideously looking back at what once was beautiful Playing naturally magically O’ her ragged hair was shinin’ red white n’ blue All ‘n all the children screamin’ Why surely madam you must be dreamin’ You couldn’t have done this if you knew what you were doin’ Well the gold fish ‘n the bowl lay upside down bloatin’ Full in the sky ‘n the plains were bleached white with skeletons Various species grouped together according To their past beliefs TheRead More →

Ant Man Bee as imagined by OpenAI

Originally appeared on Trout Mask Replica White ants runnin’ Black ants crawlin’ Yella ants dreamin’ Brown ants longin’ All those people longin’ to be free Uhuru ant man bee uhuru ant man bee All the ants in God’s garden they can’t get along War still runnin’ on It’s that one lump uh sugar That they won’t leave each other ‘lone Why do yuh have t’ do this You’ve got t’ let us free Why do yuh have t’ do this You’ve got t’ set us free Why do yuh have t’ do this You’ve got t’ set us free Why do yuh have t’ doRead More →

1969 US Original on Straight STS 1053 (double) Released on 16th June 1969. Stunning cover shot by Cal Schenkel of Don in full regalia holding a carp’s head. Gatefold sleeve with lyric sheet insert Label pictured below courtesy of David Naughton. 1969 UK Original on Straight STS 1053 (double) Released in early November 1969. Distributed by CBS. No lyric sheet came with this UK issue. 1969 German Original on German Straight SMS 2222/3 (double) Has ELECTROLA GESELLSCHAFT M.B.H. KÖLN on back of cover, thick smooth distinctive inner sleeve and Pink/Black/White StRaIGHt labels. 19?? US 8 Track release. Note reversed image. Scan kindly sent to meRead More →

Don (Captain Beefheart) Van Vliet was among the most challenging and idiosyncratic of artists to come down the pike in the ’60s. Drawing his influences from the blues, free jazz and the avant-garde, he made music and poetry that was at once freakish and tradition-bound, nonsensical and intellectual, recalcitrant and disciplined-contradictions that kept his work consistently compelling from his early days right through his still-lamented retirement from recording in the ’80s. “Trout Mask Replica,” his fourth album, is perhaps his most celebrated. The two-record set was produced by Frank Zappa, his childhood chum and musical benefactor. Often repellent but undeniably evocative song/poems such as “NeonRead More →

Trout Mask Replica, Captain Beefheart and His Magic Band (Straight Sm 1053) Captain Beefheart, the only true dadaist in rock, has been victimized repeatedly by public incomprehension and critical authoritarianism. The tendency has been to chide C.B. and his Band as a potentially acceptable blues band who were misled onto the paths of greedy trendy commercialism. What the critics failed to see was that this was a band with a vision, that their music, difficult raucous and rough as it is, proceeded from a unique and original consciousness. This became dramatically apparent with their last album. Since their music derived as much from the newRead More →

Compiled by Jasper Leach. If you can help with any further info, please get in touch. All songs (unless noted differently) Produced by Frank Zappa Engineered by Dick Kunc Recorded at Whitney Studios, Los Angeles, CA; April 1969 1. Frownland Captain Beefheart: vocal Zoot Horn Rollo: glass finger guitar & guitar (left channel) Antennae Jimmy Semens: steel guitar & guitar (right channel) Rockette Morton: bass Drumbo: drums 2. The Dust Blows Forward ‘n the Dust Blows Back Captain Beefheart: vocal Produced by Don Van Vliet Engineered by John French Recorded at Beefheart House, Woodland Hills, CA; c. 1969 3. Dachau Blues Captain Beefheart: vocal, bassRead More →

Not sure when this little collection was distributed but as it has the Straight logo and address we can presume it was as a promotion for the first release. Was it only sent out to the press, radio or who? It’s a collection of five handwritten poems, one for each member of the band included in an envelope that carries a great typed quote from a disc jockey. Significantly Drumbo is again left out (as he was on the credits of the original release). Update: John French was shown these poems and he immediately recognised the writing, it’s Jeff Cotton’s who often acted as ‘scribe’Read More →