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less lee Donating Member (58 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Dec-21-10 04:09 PM
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Final thoughts about Captain BeefHeart
12/18/2010
The Crow Barks At Swan
(Captain Beefheart dead at 69.)

It was around 1966 at the Port of Los Angeles, at what was then the Catalina Boat Terminal. My family was waiting to board the Catalina Steamer. In the waiting area there was a jukebox. Next to the transistor radio, the jukebox introduced me to a lot of music. For just 5¢ or a dime, you could hear a record, selected by you and on the spot! Jukeboxes were big, too! However, at Stan’s Drive In at La Brea and Beverly in L.A., inside the round, glass-dome structure, there was a dinning area, and upon every table was a mini-jukebox! You could flip through multiple menu-like pages, enclosed within the small, glass red & chrome contraption, to select any song for a nickel! Each song had a corresponding letter/number combination, like Z-12, for Tab Hunter’s “Young Love.” You’d put your nickel in the slot, punch in the two corresponding keys, and you’d get a song to enjoy right along with your Stan’s Double Cheeseburger & fries!
Now, back to the terminal. Someone chose a song that made my feet start tapping! The chorus was catchy and the body of the song was a combination of 50’s Do Wop, blues, and good old rock and roll. I had to find out who the artist was! I went over to the jukebox and located the listing: the song was “Diddy Wah Diddy” by Captain Beefheart and his Magic Band, on A&M Records. That was my introduction to The Captain.
I’d lost track of the Captain until two years later, when I began attending Fairfax High in L.A. Across the street from the school’s main entrance was a small record shop. I used to ditch gym class to spend an hour at Aron’s Records. I had little money, so I’d buy only used albums. The newer albums were in a bin by the window. Prices varied from $1.75 to 3 bucks. The very cheap ones were in cardboard boxes on the floor. I bought a lot of folk music, British Invasion stuff, and 60’s psychedelic/acid rock shit! Each one (with a hole punched in the jacket corner) for just 50 cents! Then, one day I came across a Beefheart album for a dollar. The album cover was designed to look like a large, yellow, U.S. Mail package. The album’s title was featured like a handwritten mailing address, right in the middle of the front cover, with “postage stamps” in the upper corner, sporting pictures of the band members. A red “stamp,” placed diagonally next to the “address” read: “Strictly Personal.” I recalled the name, Captain Beefheart and His Magic Band, so I bought it. The store clerk shook his head and chuckled as put the record in a bag. He asked me, “Don’t you ever buy any good rock albums?” I didn’t reply. I took the album and put it in my locker until the end of the day.
When I got home, I put the album on my portable Sears record player, which was mono; the L.P. was in stereo. The first song sounded like a hillbilly singing a Willie Dixon song, with a slide guitar hitting the wrong notes. Blues was popular back then, but this was far from “Diddy Wah Diddy!” The second cut, “Safe As Milk,” was the deal-breaker! This was the quintessential sound of Beefheart. I didn’t realize at the time that the Captain was our generation’s Thelonious Monk and Stravinsky. I loved that L.P.! Sadly, I’ve long since lost it.
A lot of kids I knew didn’t get Beefheart. Nor did they get Yoko Ono, David Peel, Wild-man Fisher, the Mc5, The Stooges, Velvet Underground, or even Frank Zappa. They’d listen to CSN&Y. I’d listen to my shit.
Beefheart was a significant musical influence on me. He taught me not to be afraid to use unusual chords. The song ‘”Sweaty Betty,” from my 1987 L.P., Loud Whispers & Silent Screams, was my Beefheart song. In the song’s chorus, I used a chord that’s not even included in standard chord charts. It is known as an “X-chord” among underground aficionados. To anyone with a musical sensibility unaccustomed to this type of chord, the music can be very disturbing and unsettling. This is one reason punk musicians were attracted to Captain Beefheart—his sound was shocking.
No doubt that Don Van Vliet was an avant-garde genius. He will be greatly missed!
I lift up my can of Bud Lite and give a toast to Captain Beefheart!



Here is a 6-part documentary from the BBC about the Captain.
It’s on youtube.
Captain Beefheart Doc.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4M5YE_a4B1U


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T Wolf Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Dec-21-10 04:15 PM
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1. Thanks for the trip down memory lane. I haven't heard that name for such a long time. nt
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derby378 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Dec-21-10 04:18 PM
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2. Ice Cream for Crows!
RIP, Cap'n.
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PurityOfEssence Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Dec-21-10 04:41 PM
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3. Harry Irene
What does this mean?
What's the meaning of this?

Poor Harry, I guess...
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Amerigo Vespucci Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Dec-21-10 04:43 PM
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4. Zappa first...then Beefheart...opened up a whole new realm of possibilites to me.
I knew pretty early in life that I wasn't going to marry my high school sweetheart, have 2.5 wonderfully behaved and genetically perfect kids, live in a house with a white pickett fence, and drive a luxurious air-conditioned station wagon with fake wood paneling on the side.

I don't know HOW I knew this...I just DID.

Both Frank and Don had short "songs" that they're remembered for, little two or three minute things that the sound bite crowd loved. For Frank, it might have been his "hit," "Valley Girl" (although that was longer than 3 minutes), and for Don, maybe "Diddy Wah Diddy."

But more often than not, they wanted you to sit back, shut the hell up, give them the keys, and let them drive the car.

Zappa's "Absolutely Free" and "We're Only In It For The Money" were terrifying, roller coaster ride excursions into the dark heart of America, populated with greasers and Pachucos and corrupt authority figures and "filthy hippies" and and "squeaky-clean" high school kids painting posters for the pep rally and the one common thread that held the whole mess together is that we're all expected to get through this life, somehow, in one piece.

For Don, "Lick My Decals Off Baby" is considered by many to be his finest effort, but the game-changer...the one that firmly established him as a force to be reckoned with...has got to be "Trout Mask Replica." Don actually petitioned Zappa's record label to pay for a round-the-clock tree surgeon so that the trees outside the session wouldn't be "disturbed" by the music. How the hell do you not love an album...or the musicians who made it...under those circumstances?

I've owned the complete Zappa and Beefheart catalogs for years, but like so many other people, set aside some quality listening time out of respect for Don in recent days. What struck me the most was one song from his next-to-last album, 1980's "Doc At The Radar Station"..."Making Love to a Vampire with a Monkey on my Knee."

It's filled with sex and anger and confusion and redemption...as well as lines like "Gnats fucked my ears 'n nostrils"...but it's the final lines from the song that, for me, were the ultimate eulogy for Don Van Vliet:

Take my hand 'n join me... too soon its clutches gleams
Making love to a vampire with a monkey on my knee
Death be damned... life



Bob Mould had a song on his second solo album, "Black Sheets of Rain," called "The Hanging Tree." It contains the lyrics "Is there a place for those of us who don't belong?"

Frank and Don answered that question. No, there isn't You make the place and you burn in it, like Kerouac wrote in "On The Road"...

“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!”

...you burn, burn, burn and never look over your shoulder, never give a moment's thought to the man or woman others want or expect you to be...

...and in doing so, you become immortal.

And the pantaloon duck

White gooseneck quacked

Webcor.

Webcor.


R.I.P., Don.
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old mark Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Dec-21-10 04:58 PM
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5. I'm shallow-I really liked Clear Spot...I played the fucking grooves off it....nt
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Amerigo Vespucci Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Dec-21-10 05:51 PM
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7. "What if my girlfriend back home...Finds out what my fingers have been doing...
...
On my guitar since I been gone?
Don't anybody tell her,
I been doing the Low Yo Yo Yo Yo
Like any other fella
Away from home, all alone"

Hell YES, Mark...that one and "Big Eyed Beans from Venus" and "Golden Birdies"..."Clear Spot" ultimately ended up on a single CD with "Spotlight Kid," which was supposed to be the "better" of the two albums, but not in my book.

The Tubes also did a really nice version of My Head Is My Only House Unless It Rains...sung by guitarist Bill Sp

:toast:
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dbt Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Dec-21-10 06:00 PM
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8. K&R For dat Clear Spot!
Shallow or no, I got to play that LP on the by-god RADIO. It was like listening to a Dali painting!

Men, let your wallets flop out,
Women, open your purses.
'Cause a man or a woman without a big-eyed bean from Venus
Is sufferin' the worstest of curses...


:smoke:
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Gregorian Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Dec-21-10 05:02 PM
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6. Adapter adapter. His brilliance was on the level of Coltrane and Miles.
I was lucky enough to have been turned on to him a long time ago. Like Miles, it took me many years before I was ready, mature enough, able, enough to enjoy his creations.

I look forward to seeing this documentary. Thanks.
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Gregorian Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Dec-21-10 06:55 PM
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10. OK this is weird. I just heard Frank Sinatra was a Beefheart fan.
I'm listening to wcsb's Gunky MacDrug's show. He plays some extremely rare stuff from the 60's, and I do tend to trust what he says. But then... He was discussing record labels that Don Van Vliet was on, and how the Residents were unwilling to join his label because Sinatra was also on it.

Man, music history is absolutely amazing.
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TroglodyteScholar Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Tue Dec-21-10 06:40 PM
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9. Kick n/t
:kick:
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less lee Donating Member (58 posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Dec-23-10 05:34 PM
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11. My favorite Beefheart song is....
Hot Head!
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Octafish Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Thu Dec-23-10 08:04 PM
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12. Veteran's Day Poppy
The Ossuary of Douaumont



Veteran's Day Poppy

I cry but I can't buy
Your Veteran's Day poppy
It don't get me high
It can only make me cry
It can never grow another
Son like the one who warmed me my days
After rain and warmed my breath
My life's blood
Screamin' empty she cries
It don't get me high
It can only make me cry
Your Veteran's Day poppy

-- Don Van Vliet (Capt. Beefheart)
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