Saturday, 15 September 2007

Captain Beefheart 2

Pois é, é a segunda vez. A gente não resiste. Mais umas dos Captain Beefheart and His Bagic Band. Desta vez duas da fase mais free do Van Vliet e dos seus cúmplices: She's Too Much For My Mirror/My human gets me the blues e uma sessão de 71, que peca pela qualidade visual mas não pela musical. O resto é mais normal, para o coração de boi, é claro. Corações de vidro, absterem-se, absolutely freak.

Don Van Vliet na objectiva de Anton Corbijn

Captain Beefheart - I'm Gonna Boogiarize You Baby

Captain Beefheart - Live In Belgium 1969

Capain Beefheart & His Magic Band - Detroit '71

Zig Zag Wanderer
Originally appeared on Safe As Milk
Zig zag wanderer, zig zag wanderer (rep.)
You can huff, you can puff
You'll never blow my house down
You can zig, you can zag
Whoa I'm gonna stay, gonna stay around (rep.)
You can jump, you can holler
Never lose what I found
Heaven's free 'cept for a dollar
You can zig, you can zag
Whoa I'm gonna stay, gonna stay around (rep.)
The zig zag wanderer had a zigzag child
Zig zag traveller for the mercy mile
Found his wheels and nature scene
Quenched his thirst, (in a?) way it never been
Zig zag wanderer (rep.)
You can dance, you can prance
Freeze those timbers, drop some beams
Hide my shield, throw away my lance
Zig zag child, mercy mile
Zig zag dream, zig zag dream
Zig zag

Song info
Kindly transcribed and sent along by Scot Beidelman
Gary Marker writes:
Wanderer was a SPECIFIC reference to the popular rolling
papers of the same name. ("You can huff, you can puff..." doesn't ring
any faint, tinkling bells and conjure up any smokedrenched
Gary Marker's notes about the recording of ZigZag Wanderer

My Human Gets Me Blues
Originally appeared on Trout Mask Replica
I saw yuh baby dancin' in your xray
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 way you'd been ole lady
I could see the fear in yer windows
Under yer furry crawlin' brow
Uh silver bow rings up in inches
You were afraid you'd be the devils red wife
But it's alright God dug yer dance
'n would have you young 'n in his harum
Dress you the way he wants cause he never had uh doll
Cause everybody made him uh boy
'n God didn't think t' ask his preference
You can bring yer dress 'n yer favorite dog
'n yer husbands cane
'n yer old spotted dog
Cause in this lifetime
You've got m'humangetsmeblues

Originally made available at Justin Sherill's Home Page Replica,
transcribed by Jonathan Machell.