Álbum Does Humor Belong in Music? (Frank Zappa)

Does Humor Belong in Music? de Frank Zappa

Álbum de Frank Zappa

  • Sello Discográfico: EMI

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Does Humor Belong in Music? es un álbum de Frank Zappa, publicado en 1986 por EMI. El disco incluye 10 canciones, entre ellas «Zoot Allures», «Tinsel Town Rebellion», «Trouble Every Day» y «Penguin in Bondage».

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El álbum en directo Does Humor Belong in Music?, que también es la banda sonora de un vídeo del mismo nombre, plantea una pregunta retórica que Frank Zappa pasó toda su carrera respondiendo con un rotundo "sí". Este disco, grabado durante su gira de 1984, es una excelente demostración de cómo el humor y el virtuosismo musical no solo pueden coexistir, sino también enriquecerse mutuamente.

El repertorio está lleno de sátira y complejidad. El álbum presenta versiones enérgicas de temas de la era de los 80, como "Tinsel Town Rebellion" y "The Dangerous Kitchen". La banda que lo acompaña es, como de costumbre, impecable, capaz de navegar por los arreglos más intrincados mientras participa en la comedia del espectáculo.

Una de las piezas centrales es una larga versión de "Whippin' Post" de The Allman Brothers Band. La interpretación es un tour de force que demuestra la habilidad de la banda para el rock y el blues, pero también sirve como plataforma para las improvisaciones y el humor característico de Zappa.

"Does Humor Belong in Music?" es un documento vibrante y entretenido que captura la esencia de los conciertos de Frank Zappa en los 80. Es una respuesta afirmativa y contundente a la pregunta de su título, demostrando que la música seria no tiene por qué ser solemne, y que el humor puede ser un vehículo para la crítica más afilada.

Listado de Canciones

  1. Zoot Allures5:27

    Letra

    Terry Bozzio (drums, background vocals) Davey Moire (vocals) Andre Lewis (organ, vocals) Roy Estrada (bass, vocals) Dave Parlato (bass) Napoleon Murphy Brock (saxophone, vocals) Ruth Underwood (synthesizer, marimba) Donnie Vliet (harmonica) Louanne Neil (harp) Ruben Ladron De Guevara (background vocals) Sharkie Barker (background vocals) (Instrumental)
  2. Tinsel Town Rebellion4:42
  3. Trouble Every Day5:31

    Letra

    Well I'm about to get UPSET From watchin' my TV Been checkin' out the news Until my eyeballs fail to see I mean they say that every day Is just another rotten mess And when it's gonna change, my friends 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 Wednesday I watched the riot... I seen the cops out on the street Watched 'em throwin' rocks and stuff And chokin' in the heat Listened to reports About the whisky passin' 'round Seen the smoke & fire And the market burnin' down Watched while everybody On his street would take a turn To stomp and smash and bash and crash And slash and bust and burn And 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 Well you can cool it, You can heat it... 'Cause, baby, I don't need it... Take your TV tube and eat it 'N all that phony stuff on sports 'N all THOSE unconfirmed reports You know I watched that rotten box Until my head began to hurt From checkin' out the way The newsmen say they get the dirt Before the guys on channel so-and-so And further they assert That any show they'll interrupt To bring you news if it comes up They say that if the place blows up They'll be the first to tell Because the boys they got downtown Are workin' hard and doin' swell, And if anybody gets the news Before it hits the street, They say that no one blabs it faster Their coverage can't be beat And if another woman driver Gets machine-gunned from her seat They'll send some joker with a brownie And you'll see it all complete 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 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 Well, I seen the fires burnin' And the local people turnin' On the merchants and the shops Who used to sell their brooms and mops And every other household item Watched the mob just turn and bite 'em And they say it served 'em right Because a few of them are white, And it's the same across the nation Black & white discrimination They're yellin' "You can't understand me!" And all the other crap they hand me In the papers and TV 'N all that mass stupidity That seems to grow more every day Each time you hear some nitwit say He wants to go and do you in Because the color of your skin Just don't appeal to him (No matter if it's black or white) Because he's out for blood tonight You know we gotta sit around at home And watch this thing begin But I bet there won't be many left To see it really end 'Cause the fire in the street Ain't like the fire in my heart And in the eyes of all these people Don't you know that this could start On any street in any town In any state if any clown Decides that now's the time to fight For some ideal he thinks is right And if a million more agree There ain't no great society As it applies to you and me Our country isn't free And the law refuses to see If all that you can ever be Is just a lousy janitor Unless your uncle owns a store You know that five in every four WON'T amount TO nothin' more THAN watch the rats go across the floor And make up songs about being poor Blow you harmonica son!
  4. Penguin in Bondage6:50

    Letra

    Thank you. Brian, i could use a little bit more monitor. Hello hello, can't you turn up any more than that? Hello hello, hey! Alright! Pardon me folks. The name of this song is penguin in bondage, An' it's a song that ah, deals with the possible variations on A basic theme which is...well, You understand what a basic theme is. And then the variations include ah, manoeuvres that might be Executed with the aid of ah, extra-terrestrial gratification And devices which might or might not be supplied in a local Department store or perhaps a drugstore but at very least in One of those fancy new shops that they advertise in the Back-pages of the free press. This song suggests to the suggestible listener that the Ordinary procedure ah, That i am circumlocuting at this present time in order to get This text on television, Is that ah, if you wanna do something other than what you Thought you were gonna do when you first took your clothes off And you just happened to have some devices around... Then it's, it's not only okay to get into the Paraphernalia of it all but...hey! What did he say? ready? She's just like a penguin in bondage, boy Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh... Rennenhenninnahenninnenninahennn Way over on the wet side Of the bed (knirps for moisture) Just like the mighty penguin Flappin' her eight ounce wings Lord, you know it's all over If she comes atcha on the strut & wrap `em All around yer head Flappin her eight ounce wings, flappinumm She's just like a penguin in bondage, boy Shake up the pale-dry Ginger ale Tremblin' like a penguin When the battery fail Lord, you must be havin' her jumpin' through A hoopa real fire With some kleenex wrapped around a Coat-hang wire She's just like a penguin in bondage, boy Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh... Rennenhenninnahenninneninahenn Howlin' over to some Antarcticulated moon In the frostbite nite With her flaps gone white Shriekin' as she spot the hoop across the room Lord, you know it must be a penguin bound down When you hear that terrible screamin' and There ain't no other Birds around She's just like a penguin in bondage, boy Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh... She's just like a penguin in bondage, boy Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh... Rennenhenninnahenninneninahennn Aw, you must be careful Not to leave her straps Too loose `cause she just might box yer dog She just might box yer doggie An' leave you a dried-up dog biscuit...
  5. Hot Plate Heaven at the Green Hotel6:36

    Letra

    I used to have a job An' I was doin' fairly well Depression came along An' everybody start to yell "Where'd they go, them good ol' days, An' all that crap we used to sell?" Now I'm in Hot-Plate Heaven, at the Green Hotel Republicans is fine, If you're a multi-millionaire Democrats is fair, If all you own is what you wear Neither of 'em's REALLY right, 'Cause neither of 'em CARE 'Bout that Hot-Plate Heaven, 'Cause they ain't been there They really oughta go 'N find out how the hall-way smell -- They'd benefit to know 'Bout what the bums in there could tell (I guess we're only dreamin', But I s'pose it's just as well That's ALL you get to dream Up in the Green Hotel) Nature didn't put me here, An' neither did my fate -- It musta been some evil ol' Republican candidate! He's over there in Washington, But I wish he was in HELL 'Cause I'm in Hot-Plate Heaven At the Green Hotel Things is slightly better now; They hope we will forget The misery of 'TRICKLE DOWN', An' jelly-bean etiquette The Regal Presidential Style Has simply not worn well, But neither has my rags, Up in the Green Hotel I said the Green Hotel I mean the Green Hotel Been there once The Green Hotel We're goin' again The Green Hotel Neither has my rags, Up in the Green Hotel Hey, pass me the dog-food!
  6. What's New in Baltimore?4:47
  7. Cock-Suckers' Ball1:05
  8. WPLJ1:30

    Letra

    I say WPLJ, it really tastes good to me WPLJ won't you take a drink with me Well, it's a good good wine It really makes me feel so fine, so fine, so fine, so fine I went to the store when they open up the door I said: "Please please please gimme some more" White port & lemon juice, white port & lemon juice, White port & lemon juice, ooh what a good to you! You take the bottle, you take the can, shake it up fine You get a good good wine. White port & lemon juice, white port & lemon juice, White port & lemon juice, ooh what a good to you! The W is the white, the P is the port The L is the lemon, the J is the juice White port & lemon juice, white port & lemon juice, White port & lemon juice, ooh what a good to you! Well I feel so good, I feel so fine I got plenty of lovin', I got plenty of wine White port & lemon juice, white port & lemon juice, I said white port & lemon juice, ooh what a good to you!
  9. Let's Move to Cleveland15:44
  10. Whipping Post8:27