Sheik Yerbouti es un álbum de Frank Zappa, publicado en 1979 por Zappa Records. El disco incluye 18 canciones, entre ellas «I Have Been In You», «Flakes», «Broken Hearts Are for Assholes [En Vivo]» y «I'm So Cute».
Sobre el álbum
El doble álbum Sheik Yerbouti marcó el inicio de una nueva etapa para Frank Zappa tras resolver sus problemas legales y fundar su propio sello. El resultado es uno de sus trabajos más exitosos comercialmente y uno de los más controvertidos por su contenido lírico explícito y su humor corrosivo.
El disco es una amalgama de grabaciones en directo que fueron posteriormente tratadas y embellecidas en el estudio con la técnica del xenochrony (combinar pistas de diferentes fuentes). El sonido es potente y pulido. El álbum contiene el single "Bobby Brown (Goes Down)", una canción que se convirtió en un éxito masivo en Europa pese a su letra, que satiriza la moralidad estadounidense y que la hizo imposible de radiar en EE.UU.
El disco incluye la nominada al Grammy "Dancin' Fool", una parodia de la música disco, y "Jewish Princess", una canción que le granjeó acusaciones de antisemitismo por parte de la Liga Antidifamación. Sin embargo, Zappa siempre defendió que su sátira no se dirigía a un grupo, sino a los estereotipos. Por otro lado, musicalmente el álbum es brillante, con piezas complejas como "Yo' Mama".
"Sheik Yerbouti" es Frank Zappa en su estado más provocador y accesible. Es un disco lleno de humor, virtuosismo y controversia que funciona como una ácida crónica de la sociedad de finales de los 70 y que, ciertamente, no deja a nadie indiferente.
Listado de Canciones
- I Have Been In You
Letra
I have been in you, baby And you Have been in me And we Have be So intimately Entwined And it sure was fine I have been in you, baby And you Have been in me And so you see We Have be so together I thought that we would never Return from forever Return from forever Return from forever... You Have been in me And understandably I have been in 'n' outa you An' everywhere You want me to Yes, you know it's true And while I was inside I mighta been Undignified And that is maybe Why you cried I don't know Maybe so, But what's the difference now? I have been in you, baby You have been in me Aw' little girl, there ain't no time To wash yer stinky hand Go 'head 'n' roll over I'm goin' in you again In you again In you again In you again... I'm goin' in you again-ahhh In you again, ah! In you again - ahhh In you again, ah! In you again - ahhh In you again, ah! In you again - ahhh In you again, ah! I'm going in you again, baby 'N' can go in me too, That's true I'm goin' in you again, baby 'N' later when we get through I'm goin' in you again - ahh In you again, ah! In you again - ahhh In you again, ah! In you again - ahhh In you again, ah! In you again - ahhh - Flakes
Letra
Flakes! Flakes! Flakes! Flakes! They don't do no good They never be workin' When they oughta should They waste your time They're wastin' mine California's got the most of them Boy, they got a host of them Swear t'God they got the most At every business on the coast Swear t'God they got the most At every business on the coast They got the Flakes Flakes! Flakes! They can't fix yer brakes You ask 'em, "Where's my motor?" "Well, it was eaten by snakes..." You can stab 'n' shoot 'n' spit But they won't be fixin' it They're lyin' an' lazy They can be drivin' you crazy Swear t'God they got the most At every business on the coast Swear t'God they got the most At every business on the coast Take it away, Bob... I asked as nice as I could If my job would Somehow be finished by Friday Well, them whole damn weekend came 'n' went, Frankie Wanna buy some mandies, Bob? 'N' they didn't do nothin' But they charged me double for Sunday You know, no matter what you do, They gonna cheat 'n' rob you Then they'll send you a bill That'll get your senses reelin' And if you do not pay They got computer collectors That'll get you so crazy 'Til your head'll go through th' ceilin' Yes it will! I'm a moron, 'n' this is my wife She's frosting a cake With a paper knife All what we got here's American made It's a little bit cheesey, But it's nicely displayed Well we don't get excited when it Crumbles 'n' breaks We just get on the phone And call up some Flakes They rush on over 'N' wreck it some more 'N' we are so dumb They're linin' up at our door Well, the toilet went crazy Yersterday afternoon The plumber he says Never flush a tampoon! This great information Cost me half a week's pay And the toilet blew up Later on the next day-ay-eee-ay Blew up the next day WOO-OOO We are millions 'n' millions, We're coming to get you We're protected by unions So don't let it upset you Can't escape the conclusion It's probably God's Will That civilization Will grind to a standstill And we are the people Who will make it all happen While yer children is sleepin', Yer puppy is crappin' You might call us Flakes Or something else you might coin us But we know you're so greedy That you'll probably join us We're coming to get you, we're coming to get you We're coming to get you, we're coming to get you We're coming to get you, we're coming to get you We're coming to get you, we're coming to get you... - Broken Hearts Are for Assholes [En Vivo]
- I'm So Cute3:09
- Jones Crusher2:49
Letra
My baby's got Jones crushin' love Jones crushin' love Jones crushin' love Well my baby's got Jones crushin' love Jones crushin' love Jones crushin' love She don't merely fit like a glove That little girl's got the jones That little girl's got the jones That little girl's got the jones She's tryin' to Grind up my jones Grind up my jones Grind up my jones Well, she's tryin' to Grind up my jones Grind up my jones Grind up my jones She don't never wanna leave it alone She can push; she can shove Till it's just a nub She can push; she can shove Till it's just a nub Just a nub Just a nub Here she comes With her red dress on Steam shoots out >From the sprinklers on the lawn The eyes be rollin' On the concrete fawn The wind can't blow 'Cause the sky is gone The wind can't blow 'Cause the sky is gone The wind can't blow 'Cause the sky is gone Jones crusher, jones crusher Deadly jaws, better get the gauze She's a jones crusher, jones crusher Deadly jaws, better get the gauze (etc. ad lib) - What Ever Happened to All the Fun in the World0:33
Letra
What ever happened to all the fun in the world? Larry's not with us any more; he went on y'know Yeah Yeah He bit the big one Ahem Yeah Well, he's got his own little piece of heaven now - Rat Tomago
Letra
Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals) Adrian Belew (rhythm guitar, vocals) Tommy Mars (keyboards, vocals) Peter Wolf (keyboards) Patrick O'Hearn (bass, vocals) Terry Bozzio (drums, vocals) Ed Mann (percussion, vocals) Napoleon Murphy Brock (background vocals) Andre Lewis (background vocals) Randy Thornton (background vocals) Davey Moire (background vocals) (Instrumental) - Wait a Minute0:31
- Bobby Brown
Letra
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 and 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 fucked 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 But now I smell like vaseline An' I'm a miserable son of a bitch 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 and a friend Sorta 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 a head 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 - Rubber Shirt2:43
Letra
Frank Zappa (lead guitar, vocals) Adrian Belew (rhythm guitar, vocals) Tommy Mars (keyboards, vocals) Peter Wolf (keyboards) Patrick O'Hearn (bass, vocals) Terry Bozzio (drums, vocals) Ed Mann (percussion, vocals) Napoleon Murphy Brock (background vocals) Andre Lewis (background vocals) Randy Thornton (background vocals) Davey Moire (background vocals) Yeah, I knew you'd be surprised! - The Sheik Yerbouti Tango [En Vivo]
- Baby Snakes [En Vivo]
- Trying' to Grow a Chin [En Vivo]
- City of Tiny Lites [En Vivo]
- Dancin' Fool [En Vivo]
- Jewish Princess [En Vivo]
- Wild Love [En Vivo]
- Yo' Mama [En Vivo]