Tinsel Town Rebellion de Frank Zappa
Álbum de Frank Zappa
- Sello Discográfico: Barking Pumpkin Records
Tinsel Town Rebellion es un álbum de Frank Zappa, publicado en 1981 por Barking Pumpkin Records. El disco incluye 15 canciones, entre ellas «Fine Girl», «Easy Meat», «For the Young Sophisticate» y «Love of My Life».
Sobre el álbum
El doble álbum en directo Tinsel Town Rebellion ofrece una excelente instantánea de la banda de Frank Zappa de principios de los 80. Al igual que otros de sus discos en vivo, combina grabaciones de conciertos con extensos retoques y overdubs de estudio, buscando siempre la perfección sonora. El resultado es un trabajo enérgico y lleno de sátira.
El repertorio se nutre tanto de material nuevo como de relecturas de viejos clásicos. Por ejemplo, Frank Zappa reinventa "Brown Shoes Don't Make It", de su época con The Mothers of Invention, con un arreglo más moderno y complejo. Por otro lado, temas nuevos como el que da título al disco son una crítica mordaz a la escena punk rock de Los Ángeles.
El álbum destaca por el increíble nivel de la banda, que incluye al guitarrista Steve Vai en algunas de sus primeras grabaciones con Zappa. La precisión rítmica y la capacidad de la banda para cambiar de estilo en un instante son asombrosas. El disco es un festín para los amantes del virtuosismo musical.
"Tinsel Town Rebellion" es un álbum de rock en directo potente y divertido. Aunque quizás no tiene el estatus icónico de "Zappa in New York" o la profundidad conceptual de "Joe's Garage", ciertamente es una muestra fantástica de la energía y la precisión de sus shows y de su incisivo comentario social a principios de los ochenta.
Listado de Canciones
- Fine Girl3:30
Letra
Well, yeah, well Oh yeah She was a fine girl She could get down wit de get down All de way down She do yer laundry She change a tire Chop a little wood for de fire Poke it around...if it died down Oh yeah She was a fine girl She go up in the mornin' She go down in the evenin'...all de way down She do the dishes If you wishes Silverware too Make it look brand new...when she get through Oh yeah She was a fine girl Outa this world Well, yeah, well, yeah, well, yeah, well Oh yeah She was a fine girl She could get down wit de get down All de way down She do your laundry She change a tire Chop a little wood for de fire Poke it around...if it died down Oh yeah She was a fine girl With a lovely smile With a bucket on her head Fulla water from de well She could run a mile Oh yeah She wouldn't spill a drop It'd stay on top Her head was kinda flat But her hair covered that She was a fine girl Didn't need no school She was built like a mule With a thong sandal Well, wasn't no kinda job she could not handle She could get down...wit de get down All de way down We need some more like dat in dis kinda town We need some more like dat in dis kinda town We need some more like dat in dis kinda town We need some more like dat in dis kinda town... We need some more like dat... - Easy Meat9:17
Letra
This girl is easy meat I seen her on the street See-through blouse an' a tiny little dress Her manner indiscreet...I knew she was Easy, easy, easy meat Easy, easy, easy meat Easy, easy, easy, easy Easy meat, easy meat, easy meat, easy meat She wanna take me home Make me sweat and moan Rub my head and beat me off With a copy of Rollin' Stone Easy, easy, easy meat Easy, easy, easy meat Easy, easy, easy, easy Easy meat, easy meat, easy meat, easy meat ...They're just not gonna stand for it... I told her I was late I had another date I can't get off on the Rollin' Stone But the robots think it's great...I knew she was Easy, easy, easy meat Easy, easy, easy meat Easy, easy, Easy, easy Easy meat, easy meat, easy meat, easy meat Easy She was so easy Easy Saw her tiny titties Through her see-through blouse I just had to take the girl to my house Easy Meat - For the Young Sophisticate3:13
Letra
Baby baby why you cryin' Feeling sorry what she said Put down the rag, I told her then Don't wanna hear you cry again Dear heart, dear heart Tell me, tell me what's the reason Dear heart, dear heart Tell me, tell me what's the reason You know she went to see the doctor And then she read a magazine Forget that book, I told her then Don't wanna hear about the book again Dear heart, dear heart Work out, Vinnie Tell me, tell me what's the reason Dear heart, dear heart I thought you were in love, Vinnie Tell me, tell me what's the reason There was a picture on the story That showed a young sophisticator Who falls in love three pages later With some aggressive agitator And by and by he comes to hate her 'Cause she don't shave her underarms And he can't go for that 'Cause he's a young sophisticator Baby baby why you cryin' It made me wonder what she said Forget that book I told her then Don't wanna hear 'bout the book again Dear heart, dear heart Tell me, tell me what's the reason Dear heart, dear heart How you doin', Vinnie? Tell me, tell me what's the reason Would you still love me if my hair grew All down the side of my kimono Well of course I would, it might be hip If it did not cause you to trip Dear heart, dear heart Or radiate a bad aroma Dear heart, dear heart Or radiate a cheap aroma Dear heart, dear heart Or radia-iate, or radia-ia-ia-iate a Butzis aroma Ha ha ha ha ha ha - Love of My Life2:15
Letra
Love of my life, I love you so Love of my life, don't ever go I love you only Love, love of my life Stars in the sky they never lie Tell me you need me, don't say goodbye I love you only Love, love of my life Stars in the sky, they never lie Tell me you need me, don't say goodbye I love you darling, I love you only Don't ever leave me Don't make me, don't make me Don't make me lonely Love of my life, I love you so Love of my life, don't ever go I love you only Love, love of my life (spoken) Stars in the sky, they never lie Tell me you need me, don't say goodbye I love you darling, I love you only Don't ever leave me Don't make me, don't make me Don't make me lonely Love of my life, I love you so Love of my life, don't ever go I love you only Love, love of my life Love of my life, Love of my life - I Ain't Got No Heart2:00
- Panty Rap4:36
Letra
FZ: "Hello there, welcome to the show. No, we are not going to play 'Cheepnis' - that's right - but we are collecting underpants, and we are collecting brassieres, we are collecting small articles of feminine underclothing. We are making a quilt... really - trust me. So here's the deal, if you're a girl and you're wearing a dress, whip 'em off, that's it, see? No problem. Even with a pin... what does it say? 'Nobody's perfect'. I guess so... What we got here? Oh. Now let's see what's on the inside. Uh huh, trainer coos. Okay. S'more, s'more... Underpants, brassieres, just send 'em up, no problem. Oh, you'll warm up to it. If you're wearing pants and you have bikinis on underneath your pants, rip the edges and pull 'em out; if you're wearing those big old ugly cotton jobs go to the toilet and take 'em off, okay? So far, ladies and gentlemen, the response from this particular community has not been especially gratifying. Perhaps you're a little bit too intellectual here. Here's something... tasteful, very tasteful. .. You'll get into it. Oh, some more - look - it's almost like going to a, well, never mind. Heh, heh, heh. I just want to remind you that you are in direct competition with Chicago, which so far has produced the highest yield of female underclothes of any place in the United States. Oh, here's one, thank you very much. Chicago, if you'll recall, was the town in which we received the very famous Voodoo Butter Underpants... heh, heh... the pants that nearly broke Tommy Mars' neck. As soon as he took a whiff of those, his head went back this far, and he was heard to mutter 'Jeezus'. So, we don't care what kind of condition they're in. What've we got here? 'Twat Book', okay. Uh huh, very good - Zeets, whadduya think? He already has that one... no problem, though. Well, tonight you're gonna be entertained by; Ike Willis on guitar and vocals; Tommy Mars on keyboards and 'Jeezus'. You're also going to be entertaining yourselves a little bit, but don't worry about it. Steve Vai on guitar, vocals and light blue hair" . IKE: "Another contestant over there". FZ: "Oh, some more? Okay. Vinnie Colaiuta on booklet. Now what does this say? 'Hi Frank, how about'...what does this say? 'My hat from the...how about wearing my hat...wearing...' How about this, this is a college community, right? 'How about wearing, w-e-r-e-i-n-g never mind. Arthur Barrow on bass; Bob Harris on keyboards, high vocal trumpet and vegetables; and, ladies and gentlemen, the world-famous Ray White on guitar and vocals. Okay, you ready? One, two, three, four..." - Tell Me You Love Me2:06
Letra
Tell me you love me! Tell me you love me! Like I want you to. Tell me you love me! Tell me you love me! Girl! Girl! Girl! I love you so hard now I'm crying for you. Don't make me lose my pride. I want to come inside, and grab ahold of you. and grab ahold of you. Tell me you love me! Tell me you love me! Like I want you to. Tell me you love me! Tell me you love me! Now! Now! Now! I want to feel it, Give me your love now! Don't make me steal it. Don't make me steal it. Tell me you love me! Tell me you love me! Tell me you love me! Tell me you love me! Tell me you love me! Tell me you love me! Tell me you love me! Tell me you love me! Tell me you love me! Tell me you love me! Like I want you to. Tell me you love me! Tell me you love me! Girl! Girl! Girl! I love you so hard now I'm crying for you. Burning with fire, I got a hot desire 'Cause I gotta make love with you. 'Cause I gotta make love with you. Baby 'Cause I gotta make love with you. 'Cause I gotta make love with you. Tell me you love me! Like I want you to. Tell me you love me! Like I want you to. Tell me you love me! Like I want you to. - Now You See It- Now You Don't5:03
- Dance Contest3:01
Letra
Fz: "one of, one of the things that i like best about playing in new york is this particular place, because it has - it has a stage that is conducive to, how you say in the trade, audience participation. now if there's one thing that i really like, it's, uh, audience participation. now listen... i gotta figure out something that i can, uh - do you think we should have another dance contest tonight? oh, hey - the injured person dance contest. ah, well, let's see...awright, i'll tell you what we're going to do. here's a, here's a guy who really wants to be in the dance contest aw-reety, aw-righty, hey. okay..." Butch: "you are great, man - you are great. you are the best, baby. do 'dinah-moe humm.'" Fz: "all right, now wait a minute - what's your name? hey, hey - what's your name?" Butch: "butch." Fz: "awright, the dynamic butch. here's, here's a girl that wants to dance with butch. what's your name?" Lena: "lena." Fz: "what?" Lena: "lena." Fz: "lena, meet butch. okay, lena and butch, couple number one. heh heh. okay, let's see - that guy there, with his...that - that one there with the teeshirt on - no, no, the other one - this one - no, no - no no no, wait a minute, wait... well, you're - actually, you're very nice, though. would you like to come up here? ...okay, but d'you think you can behave yourself? you, you're sure you can behave yourself? ...okay, what's your name?" Guy: "tom, man. (mumble, mumble) you, baby, i (mumble, mumble)(gurgle) you (mumble, mmf, etc.)." Guy: "arrgh, mmmf, glurg, etc." Fz: "awright, now wait a minute. awright, awright, now wait..." Guy: "(mumble, mmf.) ugliness! ugliness!" Other guy: "frank, you're my buddy! arrgh, mmf." Fz: "awright, wait a minute, wait a minute. i have an important message to deliver to all the cute people all over the world. if you're out there and you're cute, maybe you're beautiful, i just want to tell you somethin' - there's more of us ugly mother-fuckers than you are, hey-y, so watch out. now..." Guy (butch?): "will you bring my girlfriend on stage, maybe?" Fz: "sure. all right, now you - he wants to get his girlfriend - go get your girlfriend." Girl: "hey zap!" Fz: "good to see you again." Girl: "squeak!" Fz: "i know." Guy: "i ain't no fucking queer." Fz: "all right, now look, here's what we're going to do. awright. now. this - they'll be mashed, i'll save them, i'll save them for later." Guy: "i'm not a fucking queer." Fz: "this man is trying desperately to let everybody know that he's not a queer. he's not queer, he's not queer. awright, and now... you are going to dance, like you've never danced before..." - The Blue Light5:26
Letra
Your ethos Your pathos Your Porthos Your Aramis Your Brut Cologne You're writing home You are hopeless Your hopelessness Is rising around you, rising around you You like it It gives you something to do In the day time Hey buddy, you need a hobby You are tired of moving forward You think of the future And secretly you piddle your pants The puddle of piddle Which used to be little Is rising around you, rising around you You like it It gives you something to do In the night time Oh well, you travel to bars You also go to Winchell's Doughnuts And hang out with the Highway Patrol Sometimes you'll go to a pizza place You go to Shakey's to get that American kind of pizza That has the ugly, waxey, fake yellow Kind of cheese on the top... Maybe you'll go to Straw Hat Pizza, To get all those artificial ingredients That never belonged on a pizza in the first place (But the white people really like it...) Oh well, you'll go anyplace, you'll do anything Oh you'll give me your underpants I hope these aren't yours, buddy... They're very nice, though You go to Santa Monica Boulevard, You go to the Blue Parrot No problem, you'll go anyplace You'll do anything Just so you can hang out with the others The others just like you Afraid of the future (Death Valley Days straight ahead) The future is scary (Yes it sure is) Well, the puddle is rising It smells like the ocean A body of water to isolate England And also Reseda The oil in patches All over Atlantis, Atlantis You remember Atlantis Donovan, the guy with the brocade coat Used to sing to you about Atlantis You loved it, you were so involved then That's back in the days when you used to Smoke a banana You would scrape the stuff off the middle You would bake it You would smoke it You even thought you was getting ripped from it No problem Woop! Atlantis, they could really get down there The plankton, the krill The giant underwater pyramid, the squid decor Excuse me, Todd The big ol' giant underwater door The dome, the bubbles, the blue light Light, light, light, light Light, light, light, light Blue light blue light The seepage, the sewage, the rubbers, the napkins Your ethos, your Porthos, Your flag pole, your port hole Your language You're frightened The future Your lang... You can't even speak your own fucking language You can't read it anymore You can't write it anymore Your language The future of your language Your meat loaf Don't let your meat loaf Heh, heh, heh Your Micro-Nanette Heh Your Brut Cologne - Tinsel Town Rebellion4:36
- Pick Me, I'm Clean5:37
- Bamboozled by Love5:46
Letra
Bamboozled by love, Oh lord, the shit done hit the fan Bamboozled by love Oh lord, the shit done hit the fan The way that girl been carryin' on I swear I just don't understand Don't you know I treat her nice and kind The way no other lover can Now don't you know I treat her nice and kind The way no other lover can I came home the other day and she was Suckin' off some other man I ain't the type for beggin' I ain't the type to plead If she don't change those evil ways I'm gonna make her bleed She can scream and she can holler Bang her head all along the wall If she don't give me what I want She ain't gonna have no head at all Bamboozled by love I said she fooled around too long Bamboozled by love I said she fooled around too long Now I am mad and getting meaner I am here and she is gone And the reason you have not seen her She is underneath the lawn I know she's underneath the lawn, lawn, lawn Now look I ain't the type for beggin' Now I ain't the type to plead If she don't change those evil ways I'm gonna make her bleed She can scream and she can holler Bang her head all along the wall If she don't give me what I want She ain't gonna have no head at all Bamboozled by love I said she fooled around too long Bamboozled by love, oh lord I said she fooled around too long Now I am mad and getting meaner, meaner I am here and she is gone And the reason you have not seen her, seen her Is she is underneath the lawn - Brown Shoes Don't Make It7:14
- Peaches ?4:56