Álbum Zoot Allures de Frank Zappa - Canciones
Zoot Allures
1976 | 
Estilo(s) | Blues Rock,Avantgarde,Prog Rock
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El álbum Zoot Allures es una obra peculiar dentro de la carrera de Frank Zappa, marcado por un sonido más oscuro y centrado en la guitarra. Tras disolver la banda de la gira de "Bongo Fury", Zappa grabó gran parte del disco él mismo a través de la técnica del overdubbing, lo que le da un carácter más íntimo y personal.
Por esta razón, la guitarra de Zappa es la protagonista absoluta. El álbum contiene dos de sus piezas instrumentales más célebres y reverenciadas por los guitarristas: la canción que da título al disco, "Zoot Allures", es una pieza atmosférica y de tempo lento con un solo melódico y lleno de sentimiento; por otro lado, "Black Napkins" es una improvisación en directo que se ha convertido en una de sus composiciones más emblemáticas, un vehículo para su expresión más emotiva en la guitarra.
Sin embargo, el disco también incluye temas vocales que mantienen su habitual sátira. "The Torture Never Stops", por ejemplo, es una pieza siniestra y de ritmo hipnótico que describe una escena de mazmorra, mientras que "Disco Boy" es una burla mordaz de la cultura disco que empezaba a dominar la escena musical. Así pues, el álbum equilibra la seriedad instrumental con el humor más negro.
En resumen, "Zoot Allures" es un álbum de rock pesado y atmosférico, un escaparate para Frank Zappa como guitarrista. Aunque a veces es pasado por alto en su extensa discografía, ciertamente contiene algunos de sus momentos instrumentales más poderosos y memorables.
Listado de canciones del álbum Zoot Allures
- Wind Up Workin' in a Gas Station 2:35
Músicos invitados: Davey Moire (Lead Vocals), Davey Moire (Backing Vocals) - Black NapkinsVer letra 4:18
[X]letra de Black Napkins
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) Músicos invitados: Roy Estrada (Bass), Roy Estrada (Vocals), Terry Bozzio (Drums), Frank Zappa (Guitar), Andre Lewis (Organ), Andre Lewis (Backing Vocals), Napoleon M. Brock (Saxophone), Napoleon M. Brock (Vocals) - The Torture Never StopsVer letra 9:52
[X]letra de The Torture Never Stops
Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair
Prisoners grumble and piss their clothes and scratch their matted hair
A tiny light from a window hole a hundred yards away
Is all they ever get to know about the regular life in the day
An' it stinks so bad the stones been chokin'
'N weepin' greenish drops
In the room where the giant fire puffer works
'N the torture never stops
The torture never stops
Slime 'n rot, rats 'n snot 'n vomit on the floor
Fifty ugly soldiers, man, holdin' spears by the iron door
Knives 'n spikes 'n guns 'n the likes of every tool of pain
An' a sinister midget with a bucket an' a mop where the blood goes down the drain
An' it stinks so bad the stones been chokin'
'N weepin' greenish drops
In the room where the giant fire puffer works
'N the torture never stops
The torture never stops
The torture
The torture
The torture never stops
Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair
An evil prince eats a steamin' pig in a chamber right near there
He eats the snouts 'n the trotters first
The loin's 'n the groin's is soon dispersed
His carvin' style is well rehearsed
He stands and shouts
All men be cursed
All men be cursed
All men be cursed
All men be cursed
And disagree, well no-one durst
He's the best of course of all the worst
Some wrong been done, he done it first
(Well, well) An' he stinks so bad, his bones been chokin'
(Yeah) 'N weepin' greenish drops
(Well) In the night of the iron sausage
(Well) Where the torture never stops
The torture never stops
The torture
The torture
The torture never stops
Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair
Who are all those people that he's locked away up there
Are they crazy?
Are they sainted?
Are they zeros someone painted?
It has never been explained since at first it was created
But a dungeon like a sin
Requires naught but lockin' in
Of everything that's ever been
Look at hers
Look at him
That's what's the deal we're dealing in
That's what's the deal we're dealing in
That's what's the deal we're dealing in
That's what's the deal we're dealing in Músicos invitados: Terry Bozzio (Drums), Frank Zappa (Guitar), Frank Zappa (Bass), Frank Zappa (Keyboards), Frank Zappa (Vocals), Frank Zappa (Other [Director Of Recreational Activities]) - Ms. PinkyVer letra 3:49
[X]letra de Ms. Pinky
I got a girl with a little rubber head
Rinse her out every night just before I go to bed
She never talked back like a lady might do
And she looks like she loves it every time I get through
And her name is P-I-N-K-Y
P-I-N no lie
K-Y me-oh-my
She's 69 - 95, give her a try
P-I-N-K-Y
P-I-N I cry
K-Y don't be shy
69 - 95 boy, give her a try
Her eyes 's all shut in an ecstasy face
You can cram it down her throat, people, any old place
Throw a little switch on her battery pack
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
And her name is P-I-N-K-Y
P-I-N I cry
K-Y don't be shy
69 - 95 boy, give her a try
I got a girl with a little rubber head
Rinse her out every night just before I go to bed
She never talked back like a lady might do
And she looks like she loves it every time I get through
Her eyes 's all shut in an ecstasy face
You can cram it down her throat, people, any old place
Throw a little switch on her battery pack
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back Músicos invitados: Roy Estrada (Backing Vocals), Terry Bozzio (Drums), Frank Zappa (Guitar), Frank Zappa (Bass), Frank Zappa (Synthesizer), Frank Zappa (Vocals), Ruth Underwood (Synthesizer) - Find Her FinerVer letra 4:22
[X]letra de Find Her Finer
Find her finer, sneak up behind her
Unwrap like a mummy 'til you finally unwind her
Find her, blind her, see who designed her
Act like a dummy 'til you finally grind her
If you should see a girl on the street
Now maybe you might think she is sweet
But if you wanna tickle her treat
Now really what should you do?
Don't never let her know you are smart
The universe is no place to start
You gotta play it straight from the heart
She gwine renunciate you
That's why you gotta
Find her finer, sneak up behind her
Unwrap like a mummy 'til you finally unwind her
Find her, blind her, see who designed her
Act like a dummy 'til you finally grind her
Now maybe you might think this is crude
And maybe you might think I am rude
And maybe this approach I have spewed
Is not the one for you
But believe me later on you'll find
As you impress her with your mind
That you will just be left behind
For a wiser fool
So you might as well
Find her finer, sneak up behind her
Unwrap like a mummy 'til you finally unwind her
Find her, blind her, see who designed her
Act like a dummy 'til you finally grind her
Find her finer, sneak up behind her
Unwrap like a mummy 'til you finally unwind her
Find her, blind her, see who designed her
Act like a dummy 'til you finally grind her Músicos invitados: Andre Lewis (Backing Vocals), Roy Estrada (Backing Vocals), Ruben Ladron De Guevara (Backing Vocals), Terry Bozzio (Drums), Terry Bozzio (Backing Vocals), Frank Zappa (Guitar), Frank Zappa (Bass), Frank Zappa (Keyboards), Frank Zappa (Synthesizer), Frank Zappa (Vocals), Don Van Vliet (Harmonica) - Friendly Little Finger 4:19
Músicos invitados: Terry Bozzio (Drums), Frank Zappa (Guitar), Frank Zappa (Bass), Ruth Underwood (Marimba), Ruth Underwood (Synthesizer) - Wonderful WinoVer letra 3:05
[X]letra de Wonderful Wino
L.A. in the summer of '69
I went downtown and bought me some wine
Oh, I drank it down under the table
I said: watch me now,
I'm gonna eat the label
Well I'm a wino man,
Don't you know I am?
36 - 24, hips about 30
I seen a fine lady
And I started talkin' dirty
Boy, she looked over at me
And she raised her thumb
She said: "Jam down the road
You bum, bum, bum, bum"
I'm a wino man,
Don't you know I am?
I went to the country,
And while I was gone
I lost control of my body functions
On the road ahead at the ladies front lawn
I'm so ashamed,
But I'm a wino man
I can't help myself
I've been drinkin' all night
Till my eyes got red
Stumbled on the gutter
And busted my head
Bugs in my zoot suit,
Been scratchin' like a dog
I can't stand no water,
And I stink like a hog
Give me a five dollar bill,
And an overcoat too
Give me a five dollar bill,
And an overcoat too
A five dollar bill and an overcoat too
A five dollar bill and a floor shine shoe Composición: Frank Zappa, Jeff SimmonsMúsicos invitados: Terry Bozzio (Drums), Frank Zappa (Guitar), Frank Zappa (Bass), Frank Zappa (Keyboards), Frank Zappa (Vocals) - Zoot AlluresVer letra 4:15
[X]letra de Zoot Allures
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) Músicos invitados: Dave Parlato (Bass), Terry Bozzio (Drums), Frank Zappa (Guitar), Lou Anne Neill (Harp), Ruth Underwood (Marimba) - Disco BoyVer letra 5:28
[X]letra de Disco Boy
Disco boy! Run to toilet and comb your hair.
Disco boy! Pucker your lip, and check your shoulders,
'cause some dandruff might be hiding there.
Disco boy, your the disco king, aw the
disco thing made you think someday that you
just might go somewhere.
Disco girl, you're outa sight, you need a
disco boy, to treat you right.
He'll do a little dance, take you home tonight.
Leave his hair alone, but you can kiss his comb.
Disco boy! Run to toilet and comb your hair.
Disco boy! Shake it more than three times and you're
playing with it while you're standing there.
Disco boy, do the bump every night, 'til the disco girl
who's really right, gonna fall for your line,
and feed you a box full of chicken delight.
Disco chit-chat so demure,
pump that booty all across the floor.
A disco drink, a disco wink,
you never go duty that's what you think.
You never go duty that's what you think.
You never go duty that's what you think.
Duty. Go duty!
Duty. Go duty!
Duty. You never go duty.
Duty. You never go duty.
Duty. You never go duty.
Duty. You never go duty.
You never duty. Go duty.
Duty. You never duty.
Disco boy! You got one more chance, to comb your hair again.
Disco boy! They're closing the bar, and she's
leaving with your friend.
Disco boy, that's the way it goes, so wipe your nose, and
try it again, to get a little lay tomorrow.
Disco boy, no one understands, but thank the lord that you
still got hands, to help you do that jerkin' that'll
blot out your disco sorrow.
It's disco love tonight. Make sure you look alright.
It's disco love tonight. Make sure you look alright. Músicos invitados: Andre Lewis (Backing Vocals), Davey Moire (Backing Vocals), Roy Estrada (Backing Vocals), Sparkie Parker (Backing Vocals), Terry Bozzio (Drums), Terry Bozzio (Backing Vocals), Frank Zappa (Guitar), Frank Zappa (Bass), Frank Zappa (Keyboards), Frank Zappa (Synthesizer), Frank Zappa (Vocals)
El álbum Zoot Allures es una obra peculiar dentro de la carrera de Frank Zappa, marcado por un sonido más oscuro y centrado en la guitarra. Tras disolver la banda de la gira de "Bongo Fury", Zappa grabó gran parte del disco él mismo a través de la técnica del overdubbing, lo que le da un carácter más íntimo y personal.
Por esta razón, la guitarra de Zappa es la protagonista absoluta. El álbum contiene dos de sus piezas instrumentales más célebres y reverenciadas por los guitarristas: la canción que da título al disco, "Zoot Allures", es una pieza atmosférica y de tempo lento con un solo melódico y lleno de sentimiento; por otro lado, "Black Napkins" es una improvisación en directo que se ha convertido en una de sus composiciones más emblemáticas, un vehículo para su expresión más emotiva en la guitarra.
Sin embargo, el disco también incluye temas vocales que mantienen su habitual sátira. "The Torture Never Stops", por ejemplo, es una pieza siniestra y de ritmo hipnótico que describe una escena de mazmorra, mientras que "Disco Boy" es una burla mordaz de la cultura disco que empezaba a dominar la escena musical. Así pues, el álbum equilibra la seriedad instrumental con el humor más negro.
En resumen, "Zoot Allures" es un álbum de rock pesado y atmosférico, un escaparate para Frank Zappa como guitarrista. Aunque a veces es pasado por alto en su extensa discografía, ciertamente contiene algunos de sus momentos instrumentales más poderosos y memorables.
Músicos invitados: Davey Moire (Lead Vocals), Davey Moire (Backing Vocals)
[X]
Terry Bozzio (drums, background vocals)letra de Black Napkins
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)
[X]
Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despairletra de The Torture Never Stops
Prisoners grumble and piss their clothes and scratch their matted hair
A tiny light from a window hole a hundred yards away
Is all they ever get to know about the regular life in the day
An' it stinks so bad the stones been chokin'
'N weepin' greenish drops
In the room where the giant fire puffer works
'N the torture never stops
The torture never stops
Slime 'n rot, rats 'n snot 'n vomit on the floor
Fifty ugly soldiers, man, holdin' spears by the iron door
Knives 'n spikes 'n guns 'n the likes of every tool of pain
An' a sinister midget with a bucket an' a mop where the blood goes down the drain
An' it stinks so bad the stones been chokin'
'N weepin' greenish drops
In the room where the giant fire puffer works
'N the torture never stops
The torture never stops
The torture
The torture
The torture never stops
Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair
An evil prince eats a steamin' pig in a chamber right near there
He eats the snouts 'n the trotters first
The loin's 'n the groin's is soon dispersed
His carvin' style is well rehearsed
He stands and shouts
All men be cursed
All men be cursed
All men be cursed
All men be cursed
And disagree, well no-one durst
He's the best of course of all the worst
Some wrong been done, he done it first
(Well, well) An' he stinks so bad, his bones been chokin'
(Yeah) 'N weepin' greenish drops
(Well) In the night of the iron sausage
(Well) Where the torture never stops
The torture never stops
The torture
The torture
The torture never stops
Flies all green 'n buzzin' in his dungeon of despair
Who are all those people that he's locked away up there
Are they crazy?
Are they sainted?
Are they zeros someone painted?
It has never been explained since at first it was created
But a dungeon like a sin
Requires naught but lockin' in
Of everything that's ever been
Look at hers
Look at him
That's what's the deal we're dealing in
That's what's the deal we're dealing in
That's what's the deal we're dealing in
That's what's the deal we're dealing in
[X]
I got a girl with a little rubber headletra de Ms. Pinky
Rinse her out every night just before I go to bed
She never talked back like a lady might do
And she looks like she loves it every time I get through
And her name is P-I-N-K-Y
P-I-N no lie
K-Y me-oh-my
She's 69 - 95, give her a try
P-I-N-K-Y
P-I-N I cry
K-Y don't be shy
69 - 95 boy, give her a try
Her eyes 's all shut in an ecstasy face
You can cram it down her throat, people, any old place
Throw a little switch on her battery pack
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
And her name is P-I-N-K-Y
P-I-N I cry
K-Y don't be shy
69 - 95 boy, give her a try
I got a girl with a little rubber head
Rinse her out every night just before I go to bed
She never talked back like a lady might do
And she looks like she loves it every time I get through
Her eyes 's all shut in an ecstasy face
You can cram it down her throat, people, any old place
Throw a little switch on her battery pack
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
You can poot it, you can shoot it till your wife gets back
[X]
Find her finer, sneak up behind herletra de Find Her Finer
Unwrap like a mummy 'til you finally unwind her
Find her, blind her, see who designed her
Act like a dummy 'til you finally grind her
If you should see a girl on the street
Now maybe you might think she is sweet
But if you wanna tickle her treat
Now really what should you do?
Don't never let her know you are smart
The universe is no place to start
You gotta play it straight from the heart
She gwine renunciate you
That's why you gotta
Find her finer, sneak up behind her
Unwrap like a mummy 'til you finally unwind her
Find her, blind her, see who designed her
Act like a dummy 'til you finally grind her
Now maybe you might think this is crude
And maybe you might think I am rude
And maybe this approach I have spewed
Is not the one for you
But believe me later on you'll find
As you impress her with your mind
That you will just be left behind
For a wiser fool
So you might as well
Find her finer, sneak up behind her
Unwrap like a mummy 'til you finally unwind her
Find her, blind her, see who designed her
Act like a dummy 'til you finally grind her
Find her finer, sneak up behind her
Unwrap like a mummy 'til you finally unwind her
Find her, blind her, see who designed her
Act like a dummy 'til you finally grind her
Músicos invitados: Terry Bozzio (Drums), Frank Zappa (Guitar), Frank Zappa (Bass), Ruth Underwood (Marimba), Ruth Underwood (Synthesizer)
[X]
L.A. in the summer of '69letra de Wonderful Wino
I went downtown and bought me some wine
Oh, I drank it down under the table
I said: watch me now,
I'm gonna eat the label
Well I'm a wino man,
Don't you know I am?
36 - 24, hips about 30
I seen a fine lady
And I started talkin' dirty
Boy, she looked over at me
And she raised her thumb
She said: "Jam down the road
You bum, bum, bum, bum"
I'm a wino man,
Don't you know I am?
I went to the country,
And while I was gone
I lost control of my body functions
On the road ahead at the ladies front lawn
I'm so ashamed,
But I'm a wino man
I can't help myself
I've been drinkin' all night
Till my eyes got red
Stumbled on the gutter
And busted my head
Bugs in my zoot suit,
Been scratchin' like a dog
I can't stand no water,
And I stink like a hog
Give me a five dollar bill,
And an overcoat too
Give me a five dollar bill,
And an overcoat too
A five dollar bill and an overcoat too
A five dollar bill and a floor shine shoe
[X]
Terry Bozzio (drums, background vocals)letra de Zoot Allures
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)
[X]
Disco boy! Run to toilet and comb your hair.letra de Disco Boy
Disco boy! Pucker your lip, and check your shoulders,
'cause some dandruff might be hiding there.
Disco boy, your the disco king, aw the
disco thing made you think someday that you
just might go somewhere.
Disco girl, you're outa sight, you need a
disco boy, to treat you right.
He'll do a little dance, take you home tonight.
Leave his hair alone, but you can kiss his comb.
Disco boy! Run to toilet and comb your hair.
Disco boy! Shake it more than three times and you're
playing with it while you're standing there.
Disco boy, do the bump every night, 'til the disco girl
who's really right, gonna fall for your line,
and feed you a box full of chicken delight.
Disco chit-chat so demure,
pump that booty all across the floor.
A disco drink, a disco wink,
you never go duty that's what you think.
You never go duty that's what you think.
You never go duty that's what you think.
Duty. Go duty!
Duty. Go duty!
Duty. You never go duty.
Duty. You never go duty.
Duty. You never go duty.
Duty. You never go duty.
You never duty. Go duty.
Duty. You never duty.
Disco boy! You got one more chance, to comb your hair again.
Disco boy! They're closing the bar, and she's
leaving with your friend.
Disco boy, that's the way it goes, so wipe your nose, and
try it again, to get a little lay tomorrow.
Disco boy, no one understands, but thank the lord that you
still got hands, to help you do that jerkin' that'll
blot out your disco sorrow.
It's disco love tonight. Make sure you look alright.
It's disco love tonight. Make sure you look alright.
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