Inca Roads

[CrusaderFrank]

You already know that Frank Zappa had no peers as a guitar player. Sure other people like Page, Hendrix and Clapton get more press and radio play, but when it came time to standing before a life audience and making up a spontaneous composition called a "Guitar solo", Zappa simply had no peers, no one even in his section of the Universe.

For example, take the original version of "Inca Roads" with Chester Thomson on drums. Forget for a second the "Septuplets From Hell" section and focus on the solo starting at about 2:00. It's a classic in its own right and had he never played it again, it would have been amazing.

But then along came Vinny Colaiuta and together, Frank and Vinny put together a staggering collaboration that is currently forgotten but will one day be studied in music schools all over the world

 

[CrusaderFrank]

Here's an Inca Roads solo with Vinny

 

[CrusaderFrank]

..and another

 

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and another

 

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and another

 

[CrusaderFrank]

and another

 

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and another

 

[CrusaderFrank]

seriously you want to compare that to "Sunshine of your Love"?

All the above solos are "Inca Roads" played on different nights.

System of Edges blew me the fuck away and you've never once heard it before now

 

[Sunni Man]

How do you tell one Zappa song from another?

They all sound boringly alike. .....

 

[QuickHitCurepon]

"Inca Roads" reignited my fascination with Frank Zappa which started for me in the Air Force.

 

[QuickHitCurepon]

"Inca Roads" reignited my fascination with Frank Zappa which started for me in the Air Force.

Love his guitar solos.

 

[QuickHitCurepon]

and another

That and this one are a few of my favs from Joe's Garage.

 

[QuickHitCurepon]

 

[QuickHitCurepon]

How do you tell one Zappa song from another?

They all sound boringly alike. .....

To a dog?



STINK FOOT

In the dark
Where all the fevers grow
Under the watah
Where the shark bubbles blow
In the morning
By your radio
Do the walls close in to suffocate, yah
You ain't got no friends
And all the others they hate, yah
Does the life you been leading gotta go? (HMMmm?)
(Well let me straighten you out)
About a place I know
(Get your shoes and socks on people, it's right around the corner)

Out through the night and the whispering breezes
To the place where they keep the imaginary diseases
Out through the night and the whispering breezes
To the place where they keep the imaginary diseases

(This has got to be the disease for you
Now scientists call this disease, Brohm-a-drosis
But us regular folks, who might wear tennis shoes
or an occasional python boot,
know this exquisite little inconvenience by the name of
STINK-FOOT)

You know
My python boot is too tight
I couldn't get it off last night
A week went by
And now it's July
I finally got it off
And my girlfriend cried, YOU GOT STINK-FOOT!
Stink-foot, darlin'

Your Stink-foot

Puts a hurt on my nose
Stink-foot, stink-foot, I ain't lyin'
Can you rinse it off, do you suppose?
(Here Fido, Fido, mpt, mpt, mpt, come here little puppy
Bring the slippers
Arf, arf, arf
(C-R-A-S-H)
Huhm, HAH, HAH, HAH...hmhmhm)
STINK!

(Well then Fido got up off the floor, and he rolled over
and he looked me straight in the eye
And you know what he said?
"Once upon a time, somebody say to me"
This is the dog talkin' now
"What is your, conceptual, continuity?"
"Well I told 'em right then", Fido said
"It should be easy to see
"The crux of the biscuit
is the apostrophe"
Well you know, the man that was talking to the dog
looked at the dog, and he said
Sort of staring in disbelief
"You can't say that"
he said
"It doesn't, and you can't, I won't, and it don't
it hasn't, it isn't, it even ain't, and it shouldn't
it couldn't"
He told him, "No, no, no"
I told him, "Yes, yes, yes"
I said, "I do it all the time
Ain't this boogie a mess"?)

The poodle bites, the poodle chews it