Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band - Trout Mask Replica

Let’s sit down and take a trip; be sure to strap in, put on your headphones, this ride will be long and it will not be easy, at first. Take my hand and come with me, It's not too late for you, It's not too late for me. Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band will show you the way. A squid eating dough in a polyethylene bag is fast and bulbous. Got me? Look, look at everything that you used to know falling apart before your eyes; disassembling. The ride may be confusing, you may not be sure what to make of everything happening around you, but you must not turn back, you must proceed with Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. It’s a bush recording; we’re out recording a bush. Listen, do you hear those magnificent horns? Do you see those magnificent horns? Can you feel those guitars wrapping around you? Do you know what is happening? Can you tell what is going on? The Good Captain will take care of you; make sure your mind doesn’t crack, make sure you get back to the world you know safely. His excited eyes from within the dark interior glazed; watered in appreciation of his thoughtful preparation. Every time you listen to this, every time you put this on, you move closer towards the front, you sit closer to The Captain. You see more, you feel more, you hear more, you know more. O' lady look up in time o' lady look out of love, 'n you should have us all, O' you should have us fall. Are you beginning to understand? Are you beginning to see what Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band are trying to show you? Have they succeeded in turning your mind around until you cannot tell that horn solo from that streak of light in the darkness? Or, do you feel that this is some awful joke? That this isn’t music, that these people have no musical talent. This is recorded thru uh flies ear, 'n you have t' have uh flies eye t' see it, It's the thing that's gonna make Captain Beefheart, And his magic band fat, Frank it's the big hit, It's the blimp, It's the blimp Frank, It's the blimp. Are you in that magical blimp or merely watching it fly by; oblivious to the wonderful things going on inside?

how many? 9.8
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