Saturday Evening Vinyl

It’s been a good workout day with 45k done on Snowflake (to and from the gym), and then 4500m accomplished in the pool.  Now it’s time to relax and enjoy a nice recovery bowl of sweet potato soup, a few more pages of the ‘Zappa: A Biography‘  (Barry Miles) book and the ‘Over-Night Sensation‘  album by Frank Zappa.


I’ll admit, I’m the fence with this guy.  I mean, I think he’s an interesting and talented n’ all but his music is definitely hit or miss with me in that I don’t always “get it”.

Fortunately, this album is a hit – figuratively and commercially.

Love it or hate it, this album was a watershed album for Zappa, the point where his post-’60s aesthetic was truly established; it became his second gold album, and most of these songs became staples of his live shows for years to come. Whereas the Flo and Eddie years were dominated by rambling, off-color comedy routines, this album tightened up the song structures and tucked sexual and social humor into melodic, technically accomplished heavy guitar rock with jazzy chord changes and funky rhythms; meanwhile, Zappa’s growling new post-accident voice takes over the storytelling.

While the music is some of Zappa’s most accessible, the apparent callousness and/or stunning sexual explicitness of ‘Camarillo Brillo‘, ‘Dirty Love‘, and especially ‘Dinah-Moe Humm‘  leave him on shaky aesthetic ground.  Zappa often protested that the charges of misogyny leveled at such material missed out on the implicit satire of male stupidity, and also confirmed intellectuals’ self-conscious reticence about indulging in dumb fun; however, the glee in his voice as he spins his adolescent fantasies can undermine his point.  Indeed, that enjoyment, also evident in the silly wordplay, suggests that Zappa is throwing his juvenile crassness in the face of critical expectation, asserting his right to follow his muse even if it leads him into blatant stupidity (ironic or otherwise).  One can read this motif into the absurd shaggy-dog story of a dental floss rancher in ‘Montana’, on of the album’s indisputable highlights, which features amazing, uncredited vocal backing from Tina Turner and the Ikettes (troof!).  As with much of Zappa’s best ’70s and ’80s material, ‘Over-Nite Sensation‘  could be perceived as ideologically problematic (if you haven’t got the constitution for Zappa’s humor), but musically, it’s terrific.

So now, it’s one core workout to go and we be having a well-deserved steak for dinner bitch!   And then we’re going to cuddle in the EZ-boy for “Movie Date night Night” and watch whatever movie Kelly decides to come home with.

Oh, and there may or may not be a treat involved (hint hint honey!) because, hey, we deserve it!


About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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