Here's the explanation of the origin and the dates.
Thanks to Microdot for the title of the Festival.
Zen Comix has joined the festivities.
She can burn you up in bed
Just like she said
Cos she's a Hot Head, Hot Head, Hot Head
She can throw uh pot t'show(?)
She can start a fire aglow
Cos she's a Hot Head, Hot Head, Hot Head
She puts her head into the fire
Makes you red hot perspire
Cos she's a Hot Head, Hot Head, Hot Head
She was burnt before she was born
Burnin' up a storm
Cos she's a Hot Head, Hot Head, Hot Head
Lick out like flame
'n' burn you to a shame
'n' bite the burnin' flame
Things are burnin' big
She's a red hot pig
She's a hobo wire toaster
She's a circle on a spit
She's a Hot Head, Hot Head, Hot Head
She can stitch you to a wheel
Take you to her fire
'n' spin you round 'n' round
Boy, you take you down
Fire Fire Fire
She's a Hot Head, Hot Head, Hot Head
Burn you up in bed
Just like she said
Cos she's a Hot Head, Hot Head, Hot Head
She can lick out like a flame
Burn you to a shame
Yeah, bite a burnin' flame
She can burn you up in bed
Coil you up instead
Cos she's a Hot Head, Hot Head, Hot Head
She can throw uh pot t'show (?)
She can start a fire aglow
another great piece from the Radar Station era....I have been getting emails from BeefHeart "scholars". You know people who are obsessed by artists like Dylan or Zappa and consider themselves experts and try to convince us that you do not have the proper "background" to truly appreciate the artist they are obsessed with. You don't know enough of the real details of how crazy they truly were and you are left with the strange feeling of not being sure whether their obsession is love or hate, but what ever, you could never be the expert they are so your opinion is wrong, your memories are wrong and you should go to their website to see what you really should be thinking or remembering. I say fuck em....
ReplyDeleteIf Beefheart was a nice, normal artist, he probably would have been incapable of creating the body of work that I find so compelling.
One time in about 1973 I took a piss in the next urinal to Alice Cooper in the Bottom Line. I forget who was performing.
DeleteI always thought that make me kind of an expert on Alice.
You know I used to know a really skinny guy named Vinnie Fournier.....then I met him again in Ann Arbor and he had become.......I met Frank Zappa at the Bottom Line at the record release party for Sheik Yerbootie....don't ask me how I got in. William Burroughs was there with a pretty bizarre entourage of clean cut young guys who looked like they were Mormon missionaries. Then Frank showed up and there was a camel and belly dancers...and a free table full of felafels, hummous and other middle eastern delights...at that period of my life, in NYC, I had mastered the art of living off of gallery opening buffets....I lived on Mott Street at the time, only about 4 blocks away.
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