Lived in So Cal ,San Berdino hundreds of concerts love blues, classic, rock.Grew up listening to beatles ,stones ,csny ,saw my first concert in 1973 was hooked on live music went to my first festival caljam1 at Ontario Speedway later to both US festivalsTell them who you really are. They want to know your musical taste too!
Jerry, found a Blues guy that is pretty good, you probably know him, but new to me, if not you should try him. Albert King, Laundromat Blues is really good. Cheers
FZ Plays FZ (1996) as Merely A Blues In A, performed in Paris, September 27, 1974
Dweezil liner notes:
Like I said, 'When in doubt, play the blues'. Frank certainly does play some mean blues on this track. It's hard to believe that the band ran out of material to play for an encore in Paris but that's apparently what happened. Lucky for us...
A lot of people don't bother about their friends in the VEGETABLE KINGDOM. They think, "Ah, what can I say? What can a person like myself say to a vegetable?" But the answer is simple, my friends . . . just call . . . and tell them how you feel . . . about MUFFINS, PUMPKINS, WAX PAPER, CALEDONIA, MAHOGANIES, ELBOWS AND GREEN THINGS IN GENERAL . . . and soon: A NEW RAPPORT! You and your new little green & yellow buddies . . . grooving together! OH NO! Maintaining your coolness together! Worshiping together in the church of your choice! ONLY IN AMERICA! Woh-oh-oh-ah-agh-h . . .
If there's ever an obscene noise to be made on an instrument,
it's gonna come out of a guitar! On a sax you can play sleaze,
on a bass you can play balls. But on a guitar you can be
truly obscene! Lets be realistic about this, the guitar can
be the single most blasphemous device on the earth!
The guitar makes a stink noise. That's why I like it!!
The Real Frank Zappa Book.
Music Simple & Sophisticated,Vital,Unpredictble Force...
Exception to Every Rule and Cheerfully Accepts all its Roles... Never Takes no for an Answer and at its worst its only MUSIC...
RIGHT?
Everything in the universe is made of one element, which is a note, a single note. Atoms are really vibrations, you know, which are extensions of THE BIG NOTE, everything's one note. Everything, even the ponies. The note, however, is the ultimate power, but see, the pigs don't know that, the ponies don't know that. Right?
Take a tip from Joe, do like he did, hock your imaginary guitar and get a good job . . . Joe did, and he's a happy guy now, on the day shift at the Utility Muffin Research Kitchen, arrogantly twisting the sterile canvas snoot of a fully-charged icing anointment utensil. And every time a nice little muffin comes by on the belt, he poots forth . . .