5 August 2020
“I’d never just want to do what everybody else did.
I’d be contributing to the sameness of everything.”
Rolling Stone wrote: “Don Van Vliet, a.k.a. Captain Beefheart, thunders through the rock & roll jungle like some mythological beast, a fantasy creature with the body of a burly monster and the head of a vaporous poet. Like its creator, Beefheart’s current album, Doc at the Radar Station, comes charging at you in much the same way: the artist and his art go on a cultural rampage, ripping and tearing at dense, lush undergrowths of melody while hurling imprecations of the airiest, most elliptical wit. The result is music of such heat, strength and passion that many listeners will get trampled or will simply choose to avoid the jungle of Beefheart’s music altogether and camp out in a safer, calmer thicket: e.g., the musical equivalent of driving through a controlled “habitat” where toothless lions loll on the hood of your car, gumming the windshield wipers. Beefheart, by contrast, has always bitten too hard for most people. He insists on joining together what popular music has put asunder: Delta blues and free jazz, atonal freakouts and sweet lyricism, primordial yawps and delicate joking. The Magic Band, Beefheart’s tribe of sardonically dexterous musicians, follow their leader with unswerving faith. They cultivate and tend the jungle for the sole purpose of having their Captain rumble and cavort across it. Full review here.
The Captain live in Paris 1980
7 songs with 3 from this longplayer…
Best Batch Yet / Dirty Blue Gene / Flavor But Living
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