Product Description
Super Rare Actual 1970 Japanese First Pressing Of The Seventh LP By Frank Zappa & The Mothers Of Invention. Brilliant Cover, Vinyl Still In Immaculate Condition! Includes Insert With Lyrics. Features Many Zappa Gems, Including “My Guitar Wants To Kill Your Mama”, “Dwarf Nebula” & “The Eric Dolphy Memorial Barbecue”.
¥2,000 Price On Back Cover Identifies As First Pressing. This Record Is Over 54 Years Old ~ Amazing!
Condition – Vinyl: NEAR MINT!
Condition – Cover: EXCELLENT!
Japanese vinyl pressings are highly sought after by audiophiles and collectors, due to their premium sound quality and beautifully presented packaging. The sonic quality of Japanese records is regarded as the best in the world. No wonder all the original Mobile Fidelity Sound Lab records were pressed in Japan! The covers are printed on better quality heavy stock paper too. Near Mint condition Japanese pressings are becoming scarcer ~ and therefore more collectable and valuable every year.
Side 1:
Didja Get Any Onya?
Directly From My Heart To You
Prelude To The Afternoon Of A Sexually Aroused Gas Mask
Toads Of The Short Forest
Get A Little
Side 2:
The Eric Dolphy Memorial Barbecue
Dwarf Nebula Processional March & Dwarf Nebula
My Guitar Wants To Kill Your Mama
Oh No
The Orange County Lumber Truck
Weasels Ripped My Flesh
AMG –
Without pretension, Zappa blurs the normally sharp line between intellectual concept music and the visceral immediacy of rock and R&B A fascinating collection of mostly instrumental live and studio material recorded by the original Mothers of Invention, complete with horn section, from 1967-1969, Weasels Ripped My Flesh segues unpredictably between arty experimentation and traditional song structures. Highlights of the former category include the classical avant-garde elements of "Didja Get Any Onya," which blends odd rhythmic accents and time signatures with dissonance and wordless vocal noises; these pop up again in "Prelude to the Afternoon of a Sexually Aroused Gas Mask" and "Toads of the Short Forest." The latter and "The Eric Dolphy Memorial Barbecue" also show Frank Zappa's willingness to embrace the avant-garde jazz of the period. Yet, interspersed are straightforward tunes like a cover of Little Richard's "Directly From My Heart to You," with great violin from Don "Sugarcane" Harris; the stinging Zappa-sung rocker "My Guitar Wants to Kill Your Mama," and "Oh No," a familiar Broadway-esque Zappa melody (it turned up on Lumpy Gravy) fitted with lyrics and sung by Ray Collins. Thus, Weasels can make for difficult, incoherent listening, especially at first. But there is a certain logic behind the band's accomplished genre-bending and Zappa's gleefully abrupt veering between musical extremes; without pretension, Zappa blurs the normally sharp line between intellectual concept music and the visceral immediacy of rock and R&B. Zappa's anything-goes approach and the distance between his extremes are what make Weasels Ripped My Flesh ultimately invigorating; they also even make the closing title track -- a minute and a half of squalling feedback, followed by applause -- perfectly logical in the album's context.