People always ask me (they never ask me this) "Don't you always get requests from your readers about what songs they want you to post?" Well, interior monologue, I do... in fact that has been one of the most rewarding parts of this project. My love and appreciation of music has inspired others to look inward and share with me the songs and musicians that they are the most passionate about, and that just furthers my interest which, in theory, starts the whole cycle again.
One of EDAS' most (in)famous commenters has a colorful connection to one of music's most unique specimens, Frank Zappa. I bet he even knows about Zappa's days as a Bike Player.
Now my interaction with Zappa is far less deep, in fact my only memorable listening experience occurred in the beginning of my freshman year of college. My ahem 'cliche' ahem long distance relationship ahem 'cliche' ahem with my high school girlfriend ahem 'cliche' ahem was on the outs ahem 'cliche' ahem just around the time that I really began meeting new people ahem 'cliche' ahem and broadening my horizons ahem 'cliche' ahem , especially musically ahem 'cliche' ahem. Before long, our puppy love had fallen victim to the soulless reaper that was infinite members of the opposite sex, and I was ahem 'cliche' ahem pretty bummed. Back then we had a thing called Compact Discs and I popped The Mothers of Invention's album Freak Out and the pure absurdity actually cheered me up. Before long I was back up on the horse. That being said, I hope I don't feel the need to listen to any Zappa in the future, but I still appreciate his zany, post-modern take on Music. Here is my favorite track from the aforementioned Freak Out, one that now I have on brand new, up-to-date technology.
|Luchador Mask by Katie Hodge|
Song #363: Frank Zappa - Hungry Freaks Daddy