It’s hard for me to not gush about this album. When I was a
young impressionable musician in high school, I dove head first into the music
of Frank Zappa. As a result, I have put a lot of hours in with his
tunes, and they have had a profound effect on the way I view music in
general. Zappa approached his music from the standpoint of a composer
playing rock and roll music. Because he literally wrote the music on the
front end of things, his attention to detail was stunning. As a result,
“Roxy & Elsewhere” has stayed interesting to me for over 15 years. It
would be cliché for me to say that, “Every time I play it, I hear new
things.” Seeing as I have been listening to it for so long, it also may
be untrue. A more accurate statement might be that I have been able to figure
out, and have grown to appreciate what he was doing with his music, as I have grown as a
musician and music lover myself. Zappa’s mind saw each detail in his
music, and each one was precise and perfect.
For example, the title of the record is “Roxy & Elsewhere,” which led me
(as a 16 year old kid) to believe this was a live album. This is only
partly true. Zappa completely blurred the line between live recording and
studio recording. By taking a live show and heavily recording overdubs to
it in the studio, he was able to create something that wasn’t quite a live
record, but wasn’t a regular studio recording either. While the idea of
“sweetening” a live record wasn’t new, Zappa took it to an entirely new level
and created a new art form in the process. The final product is a live
recording with things like double tracked and sped up vocals, carefully placed
reverb, studio effects which add depth and distance, as well as tape edits and
other studio sounds. “Roxy & Elsewhere” indeed!
Take a song like “Pygmy Twilight.” It starts off with some great marimba
work and two drummers banging away. The performance is excellent,
but what makes the song for me are the deep croaking vocals in both the left and
right channels. It’s not even something I picked up when I first listened
to the album. It’s just a little touch that creates something you would
have never heard in a live setting.
“Cheepnis” takes this even further. It’s about a giant poodle
destroying a city in a cheap monster movie. The topic of the song is
silly as hell, so the recording really gets the special treatment. My
favorite part is when the singer says (with sped up vocals mind you), “Keep it
away! Don't let the poodle bite me! We can't let it reproduce! Oh! Somebody
get out the pants!” Frank then lays down some of the most nasty nasally
guitar work I've ever heard. It’s inspiring.
Frank Zappa was a guitar master, although his playing can be a bit overwhelming
to me. His playing is like walking into a beautiful butterfly garden.
There are so many beautiful flowers and exotic butterflies to see, that
after a while you start to become numb to the amount of 'amazing' around you. I always love what I hear, but sometimes there is just so much.
His solos were also known to be very long, stretching out to the 10-12
minute territory. Considering the fact that he would often play 4 or 5 of
these extended solos a night, and also the fact that he played easily 5,000 to
10,000 notes in a solo, he could easily play over 50,000 notes in a given
evening. Compare that to someone like Eric Clapton. Jimmy Page, or Jeff
Beck. None of these guys could have been averaging even half the amount
of notes per night that Zappa was. Not that it's a contest or anything, I
just want to give you an idea of what we are talking about here. It was as if Zappa had so many ideas to express that
he would allow himself massive amounts of space in which to express them.
With that being said, any overwhelmed feelings I have about Frank's playing are
completely lost as I listen to "Roxy." Every note, every tone,
every intro, every length of his solos is perfect. The guitar tones are
varied as well. There is a popping filter used in “Penguin in Bondage”
that is mixed with a phased out wash. I hear people make sounds like this
more these days, but in the early 1970’s, these sounds were much rarer.
There are also some great vibrating tones and solos on “Son of Orange
County.” Listen to the solo on this song. It’s got the perfect
balance of attitude aloofness. The lengths of Frank’s solos are much
shorter than on his other albums. He is extremely focused and direct.
Some of my favorite solos of his are on this album.
I am reminded of a few old memories as I listen to this album. The week I
bought the CD, I drove around (blaring this record) in my Silver Volvo station
wagon and dropped off oatmeal cream pies to my high school girlfriend.
Now, every time I listen to this album I get a hankerin’ for one of those oatmeal cream
pies. I also learned how to play “Echidna’s Arf (Of You)” note for note
one time. I did it as part of an audition to a music school. Let’s
just say it’s not like learning to play a Beatles song. I remember how
hard the song was to play. I have so much respect for the musicians who
perform this music. There is absolutely nothing like a Frank Zappa
song.
Tones: There is a cornucopia of funky
instrumental tones from the early 70's here. It's all wood, tubes, and
metal. The bass is dark and rumbly. The electric keyboard sound is
at an apex. By that I mean, keyboards started to become a bit slick and
shimmery in the late 70's. Here they distort, crackle, and chime like
broken bells. The marimba is also a wonderful addition. Ruth
Underwood plays unbelievably fast, and as a result, creates vast sheets of
sound. Marimbas thump on Exotica records, and swing on jazz records, but
here they fly like crazy birds in a mating frenzy.
Cover: I never understood what exactly was going on
with the cover of this record. My guess was that it had something to do
with the song "Be Bop Tango." The girl in the bikini must be
dancing to one of George Duke's "funny little notes." I am sure
that Zappa was very aware that his music was complex and hard for the average
person to appreciate. Having a girl dance in a bikini while the songs
were performed surely couldn't hurt. I also love the dark purple/black color or
the border. It really fits nicely with how warm the album sounds in
general.
Price paid: I only have the CD version of this
record and I think I bought it new in 1998 for something like $12 or $13.
I see the vinyl (it's a double album) all the time though. For some
reason the cover is always gnarred up. The "ring wear" is
usually really bad. I guess I should have picked it up, but I'm always
looking for a better copy. The Zappa family has apparently re-issued
this on vinyl, so maybe I will go that route. If you find a nice old
copy, I don't think $15.00 is too much to ask. The new vinyl is about
$35, and having a pristine copy would be great.
Bottom Line: Because I am such a big Zappa fan, I
have gotten the question: "Where is the best place to start with his
music?" "Roxy and Elsewhere" would be a wonderful place.
It contains all of the elements that make Frank's music so special:
complexity, humor, outstanding musicianship, weirdness, strange banter with the
audience, and guitar solos. You could do well starting with other
records, but this one has it all. It cannot be stressed enough how
different and how groundbreaking this record is. Frank was on a roll
during this period and seemed to have a collection of musicians who were very
supportive and interested in his music. This is also a peak because it
represents a time before synthesizers and digital recording practices made some
of Frank's record sound sterile and lifeless. Go get this right now.
Maybe Frank's music could change your life the way it did mine.
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