Clair Snouffer who unlike Roky Erickson, Syd Barrett, Jeff Beck and John Lennon, was like the lost guitarist of the band, is a true magnificent player while doing heavy rhythms on the guitar and the solos are like nothing you've ever heard ala FUZZTONE STYLE! Jerry Handley's bass playing is almost punk like and very Blues Magoos like while doing some interesting bass notes to follow the voice of the Captain. He does the cross of Jazz and Bluesy taste along with the Indian tribe that is very similar to John Densmore's playing with the Doors. John "Drumbo" French who isn't just a drummer for the Magic Band, he plays the drums very simple and does it top notch. He still has that raspy vocal that he would do and sometimes scream and do croony ballads and showing his fist to the audience while playing the harmonica and sax.
Captain Beefheart (Don Van Vliet) does remind me again of the son of Howlin' Wolf and Edgar Broughton's little brother and he makes you feel so comfortable with and giving everyone including the listener, a wake up call. This is how the proto-punk scene first took notice and that genre took everyone by suprise with word of mouth and the talk of the town and giving the mainstream music scene that is happening right now, to give them a sincere fuck you. Safe As Milk is the way that the Garage Rock scene of the '60s could have been sounded and not just a fucking one hit wonder bullshit from poppy excuses from The Partridge Family and the goddamn boy band The Osmonds. Jesus Don, you sure made one killer album that would have gotten Cream and John Mayall and the Bluesbreakers on your knees and worshipping you as a god of the Blues and Jazz scene that would make you go for more. I still enjoy this album and also a die hard fan of the Captain himself. 42 years later, it stills sound fresh and makes you want to start a band of your own. And that's when I got a hold of his debut album, Safe As Milk. Even though I got my mind set with Frank Zappa, Henry Cow, The Soft Machine, and the Zeuhl kings of Klingon Magma, Captain Beefheart took the genres and wrapped it up like a magnifying glass that was looking at a different angle of Blues Rock. And I realized this is how the Avant-Garde music scene of the late '60s and early '70s is supposed to be sound. And the second time, I heard it, I fell in love with it. When I first heard it, I thought why would Frank Zappa produce this bizarre twisted avant-garde rocker that no one would play on a Prom or at a Bar Mitzvah party.
That's when I bought Trout Mask Replica by accident to get me started. It scared me because I didn't quite get it on how a painter and a musician coming from the outskirts of California just playing his heart out as a cross between Howlin' Wolf and John Lee Hooker could just could be a raunchy motherfucker than ever. I first got into Captain Beefheart's music by accident when I first head his cover of Bo Diddley's Diddy Wah Diddy from the Nuggets compilation back when I was finished with High School back in the summer of 2004.
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