This is not Don Van Vliet. It is only a tribute myspace run by a fan of his work.
Captain Beefheart and His Magic Band ripped out an insane blend of edgy psychedelic guitar-driven rhythm and blues with a healthy dosage of not-so-sublime hilarity derived from spoken word performance art.
Drawing from a diverse range of influences, Captain Beefheart (real name Donald van Vliet) created music occasionally dubbed "avant garde blues": a loud, complex weave of guitar work, unusual percussion, free jazz solos, and surreal lyrics. His 1969 album, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band - Trout Mask Replica, produced by Frank Zappa, is his best known album, and its overwhelming strangeness leads many people to dub it one of the least accessible albums of all time. His 1970 album, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band - Lick My Decals Off, Baby is considered his masterpiece among most of his hardcore fans.
Van Vliet left the music business in the early '80s to focus on his artwork. Though the influence of his music is almost immeasurable, his art career has arguably been more successful. His paintings often command prices in excess of $50,000 (US).
The current whereabouts of van Vliet are a mystery. Most accounts have him living somewhere in the Mojave desert. Rumours of a chronic illness - usually attributed as MS - persist but are unconfirmed.
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Thanks for all your support! If you weren't able to make it to the Medicine Show at the Laugh Factory last week, I have uploaded seven ten minute clips from the show to my profile. Give it a look...It'll make you feel better!
I was going to send you a copy of our new poster, but you have set Comments to not allow html, so here is the info:
On June 16th, the Pop Haydn Post-Modern Medicine Show will be appearing at The Laugh Factory, 8001 Sunset Blvd. in Hollywood! One show at 8:00 PM.
Pop will be joined by Professor Dave Bourne and the Medicine Show Band, Rob Zabrecky, Sophie Evans, Antonio Hoyos, Phil Van Tee and Pop's Candy Girls for a wonderful show of Old Time Music, magic, comedy and variety. It'll make you feel better!
Tickets are $20 in advance, $25 at the door.
19th Century Attire Welcome!
You can buy tickets at www.LaughFactory.com or call: 323-6561336 ext 1.
For more info on the Medicine Show, check out my Profile page...
We were being and knowing That two were one, and we were three In twelve sided cosmos, drifting by I wasn’t seeing I was feeling And wasn’t being, doing, two were one And when I looked to it Nothing but the corner of my eye Then we were three, and being Being and doing I hadn’t known that two were one We were that same one, and being When I know, I feel I see that two were one We were three and being Drifted through twelve sides And we were being Knowing that two were one And falling there on clouds like stars We were three and known We were one, I don’t know I was being, doing, but I knew That two were one And clouds flow down Drifting, we know, and see Doing, and knowing we were three And knowing two were one That two were one.
Hi, I just wanted to let you know that my new album Afrikan Machinery is out now on Tzadik Records. Check out some of the tracks on my profile! Now available on Amazon.com and iTunes.
Best Wishes, Lukas Ligeti
Long hair shielding your glittering eyes From the truth you saw in us We wouldn’t let ourselves feel lonely There was always someone there for us The trust between you saw was total None could hope to have it taken Drawing circles in the dust Cloudy skies tomorrow for a touch Feelings never were in question This is how we saw ourselves Reflected in your brandy eyes Fighting the fear of being alone We believed in you
Sultry goddess, you spin the stars above us Bring questions to our answers Your prophesies sealing fates for use at a better time And no one is left alone By the cool grey cloth that fall between us Charts telling truths only you could see The patterns in the sky weaving A taste of clouds building, dangerous Vigil candles burning through the night We believed in you
You wore the sky like water On the sand we found ourselves shifting In response to the understanding That the sun may be your only friend But you turned your head away And let talk what we could never debate You knew the glare wasn’t from the sand You could live with what you were It was obvious that if you ever felt the need to ask There would always be a hand to help you
Stretched out on the sand you showed no lines Your lotions went on smoothly disappearing Only grains of sand visible on your skin The sky found no impediment to you body You tore down all the barriers yourself You were the one between us and the rising sun But you were the one that blinded We could see no lines there
