Remembering Frank
In my dream Frank and I were laughing and talking, having a lively conversation about music and things. It felt good, like a friendship.
A real nice story by Adrian Belew – Anectode nr. 46.
In my dream Frank and I were laughing and talking, having a lively conversation about music and things. It felt good, like a friendship.
A real nice story by Adrian Belew – Anectode nr. 46.
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October 17th, 2007 at 6:11 pm »
Not difficult.
Just keep taking it further, deconstructing it.
For instance ( several adaptations) :
http://www.united-mutations.com/w/zjakki_willems.htm
October 18th, 2007 at 12:07 am »
Let’s all thank somebody today…(thanks for your comment bernard).
October 18th, 2007 at 3:33 am »
Beautiful story, and as always Belew-fresh.
October 18th, 2007 at 4:24 am »
Another great FZ story as only Adrian Belew can tell it.
I could read this stuff forever.
If someone published a 2000 page book with Zappa anecdotes like
this, I would not be able to put it down until I had read it twice.