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Rating: Until two weeks ago, I only knew two pieces by Frank Zappa. I found them amusing but nothing more. "He's so gay" and "Tengo una minchia tanta" are really very funny. But musically, they seemed to me like very ordinary rock pieces.
Perhaps I never had the courage to go further, as I always find the term "genius" to be overused. I had to change my mind. It was enough for me to listen to a simple piece named "Sleep Dirt," and I immediately fell in love with the track and the guy who stopped playing it just because "my fingers hurt."
Technically, I understand just about nothing about music. But I've always followed emotion. And so I found myself getting album after album of this musician.
Increasingly shocked by the "soup" of genres that Zappa manages to create, I decided to listen to this album as well.
The Milanese composer Francesco Zappa really existed. Frank managed to get some scores and played them. By himself. On the Synclavier.
"It won't be a good album," I thought. "Since when do rock musicians create Classical Music?"
Frank Zappa astonished me. He changed my conception of music. Okay, he's aided by an electronic instrument. But playing 18th-century pieces in such a sublime way is not something everyone can do.
What can I tell you about this album?
Well, one piece is very reminiscent of the soundtrack to "A Clockwork Orange."
And it is an album to listen to when you want to relax.
It is divided into two parts, Opus I and Opus IV.
The man who composed "Why does it hurt when I pee?", "Sleep Dirt," and "Tengo una minchia tanta" makes you take a leap into the eighteenth century, comfortably seated in an armchair.
Analyzing the pieces individually wouldn't make sense.
Maybe Caparezza is right: "God is called Zappa Frank Vincent."
I know this might be a crappy review... But there must be a testimony of the existence of this album.
Tracklist
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