Dunno what's up with that damn echo, but Dweezil's right: Frank had a plan for a music download service back in the days of 1200 baud modems and audio cassettes, and nobody listened to him. If the RIAA is a decade behind technology, Zappa was 20 years ahead.
I'm a FLAC man, by the way. And you can buy Zappa music in FLAC format at Barfko-Swill.
FaceCulture interview, 2009, regarding Zappa Plays Zappa.
Two recordings combined by zappovednik: Oddients, performed in Montreal, and Trudgin' Across The Tundra, performed in DC, both in 1972. Not sure what the dirtbikes have to do with any of it but those are some pretty cool (if decidely not tundra) landscapes.
Lead vocals are pretty muffled, unfortunately, but still interesting for a listen.
Fullerton, 1968. Uploaded by johnny576375.
I've noted, on multiple occasions, that Zappa wasn't opposed to music videos in principle, but found them to be a corrosive influence in practice. This clip is a nice, succinct explanation of why: the clichés of MTV are about as far from the surreal madness of 200 Motels as you're going to find.
This is an odd one. Half of it's in Dutch, and Zappa shares a bizarre theory about beer leading to militaristic behavior through yeast growth.
The interview was recorded in 1991 but not broadcast until right before Zappa's death in December 1993. The interviewer is Ivo Niehe and the network is TROS.
Another upload by tomtiddler1: Halloween '83, with Moon and Dweezil along. Amazing how much her vocabulary and inflection mirror her dad's, and it's nice to watch them all together -- here's a family that likes being around each other. And while there are the usual interview bits where Frank starts to roll his eyes, they really seem to bring out the kid in him, too.
Performed and uploaded by Inventionis Mater.
Video by, and uploaded by, Ed Seeman.
Ed adds:
You watched Zappa being shot through the whiskey bottle he was drinking from while doing a foot performance with his toes. You saw Zappa's groupie for the night whose close up lips have embraced your favorite musician's parts. You sae a meeting in a hotel room attended by Herb Cohn their manager, THE ORIGINAL "SUZIE CREAMCHEESE "PAM, as Frank decides to eat alone as Herb is discussing DONAVAN with his manager. You Saw ZAPPA Meets ARTHUR BROWN. Albert Hall opening, & Fans dressed in 60's clothes.
and you heard a great rendition of WHO ARE THE BRAIN POLICE. You also saw some 60's improvised 16mm shooting with no lights and crew. The dark footage is the result of this .jpg video suffering from too much duping from my original footage that rests in much better quality in Frank's Vault along with the rest of my 14 hours of film shot over a period of almost two years. No budget and available light was all I could afford.
Via uploader br1tag:
You Are What You Eat (1968) is a strange, psychedelic and convoluted film as incoherent as its hippy brethren 200 Motels (1971) and Rainbow Bridge (1972). It belongs with that small collection of movies in which more people own the soundtrack than have actually seen the film. The soundtrack is phenomenal. The bright yellow cover is as eccentric as the vinyl itself that features audio cut-ups, squealing Moog synthesizers, relentless psychedelic improvisations, lounge music, Tiny Tim oddities, and the final appearance of The Hawks before they changed their name to The Band.
The list of those involved with the film is an incredible roster of counter culture heroes and weirdos. Tiny Tim, The Electric Flag, Frank Zappa, Peter Yarrow, Paul Butterfield, Super Spade, David Crosby, Hamsa El Din, Barry McGuire, the radio personality Rosko and several others.