["Sharleena"]—in perhaps a still longer version—will appear on You Can't Do That On Stage Anymore, a Rykodisc CD scheduled for mid '87 (Barking Pumpkin plans to release a 10-album LP set under the same name in early '87).
This was the opening number of the infamous Palermo riot concert. Set #2 features another cut from this show (when the riot begins, with nicely recorded grenade launchers in the background)
And of course, Sophia Warren on guitar.
AG: One obvious question I've got to ask you is why you were called "Sophia"?
Warren Cuccurullo: That was because I was always wearing women's clothing.
AG: I thought it was after Sophia Loren—Sophia War-ren.
WC: And she's Italian, too! We both came up with the name. I used to wear glass earrings, tiger coats, big boots, it was my first time in the UK and I went to Kensington Market. I was buying, like, jackets for 50p and I came out wearing everything I bought. I used to go to rehearsals at the Rainbow like that.
Scared of the future
'N I wish I was dead
(Mattie told Hattie . . . )
I don't know why, but it was a pretty good bet that I would fuck up the lyrics about 30% of the time. The songs that were most in danger of getting fucked up were "Tryin' To Grow A Chin" and "Tiny Lites." Whenever you hear Frank start singing "Mattie told Hattie" (from Sam The Sham & The Pharaohs' song, "Wooly Bully") that was the signal that I had just fucked up the lyrics. I would scramble for some new never before heard lyrics of my own design to try and fill the void. The results were mixed.
Starting in 1969, Dick Kunc, who was the engineer on some of the early albums, built this little James Bond suitcase recording apparatus. He built a briefcase. He took a couple of Shure mixers, and packed it all in there, and we had a Uher, about this big, 7-1/2 ips. He accompanied us on part of the U.S. tour that year, and would sit in the corner of the room with earphones on and try to do a mix on whatever we were doing. I mean, it was impossible, but there are tapes. The first volume of You Can't Do That Onstage was mostly that. Those kind of tapes from the 1969 band.
How about David Crosby? I mean, [...] he almost cut his hair, but he didn't, well . . .
(Cakes! Cakes! Cakes!)
Warren, do you know one called LeFrak City?
| Minute | Date | Comment |
|---|---|---|
| 0:00 | 2/19 | Yellow Snow |
| 2:25 | 2/17 | Nanook |
| 3:03 | 2/18L | "LEAD!" |
| 4:11 | 2/18E | "HEY..." |
| 5:16 | 2/18L | "Enforced recreation..." |
| 5:40 | 2/18E | "Hi, are you okay?" |
| 9:26 | 2/18L | "I CAN'T SEE" |
| 10:30 | 2/18E | "Trudgin' across the tundra" |
| 11:42 | 2/18E | ("LeFrak City" edited out) |
| 12:12 | 2/19 | Religion rap |
| 13:28 | 2/18E | St. Alfonzo synth intro |
| 16:34 | 2/18L | "Dominus Vo-bisque 'em" |
| 17:26 | 2/18E | Rollo Goes Out |
| 20:12 | 2/18E | (about three seconds edited out) |
date: February 13, 1969 location: THE FACTORY, THE BRONX, NEW YORK [...]
The spring tour of 1969 was a bus tour. It was cold and miserable. Many of the venues we were performing in were small and "unfashionable." This rare recording finds the Mothers playing a bar in The Bronx, for an audience that probably would have preferred The Vanilla Fudge.
When we worked at this music fair out in Long Island, we were the opening act for the Vanilla Fudge. 1968, I think it was. I remember this one guy out in the audience—it was the Weatbury Music Fair—and the quote was [loud and belligerent], "Youse guys stink! Bring on the Fudge!"
That cracked everyone up and was the subjet of infinite days and nights of humor for years to come.
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