Album: Weasels Ripped My Flesh
Damn, how do I describe this one. For the first minute and a half all you hear is this constant sound. It sounds like metal being ground up and torn and thrown around all within a giant wind tunnel being rained down upon by a shower of sparks. You can't really make out the individual instruments, they all mush together to form this collective creature. As it rings out for the finish you can hear a cool Moog patch. Next, Zappa says, "Goodnight boys and girls." There is a pause of about two seconds by the audience until they start applauding. The cheers start growing and you begin to hear people whistle and call out, "More!". "Thank you for coming to our concert".
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