CAPTAIN BEEFHEART’S GROWN THE BEST BATCH YET
Don’t Sit On That Porcupine Fence
March 1, 1981
•May 1970. High School kids in my living room. Singing.
"Hot and slimy weenie, knocking at my door/Hot and slimy weenie, crawling 'cross the floor/Hot and slimy weenie/Hot and slimy weenie/Hot and slimy weenie... WHERE ARE YOU NOW?!?"
The tape still exists, us mindlessly wailing away over the same bass pattern with our 1970 rock band equipment, seconds later me grabbing the microphone and reciting the words to "The Blimp" from Trout Mask Replica and then all of us playing as loudly and as randomly and as "weird" as we thought Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band would be if they were in the same living room.