Weasels Ripped My Flesh - Track Listing

Track Listing

All songs written and composed by Frank Zappa except where noted.

Side 1
No. Title Recorded Length
1. "Didja Get Any Onya?" March 2, 1969, Philadelphia Arena, Philadelphia 3:42
2. "Directly From My Heart To You" July 1969, TTG Recording Studios, Hollywood 5:16
3. "Prelude to the Afternoon of a Sexually Aroused Gas Mask" October 25, 1968, Royal Festival Hall, London 3:47
4. "Toads of the Short Forest" August 1969, Whitney Studios, Glendale and February 7–8, 1969, Thee Image, Miami 4:47
5. "Get a Little" February 13, 1969, The Factory, New York 2:31
Side 2
No. Title Recorded Length
6. "Eric Dolphy Memorial Barbecue" June 1969, A&R Studios, New York 6:52
7. "Dwarf Nebula Processional March & Dwarf Nebula" December 1967-February 1968, Apostolic Studios, New York 2:12
8. "My Guitar Wants to Kill Your Mama" February 1969, Criteria Studios, Miami and August–September 1969, T.T.G. Studios, Hollywood 3:32
9. "Oh No" December 1967-February 1968, Apostolic Studios, New York 1:45
10. "The Orange County Lumber Truck" October 25, 1968, Royal Festival Hall, London 3:21
11. "Weasels Ripped My Flesh" May 30, 1969, Town Hall, Birmingham 2:08

Notes:

  • "Directly From My Heart To You?" is actually an outtake from the Frank Zappa solo album Hot Rats, released in 1969.
  • "Didja Get Any Onya?" is 6:51 on the Rykodisc CD version and includes the previously unreleased pieces "The Jelly" and "Charles Ives" (the same recording of the latter was previously used as the backing track to "The Blimp" on the Captain Beefheart 1969 album Trout Mask Replica.
  • "Eric Dolphy Memorial Barbecue" pays tribute to (and is played in the style of) Eric Dolphy, an American avant-garde jazz musician.

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