San Carlos Ca, ’74 (2)

As Gilles would put it: “Et hop, c’est parti!” Here’s part two of San Carlos, July 20 ’74.

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11 Responses to San Carlos Ca, ’74 (2)

  1. pascal says:

    salut Gilles et merci
    j’ai raté pas mal de boots comment les récuperer

    merci

    @+

  2. Salut Pascal!
    Faudra s’inscrire aux forums, puis tu choisis les “chenilles” qui t’intéressent, et tu ajoutes ton nom à la chaîne. Y a pas mal de Friday Boots qui circulent au forum… vas-y!

    — Barry (non pas Gilles :) )

  3. pascal says:

    ok merci pour la reponse rapide

  4. pascal says:

    je trouves pas chenilles!!!!!!!!!!!

  5. mcnastie says:

    french dudes, what the fuck are you talking about? i’m, like, out here in the u.s.a. where we’re all, like, monolingual and stupid and shit…zappa rox! t’mershi duween, bro! fuckin-a!

  6. pascal says:

    any prob mon ami?

    NO FRONTIERS FOR MUSIC!!!

    PEACE FOR YOU

  7. Pascal: jettes un coup d’oeuil dans le forum intitulé “Uncle Beat”. Y a rien que des chenilles qui se font là (le mot en anglais: “vines”). Je viens d’ajouter ton nom à la chenille du ZPZ à Berlin.

    mcnastie: LOL!

  8. pascal says:

    to mcnastie
    Just for you little american

    don’t my about your language

    no prob

    just be sure that I can do all my best to speak another language that french
    can you try to do the same thing without insanity
    hope you could!

    Frank message is different!

    evry bodydy is wearing an uniform

    I haven’t!

    music is the best!!

    all over continents

    so you can send me a mail and don’t expose all your problems with Frenchies on this pages no body worries of that!

    soon to speak

  9. mcnastie says:

    pascal, don’t get upset mon ami. it was all a dumb joke. i have no problems with france, except the girls is all salty, ‘n the boys is all sweet, and while the food ain’t too shabby, they piss in the street. down in france (ain’t that cold?).

  10. jim says:

    Bless ye, o frybootkin-of-plentay, I sez y’dezoives a get-outta-da-joint-free card fer sneezin’ up all this golden globulah shnizzit 4 dem fleeky hominids whom’re apt t’natter on whilst th’ band rawx on undauntedly & sprays a series o’ diaphanous fantails o’ good jam-sweat about ‘neath d’lights whilst them cooks up yet ANOTHER tasty leetle comestible of molecular sculpting that has somehow been constructed, ladies and germz, out of nothing more than Thin Air …

    “Watch Ruth!”

    W’owzerzes.

    ooooooooooh, my my MY but that last one wiggled NICE. Mmmmmf.

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