Working closely with Ed Roth, who assumed the nom du disc "Mr. Gasser," Fred Rice carefully selected vocalists and musicians for the recording session. Gary Usher assembled and led the vocal talent, which included Jackie "Robyn" Ward, Chuck Girard, Richard Burns and Darlene Love. And how's this for a guitar line-up: Glen Campbell, Jerry Cole and Howard Roberts! On drums you've the great Hal Blaine. Meanwhile, Cliff Hils anchored the bass position and Leon Russell played piano while Steve Douglas wailed on sax. What a fabulous group of "Weirdos"! The combination of A-list players and a top-notch studio produced a superior-sounding LP, every bit the sonic equal of contemporary recordings from stars like the Super Stocks and the Beach Boys.
Surfer Ghoul
Mr. Gasser & The Weirdos Lyrics
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Or do you think i'm a fool?
We could be happy raising monstrosities
Will you marry me gargoyle?
You are queen of my weird "woild"
If you will be my spouse i'll build a haunted house
Surfing together on the black lagoon
Holding fins in a sixteen arm embrace
Your hair glistens like seaweed
From your heads to your feet
You're as pretty as Whistler's Mother
Yes little surfer ghoul there's no other
I'll meet your family at the cemetery
And we will always be happy as hairy man's fleas
The lyrics of "Surfer Ghoul" by Mr. Gasser & The Weirdos depict an unconventional love story between the singer, who refers to themselves as a surfer ghoul, and their beloved, who is addressed as a gargoyle. The singer questions whether their love is genuine or if they are being perceived as foolish. Despite societal norms, they express their desire to be with their partner and create a life together, even if it means raising monstrosities and living in a haunted house.
The song reminisces about their time spent together under the full moon, surfing on the black lagoon, and embracing each other's fins in a sixteen-arm embrace. The gargoyle is portrayed as a beautiful creature, with their hair compared to glistening seaweed from their head to their feet. The singer views them as the queen of their weird world, comparing their beauty to the iconic painting "Whistler's Mother." They express their devotion to the gargoyle, willing to meet their family at the cemetery, and emphasizing the happiness they will have, comparing it to being as content as hairy man's fleas.
Overall, the lyrics convey a love that transcends societal norms and embraces uniqueness. It celebrates the unconventional nature of their relationship and highlights the joy that can be found in accepting and loving someone for who they are, even if they are considered different by others.
Line by Line Meaning
Do you love me surfer ghoul?
Are you truly in love with me, surfer ghoul?
Or do you think i'm a fool?
Or do you consider me to be foolish?
We could be happy raising monstrosities
We could find joy in nurturing strange and unconventional beings
Will you marry me gargoyle?
Would you be willing to marry me, my beloved gargoyle?
You are queen of my weird 'woild'
You reign as the queen in my peculiar and eccentric world
If you will be my spouse i'll build a haunted house
If you agree to be my partner, I promise to construct a residence filled with eerie and ghostly presence
Do you remember under the full moon
Do you recollect those moments beneath the radiant full moon?
Surfing together on the black lagoon
When we rode the waves side by side in the dark and mysterious lagoon
Holding fins in a sixteen arm embrace
Our appendages intertwined, grasping each other firmly in a united and affectionate gesture
Your hair glistens like seaweed
The gleam of your hair resembles the shimmering strands of seaweed
From your heads to your feet
From the top of your head to the tips of your toes
You're as pretty as Whistler's Mother
Your beauty rivals that of the famed artwork 'Whistler's Mother'
Yes little surfer ghoul there's no other
Indeed, my dear surfer ghoul, there is no one else like you
I'll meet your family at the cemetery
I am willing to encounter your relatives within the burial grounds
And we will always be happy as hairy man's fleas
Together, we will perpetually experience joy akin to the contentment of fleas living on a hairy man's body
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