A couple years before his passing I saw george in a duet show with Stanley Clarke at the carefree theatre in West Palm Beach Florida. I screamed out “Inca Roads”. He stopped and said “you all don’t remember that”. I screamed “yes we do”. He played about ten minutes of Zappa and directed Clarke on the structure cuz Stanley said he didn’t know any of it. Thanks George. True story. Good times.
I had the good fortune of filling in for Tom Fowler in 74 on bass when he broke his finger on tour. Even got to record some with him. I was still in the secular world at that time though that would change and my music would change. But Duke was the keyboardist, Chester Thompson was the drummer, Both just monsters. Duke by far the best keyboardist I ever got to "swap licks" with. But then there was Ruth Underwood. From another planet. You're not supposed to be able to do things with mallets that she could do. Duke is right. It was a monster band. And there was Frank in the middle of all the monsterness directing traffic. It was beautifully orchestrated chaos. I still think about it.
Frank and George were just a match made in heaven. The perfect compliment to one another. There was a musical bond there that can’t be matched, and as evident by this video, it transcended the music. "I miss him a lot. I just wanted to say that." It brings a tear to my eye