For my money, or the lack thereof, no Zappa character says Zappa to me like “The Central Scrutinizer,” the narrator on Joe’s Garage (November, 1979). It’s Zappa in snarky hyperbolic perfection, introducing himself as the enforcer of laws that haven’t been passed yet, and the messenger of the dangers of that horrible force called MUSIC. . .
BREAKFAST DURING ZAPPADAN is special at our home, because we have these. “These” are fantasy muffins; muffins made from pure imagination. Imaginary muffins, each adorned with a lovely, tiny green rosetta— a small, seemingly insignificant detail, which, I tell you truly, make the muffin better.
The Canoga Park Frank Zappadan Celebratory Cotillion got down in their Zappa-gear on Zappadan by celebrating Mammilian Protrusions Wednesday…
Watermelon In Easter Hay is certainly one of Frank’s quintessential pieces. During our celebration of Zappadan it starts to play automatically on any Zappadan article that’s at the top of the page… The voice of The Central Scrrrrrrrrrrrutinizer can be unnerving to some…
What’s the ugliest part of your body…
Some say your nose, some say your toes,
But I think it’s your mind
