It’s dark. Cold. There’s no shelter. There’s no food. Water is scarce. To make matters worse, you’re barely human. You’re just a few dozen generations removed from the first two human beings, born of primates, the last vital link in the evolution of man.
This, as you might have guessed, is the end of the movie. The entire cast is assembled here at the Centerville Recreational Facility to bid farewell to you, and to express thanks for your attendance at this theatre.
The Canoga Park Frank Zappadan Celebratory Cotillion got down in their Zappa-gear on Zappadan by celebrating Mammilian Protrusions Wednesday…
Frank Vincent Zappa, Urantian musician, was resurrected on the third period following his physical death on December 4, 1993. He was as surprised as any resurrectee that comes through here, pretty much a fucked-up agnostic who thought he was just another burnt weenie. But Frank is quick, clever, and smart, and got with the program from day one…
• • • ZAPPADAN • • • Spooge-Monkey-Paramour Frank was an amazingly prolific and creative talent, and he generated serious gobs of words and music strung together and put to vinyl, tape, and plastic. But he ran out of time here. So we can only guess which of his undiscovered albums might have joined company with Weasels Ripped My Flesh, …
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…
Questions, Questions, Questions, flooding into the mind of the concerned young person today. Ah, but it’s a great time to be alive, ladies and gentlemen. And that’s the theme of our program for tonight. It’s so FUCKING GREAT to be alive!
