The Crimson White
Zappa has finally returned to the fertile jazz based ground he opened up way back in 1968 with Burnt Weeny Sandwich, Uncle Meat, and Hot Rats. It's been a long wait. His reconstituted Mothers have been floundering about with nothing new to say for three years. Mostly they've been trying to take up the void in vulgarity left by the demise of the Fugs. Many thought that whatever sparks of genius which came flashing through Zappa's 68-69 work had long since burned themselves out. Waka-Jawaka refutes that. (read more)
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For a man who enjoys large halls to small ones and bizarre audiences to conservative ones, last Sunday night could have been a real letdown. But as I watched Frank Zappa and his Mothers on stage and then interviewed him between shows, it seemed to me that he was having a good time.
Source: acumen.lib.ua.edu