Zappadan is nice
Zappadan starts on the anniversary of Frank Zappa’s death, which happens to be tomorrow, December 4 and runs through until December 21, his birthday.
In his lifetime, Zappa was known as one free speech lovin’, wicked-ass guitar-playin’, weird names to his kids givin’, too clever by half bein’, contrarian motherfucker. With some kinda awesome moustache. In his deathtime, in an annual show of mock superstition in his honour, we observe the 17-day gap between death and birth by pretending that if we don’t do something to bridge the gap, somehow his spirit will be lost to us forever, and so we endeavour to play some Zappa (on the radio, if it can be arranged), say especially obnoxious things in hopes of getting a rise out of people whose sensibilities are more delicate than our own and anything else we can think of, and rationalize as being done, in Frank Zappa’s honour.
If you’re a Zappa fan already, then while it may be a good idea, it’s probably also redundant. You’re already doing obnoxious stuff like playing Zappa everyday, regardless of how anyone in your immediate vicinity feels about it, right?
Zappadan’s sort of nice for people like me, though, who aren’t huge fans, because it gives us a manageable little window of opportunity to get our fill, for one more year, of the five or six Zappa tracks we can tolerate, on the one or two Zappa albums we can bring ourselves to own, before we put them away again. I think that’s really nice.
Merry Zappadan!
And to you.
So nice to see this tradition being continued across the web. Happy Zappadan to you and all your readers
How nice Zappadan is! Merry Zappadan!
And to you as well!