(
You Are What You Is, if someone couldn't read it and didn't know the cover)
Ever since I first grew facial hair during covid, people have been telling me I look like Zappa (well, Zappa or D'Artagnan) and that I took inspiration from him, despite him wearing the iconic moustache and a
soul patch whereas I'm wearing a moustache and a
goatee. That's a world of difference, right there!
I don't look me like no Zappa! We might be both showing our Italian heritage, we might have similar eyes and eyebrows, a similar
schnozz... but I'm never gonna be Frank with you! Nosiree.
I suppose YAWYI might be just as well sporting the subtitle of
Ruben and the Jets -
"Is this the Mothers of Invention recording under a different name in a last ditch attempt to get their cruddy music on the radio?" - and sure, it
does feel like a bit of a sell-out, inasmuch as Frank is capable of selling out, but it is also one of his most colourful albums and fun from start to finish ... and stuff like Harder Than Your Husband and Heavenly Bank Account show that he can be bloody hilarious even without drooling over own teenage daughters, "plooking" robots to death or
fucking a briefcase (though that last one is so incredibly unhinged it's a wonder to behold, really).
And although most of his strawmaning religion really does not do his purported colossal intelligence justice, even I must admit that
"An' the book says: He made us all to be just like him, So... If we're dumb... Then God is dumb... (an' maybe even a little ugly on the side)" got a snigger out of me at first, because of the pettiness of the ugliness and because I can't help but hear a certain amount of self-irony there as well.