Frank Zappa died December 4, and was born (earlier, they tell me) on December 21.
Two years ago, the blog known as The Aristocrats declared that December 4 through 21 should henceforth be known as Zappadan: the days of the year between death and birth, that ethereal time when there was no Frank, so we must celebrate him to keep his spirit safe until his birthday again.
Or it's just a great excuse for a party that has nothing to do with the greed and debt festival known as Christmas in America. In any event, it's a labor of love with the hope that Frank would be proud.
"Some people say" that the Miracles of Zappadan stuff is a buncha hooey, but I disagree. During the first Zappadan in 2006, John Bolton resigned. Then last year, Sandy Underpants went to the registry of motor vehicles during Zappadan and got a new license plate with no lines, no waiting, and free donuts.
You can make a contribution by posting something about Frank or writing something up and sending it to the Aristocrats. You will be compensated for your effort with linky love, or a post to call your own at the Aristocrats.
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AND it's a great way to kill some time between presidencies.
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Suzy Creamcheese?
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This is the voice of your conscience baby... uh, I just want to check one thing out with you...you don't mind, do ya?
What?
Suzy Creamcheese, honey, what's got into you?
"Goin' to Montana..." That's me.
ReplyDeleteI will be kicking off Zappadan by celebrating my birthday on December 4. Enough time has passed that the day has lost the association with Zappa's passing. It's great it's now a day of celebration!
Was that only two years ago? It seems as if we have always celebrated Zappadan, with our charming native costumes and festive dances.
ReplyDeleteOh, the stories we shall tell the young ones around the fire...