Frank Zappa Don't Eat There
Waitress: Are you having breakfast for lunch?
Howard: I'm having breakfast and he's lunched. I'll
tell you what, what can you give me immediately? If not
sooner, nothing hot, nothing . . . So that by the time
he's finished eating those hot cakes and those dead
things that I won't finish myself
Waitress: Bacon and eggs? Are you, are you gonna have
breakfast?
Dick: No no no no no
Howard: No no
Dick: No no no no no
Howard: He'll never go for that
Dick: No no no, a roll and some orange juice
?: . . . Jimmy Graham
Waitress: Orange juice and . . . uh . . . a roll, uh-
huh?
Aynsley: One stale roll
Dick: Yeah
FZ: Bread and water
Aynsley: One stale roll
Dick: Bread and water
Waitress: Thank you
Howard: Frank, you really missed it at the club last
night. You should have seen what went on, man, if you
would have had your tape recorder there, you would have
been rolling on the ground, holding your sides. It was
the greatest. Everybody was out of it, drinking wine,
cheap wine. And then there was this group, this nice
tight little group that was playin' and they did about
two numbers, and he said: "Okay, uh, any of you guys
wanna come up here?" And of course Old Stewed Simmons
was the first one to check out the cat's guitar, and so
he immediately procceeded to play lead. This chick came
out of the audience, man, a la Janis Joplin in a gold
lame, only she was rancid, and she came out there and
tried to sing blues changes like Buddy Miles or
something, but it just didn't work 'cause she was
singing, "Get yourself together . . . You are where
it's at . . . ," she did it for like . . . forty
minutes, man, it was wonderful . . .
