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Frank Zappa (guitar, vocals)
Ian Underwood (alto saxophone, piano)
Bunk Gardner (tenor saxophone, clarinet)
Motorhead Sherwood (baritone saxophone,
tambourine)
Roy Estrada (bass, vocals)
Don Preston (electric piano)
Arthur Tripp (drums, percussion)
Jimmy Carl Black (drums)
Members of The BBC Symphony Orchestra
(The trio protests the interruption, to which Don
responds that performance of diatonic music (and
eating meat) will preclude them from seeing his
aura. They argue that diatonic music is good and
his electronic music is horse-shit. He argues that
diatonic music is too old-fashioned, and that
There must be growth! You've got to eat
macrobiotic food -- and study astrology! (It is
worth noting that, although the plot was my idea,
each band member was responsible for generating
his own dialog.)
(?):
Hold it! Hold it!
(?):
Hey, put that down.
Don:
Silence you fools, don't you believe in progress?
Bunk:
Take that progress and stick it under a rock.
Don:
We must overthrow the diatonic system.
FZ:
Yes
Ian:
Bullshit.
Don:
We're coming to the beginning of a new era
wherein the development of the inner self will be
the most important factor.
Ian:
Honey your music is full of shit and besides that
it ain't disciplined.
Bunk:
Give me four-four.
Art:
Togetherness.
Ian:
Yeah.
Bunk:
Some old melodies.
Don:
Look, playing that kind of music and eating meat
will never, you'll never be able to see my aura
then.
Art:
I've seen your aura a lot, I think it stinks.
Ian:
You've been drinking, Don?
Art:
I can hear your aura and it's bad man.
Don:
Listen, there are many strange things that
science doesn't know.
Bunk:
Discipline, you need discipline. Four, four.
Don:
It's got to be new, it's got to progress, it's
got to evolve. THERE MUST BE GROWTH!
(?):
Ah, man.
Don:
You've got to eat macrobiotic food.
FZ:
We're doing a play.
Don:
And study astrology. Delve into the occult world.
Ian:
Well you can delve all you want but were formin'
a new group go and do you some yoga excercises.
Take care of business.
Don:
Look, mark my words... If you continue playing
this music something strange may happen.
Bunk:
Don't threaten me...
FZ:
By the end of the first show...
Don:
By the end of the first show... No the second
show.
FZ:
So at this point in the development of our plot
the three talented members of the Mothers of
Invention have quit the group to form their own
band with a lot of discipline.
(?):
Yeah.
FZ:
Listen what we need is a nice disciplined combo!
(This causes the talented trio to quit The
Mothers, in order to Form their own band with a
lot of discipline. Suddenly, through the magic of
stage-craft, their new, disciplined combo (14
members of the BBC symphony) marches on stage,
wearing tuxedos, with robot-looking designs
painted on their faces. Ian, Bunk and Art put on
tuxes, get some bolts and widgits painted on their
faces by a roving make-up artist, and take up
performance positions within the BBC ensemble.)
FZ:
And so that they would be completely tackished
and fit in with the rest of the disciplined combo.
The former members of the Mothers of Invention
receive their initiation into the robot musical
world.
Don:
This makes me nervous I'm gonna go do some yoga.
Ian:
Yeah you better.
FZ:
Meanwhile Dom de Wild under pressure prepares to
unwind with some healthy yoga excercises.
(At this point, Motorhead wanders out, piddling
with his tambourine. He sees the BBC disciplined
combo, covets their uniforms, and demands to join
their group. The ensemble rebukes him because he
can't read music. In spite of this, he plans to
force his way in.)
FZ:
This is Euclid Motorhead Sherwood.
(?):
What's the matter with him?
Ian:
He's nervous cause he couldnt play with our new
group.
Motorhead:
Oh, that's nice, look at those suits.
FZ:
Motorhead covets the uniforms of the other band.
And also shows some interest in the bum of
Underwood.
Ian:
Ayyyy
(?):
Ten years ago I knew a lot of guys down in
Switzerland.
Motorhead:
Hey can I play in your band with a suit like that
too?
(?):
No!
Motorhead:
But I like the suits and I can play good. I can
play . . . play anything.
FZ:
Motorhead is lying. He can't play good, he can't
play anything. He's trying to con his way into the
other band. He knows they don't want him.
Motorhead:
But I got practicing and play good.
FZ:
He's lying. He hasn't been practicing, he doesn't
do shit.
Ian:
Ask me you couldn't even count to four.
(?):
Come on beat it man.
Motorhead:
You can't do that to me I'll fix you. I get into
your band.
(?):
Okay Motorhead, just get out of the way.
Motorhead:
You can't stop me, I'll get in there somehow.
FZ:
Motorhead explains to the members of the Robot
Combo that nothing can stop him he will join their
group whether they like it or not.
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