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Official Release #4
Originally Released: March 1968
Produced by: FZ
Executive Producer: Tom Wilson

The Mothers Today (as of 1967):
FZ: Guitar, Piano, Lead Vocals, Weirdness & Editing
Billy Mundi: Drums, Vocal, Yak & Black Lace Underwear
Bunk Gardner: All Woodwinds, Mumbled Weirdness
Roy Estrada: Electric Bass, Vocals, Asthma
Don Preston: Retired
Jimmy Carl Black: Indian of the Group, Drums, Trumpet, Vocals
Ian Underwood: Piano, Woodwinds, Wholesome
Euclid James Motorhead Sherwood: Visible on back cover, road manager, soprano & baritone saxophone, all purpose weirdness & TEEN APPEAL
Suzy Creamcheese: Telephone
Dick Barber: SNORKS
also:
Gary Kellgren engineer for two months of basic sessions at MAYFAIR STUDIOS is the one doing all the creepy whispering
Dick Kunc record and remix engineer for the final month of recording at APOSTOLIC STUDIOS is the one responsible for the cheerful Interruptions
Eric Clapton (noted philosopher and guitarist with THE CREAM) has graciously consented to speak to you in several critical area
Spider(from a group that hasn't destroyed your minds yet) is the one who wants you to turn your radio around
Note: All the music heard on this album was compsed, arranged & scientifically mutilated by Frank Zappa (with the exception of a little bit of surf music). None of the sounds are generated electronically - they are all the product of electronically altering the sounds of NORMAL instruments.
The orchestral segments were conducted by Sid Sharp under the supervision of the composer.
THIS WHOLE MONSTROSITY WAS CONCEIVED AND EXECUTED AS A RESULT OF SOME UNPLEASANT PREMONITIONS*, AUGUST THROUGH OCTOBER 1967.
The Last Word:
This is Phase 2 of Lumpy Gravy.
* All premonitions continuing to come true.
Note The Mothers Today above. This is different than the actual players on this record - not unlike all the other people pictured on the album art who did not perform hereon. The actual players are Frank Zappa, Ian Underwood, Roy Estrada, Billy Mundi. Fuck off. Word.
Coming soon: The true story behind the making of the cover art of this album . . .
c/s