The title track misreads punk so badly that it offers some insight into
just how Zappa got so far off course when it came to watching his
contemporaries. What it doesn't illuminate is where he got his painful
aesthetic hypocrisy on the issue from: his line on punk is that it's
"dumb". Whereas his own music is "stupid" -- is there so much of a
difference?
(These concert recordings also feature multiple examples of a weird
Zappa-as-light-unto-the-masses performance tic he had: interjecting
"that's right!" after an unkind lyric, as though maybe audience members
not otherwise convinced of his sincerity might come around.)
But OTHERWISE, the live Zappa release I've enjoyed most, if memory
serves. "The Blue Light" has the feel of an old Mothers track, and isn't
afflicted with Zappa's latter-day lyrical smugness (or at least not
obviously). Now that I've had a few weeks to breathe I kind of want to
go back to some records I know I gave short shrift to, like The Grand
Wazoo.