I suppose I should stop being surprised that my dad continually disappoints me. Par for the fucking course. It's not even that I expect a lot, he sets expectations that surprise me, then disappoints. I was going to visit him before I left but I'm not even sure I'm going to bother now. Waste of fucking time.
I never got into Zappa. The few bits I heard weren't my taste but I know he has a huge catalog.